Sonic and the Slenderman

Chapter 5

    Oh shit. He's coming. That explains why Tails fur is so matted and bloody. The Slenderman was coming to kill my ass. I would be dead as fast as you could say chilly dog.

    "Damn it!!" I whispered to myself. I turned to Knuckles. What was I supposed to do? Kill him?

    Kill him...... I smiled mischievously. That's it! I could kill him! But with what? I stood there, still smiling.

    Knuckles, who hadn't said anything, finally asked, "Sonic, are you okay? Have gone mad? Why are you smirking like that?"

    "Because..." I looked at him. "I.... have a plan."

    "What is it? Clean me up? Put a bandage on my arm?" Tails snapped, wincing at the pain shooting up his arm.

    "No time to clean you up, but we certainly can put a bandage on your arm." I replied.

    "I'll get one." Knuckles offered. He ran to the kitchen and came back with a wad of bandages in his hand.

    While he was working on putting on the bandage, I went over the plan.

    "Okay, so we go outside, tomorrow night, and go into the woods. Be sure to bring a video camera, Tails. We look around, searching for the Slenderman, okay? Then, when the time is right, and the Slenderman does come, we attack him with this knife." I held up my hunting knife. Five solid inches from the butt of the handle to the blade tip. Two inch handle, three inch blade. Perfect.

    "Mine too?" Knuckles held up his knife. Eight inches.

    "Hell yeah..." I said in awe. It was a knife, but there was something awesome about it. The blade was solid gold. Beautiful.

    "And me." Tails held up his screwdriver.

    "Tails, that's a screwdriver." I said.

    "Watch." he told me. In a flick of his wrist, it suddenly became a sharp-edged diamond knife. Then it somehow elongated into a diamond sword. I blinked.

    "Tails where did you get that?" I asked, completely bewildered.

    "I, dear Sonic, made this bad boy myself. I found diamonds when I was out sightseeing in Green Hill. I decided to bring them back and turned my favorite screwdriver into a diamond sword." he explained proudly.

    "Wow." I said. "Well, then. Let's go kick some ass tomorrow night!"

    We high-fived each other. We went to bed. Knuckles stayed over, because it was dark, and he didn't want to take any chances with Slenderman.

    As I kicked off my shoes, and lay down, I thought I heard scratching on my bed room window. I turned over and saw a figure standing there, gently tapping the window with its finger.

    Holy shit.