I was twenty now. A whole twenty years with my entire pasta family. I was still pretty amazed that a killer could be as happy as can be, but I guess even the worst of people can have a somewhat enjoyable life. Back whom i was five I only had my father, the infamous Jeff The Killer. Yes I know he's bad ass and I seriously wish I could be as awesome. But oh well I guess. My mother (y/n) was dead the whole first five years of my life which I'm sure still upsets her but there wasn't anything she could really do.
"Kage!". The sudden voice startled me and I jumped from my seat at my desk, "What!?". Never getting an answer from my mother who had called me, I just huffed and went downstairs but was stopped halfway down the stairs from my room on the second floor. Slendy put his cold, long, bony and white hand on my right shoulder, he had a tense vibe to him and I gave him a questioning look. Through the static going through my head he sent me a message that said to meet my parents in the dining room. Immediately.
He disappeared and I went the rest of the way down the stairs and quickly ended up in front of the doors that led to my parents.
With a reluctant hand I pushed open the large double doors and found..... Nothing. Everything was pitch black, slowly walking in I tried finding the light switch but just fiddled with the wall paper instead. I swear I went blind and deaf as the lights went on and everyone sang 'Happy Birthday' to me. I couldn't help but smile as my mother held my cake and a giant dining table covered in gifts just for me. Mother set the cake on a clear spot on the table and came up to me, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing my cheek and saying happy birthday. "Thank you mama, I love you too." I said with a smile and happiness in my voice.
Backing up, my father came up and patted my shoulder saying happy birthday. I just smiled and patted him back. Walking away little Sally came up and squeezed my legs while grinning up at me with a glow in those cute pastel green eyes of hers. She was like a little sister to me now even though back in the past I had a slight crush on her, but that quickly faded. "Happy birthday Kage!!" I smiled back down at her and picked her up, setting her on my hip and hugging her tight. "Thank you princess!!" I said and kissed her cheek, earning a giggle she jumped down and ran to the cake my mother was now serving.
Slendy popped up behind me making me jump slightly, "Whats up Slendy?" "You're parents still need to talk to you Kage. Don't let it wait for too long.". Staring at the spot he was just standing in a few seconds ago I think about What he said. What could be happening now? My parents have already been through hell and back, almost quite literally. I didn't need something to be wrong right now. Not with me finally having my powers emerge and my colors just starting to show.
Deciding it can wait for tomorrow I enjoy the rest of the night of my 20th birthday. Forgetting what I was leaving the party for I make my way back down to the dining room. Putting that current worry to the back of my mind I just enjoy myself and family.
A few hours later...
Everyone had turned in about an hour ago and most were already asleep except me. I just kept tossing and turning within my blankets and sheets. I just couldn't sleep no matter what I did. Finally deciding on getting up and going to my personal bathroom, I splash my face with cold water and look into my medicine cabinet, grabbing the muscle relaxers i take four and go lay back down. Just about a few minutes later I fall into a needed deep sleep.....
I was standing in a steal rusted room with what looked like a blood soaked floor. My feet where covered in sticky dark blood, confused I start panicking. Looking behind me I found a very rusted iron or steal door, it started making a cringy noise that would anyone grinding their teeth to the gum. A man whom I couldn't see threw two bloody and mangled bodies at my feet.
I couldn't tell who they were so I tried my best to clear their faces, I soon came to realize they were my parents.... Landing to my knees I pull my mother into my arms, rocking back and forth and cradling her head to my chest. The mysterious dark man gave a dark and soul crushing chuckle. "I hope you like rare meat.". his voice was raspy and my ears hurt just from listening to that sentence, it had sounded like he had smoked fifty cigars a day for a thousand years. He finally threw in a knife and fork then shut the rusted door with a loud bang. I stare in horror at my lifeless parents. Crying to myself in the corner of the room facing the wall and away from the site in the middle of the room. I eventually cry myself to sleep and.....
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