The Siren Sisters (A Creepypasta Fanfic)

Chapter 9

Jeff's pov

After leaving the bar behind, I pulled my hood up over my head and made my way down the street. Now that it's completely dark, I'll go for a few kills before heading home.

After sneaking into someone's house and killing off everyone inside, I quietly made my way towards the woods outside of the small city.

My grin widened upon hearing sirens in the distance. The smell of the blood covering my hoodie filled my nose, causing me to sigh in satisfaction.

As I walked through the woods, my mind went back to those girls. Whoever they are, they're definitely not human. I bet Ben will like to here about this.

Finally seeing the mansion, I went inside to see Ben on the floor playing video games, as usual, while Jack sat on the couch, fiddling with his scalpel. I casually strolled over to the couch.

"Man, do I have a story to tell you guys."

Jack looked over at me as I sat down. Ben continued playing while Jack asked, "What happened?"

"While I was out, I met three lovely ladies at a bar."

I smirked, noticing that I got Ben's attention. He paused his game and turned toward me with a grin.

"Ladies, huh? Were they hot?"

"Oh, they were gorgeous. I've never seen such pretty things at a bar before. But that's not the best part."

Ben and Jack both leaned closer in anticipation. "Their eyes were a beautiful blood red and they had slits that went from the corners of their lips across their cheeks. And what was so cool was that those slits opened up to reveal large, sharp teeth."

They both gasped. Jack said, "You know what this means, don't you? They can't possibly be human."

"They're creepypastas."

We turned our heads to see Slenderman in the doorway. He slowly came over, explaining to us. "I know of the girls you described. I've been watching them for awhile until I recently lost sight of them. You said they were at a bar?"

I nodded. "Yeah, a place called the Maneater. And from the way it seemed, they hang out there often."

Slender was quiet for a moment. We suddenly heard footsteps coming down the stairs, and looked to see the proxies coming down and approaching Slender.

"Masky, Hoodie, Toby, I have a job for you three."

Harmony's pov

That night after our performance, I was laying in bed with Travis by my side. There was an extra room he could use, but he refused to leave my side. So instead, he stayed with me every night.

I laid my head against his chest, feeling his hands running up and down my back.

I kept my eyes open and quietly said, "I know what you're doing, Travis. But I'm not in the mood tonight."

"Couldn't we just-"

"No. I'm tired. I just want to go to sleep."

He sighed. "Okay. Goodnight, my lady."

I closed my eyes and drifted to sleep. The next day was like any other. We discussed what song we were going to sing tonight and talked about any possible places where we could get more souls.

Once night had fallen, my sisters and I were dressing up and getting ready for our performance. Wearing mini skirts, crop tops, and heels, we walked around and mingled a bit until it was time.

After a lot of people had come in to see our show, there were three guys that I've never seen before entering through the front doors. They reminded me of that Jeff fellow we met yesterday.

One wore a white mask with black lips and eyes, one kept a hood over his head and had some kind of cloth covering his face with red eyes and a frown on it, and the third wore a mouth guard and goggles.

They seemed to glance around before their heads focused in my direction. They looked like they were muttering to each other. I got a bad feeling about them.

I casually went and got my sisters and Travis. I grabbed Travis by the collar and pulled him down so I could whisper to him.

"I've got a job for you. See those three newcomers?"

He glanced in their direction before nodding.

"I want you to go to my room, get some earplugs and put them in. Then once we start singing and hypnotize them, I want you to tie them up and take them in the back. Understood?"

He nodded again and I sent him on his way. Those three guys seemed to watch us as my sisters and I made our way to the stage. With the spotlight on us and the music starting, I began to sing with my sisters singing backup.

"I pick all my skirts to be a little too sexy
Just like all my thoughts they always get a bit naughty
When I'm out with my girls I always play a bit bitchy
Can't change the way I am sexy naughty bitchy me"

I watched everyone's expressionless eyes as they watched us, some trying to move closer and touch our feet.

I assumed the strangers were under our spell by the way they were slumped forward. I noticed Travis come out from the back rooms with rope in his hands.

"I'm the kind of girl that girls don't like
I'm the kind that boys fantasize
I'm the kind that your mamma and your daddy were afraid you'd turn out to be like
I may seem unapproachable but that's only to the boys who don't have the
Right approach or ride that makes a girl like me wanna hop in and roll"

I smiled to myself as I watched Travis slowly sitting the three boys down and tying their hands behind the backs of their chairs and their feet to the legs. We continued to sing while Travis drug each of the now captive strangers to the back room.

"People think it's intimidating when a girl is cool with her sexuality
I'm a 180 to the stereotype girls like staying home and being innocent

I like all my shorts to be a little too shorty
Unlike all my guys I like them tall with money
I love all my nights to end a little bit nasty
Can't change the way I am sexy naughty bitchy me"

Finishing our song, the room erupted with applause and whistles. We smiled and waved to our audience and left the stage. We immediately headed to the back, going to Travis' unused room.

In the middle of the room sat our captives with Travis standing beside them. I approached them with my hands on my hips and a smirk on my face.

"Looks like we've got trouble makers, girls."

Travis bowed his head and came over to me. "I did just as you asked, my lady. I even disarmed them."

He pointed to a small pile of weapons. I smiled at him. "Good job, tiger. I might reward you tonight."

He had a hopeful expression. I then turned toward our captives as one of them spoke.

"Who are you?"

I recognized the voice coming from the white masked one. I shrugged my shoulders and said, "I guess there's no point in hiding anything from our prisoners. I'm Harmony, that's Melody and Rhapsody. We're the Siren Sisters. And this here's my servant, Travis."

I moved closer and bent down to face the masked one. "What about you three? What are your names?"

They seemed to glance at each other before answering.

"Masky."

"Hoodie."

"Ticci Toby."

I smiled and traced my finger across Masky's masked face. "Now tell me, why are you here? Is it because of that Jeff guy?"

He shook his head. "We can't tell you that."

I frowned and stood up straight. "Fine. Maybe you'll be more talkative in the morning."

I took the others and we left the room, shutting the door behind us. We'll see if we can get the answers out of them tomorrow.