A/N: This chapter might be like 2,000 words and intense,but still,enjoy!
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"Might as well enjoy "life"." I laughed. Rrrrreally. 'Yyyyyyyyup.' You guys are extremely weird. Even weirder than yesterday. And? 'And?' We all are weird though. 'I'm bored,not allowed to kill anybody,and I'm out. I have no idea what to do.' That actually sounds like a hard decision. 'I'm hungry.' Same. Same. 'Please. I need it to survive.' Okay. Fine. Just don't die. 'Yay! I'll get plenty! Thanks!' Yup.
I looked at the knife in hand. "Such a beautiful thing. Sadly,dad had to die. Oh well! He deserved everything. The pain and the flames." I looked around. "Hm..." I felt like I was being watched. It brought up the same feeling I had during that. "Oh well!" I started flipping the knife. I eventually got bored. "Okay. Whoever is watching I'll find you and murder you if you don't stop. Kay?" Nothing. I rolled my eyes. Oh yeah. The only thing I have in common with Zero is I always leave the cloak on. My face isn't scarred. My knuckles are red,bruised,and scarred from punching people. Gotta get 'em down before anything else happens! I took off the mask. Instead of a smile on my face,all I show everybody else is my insanity,so I don't smile. I smirk after killing. Then,I use the victim's blood to draw a rose on or around them. Sometimes I even engrave it on their back. The whole being watched feeling went away. I turned on some music. Pain by Hollywood Undead. I got out a sketchbook. I'm no CPQ,but this book is full of ideas of what I draw with the blood. I wasn't interested. "I know what to do!" Its a habit I have. Its a habit that I do way more often then killing. I pick fights with people. I learn how to bring them down first. Its just a bad habit,like biting your nails. Another reason my hands are the way they are. I've had fist fights in allies,abandoned places,and out of town. But,the other two don't have to know. I may have even made the worst gang afraid. I brought them down. Enough about that. Lets go fight! I walked out of the room. I was thinking about who I'll fight first. Can't be one of the main three...already kicked their asses. I kept the machete on me. I learned this. Always bring a knife to a fist fight,and a gun to a knife fight. Always have a something a little bit better,but jeep it concealed. "This appeared as a moral dilemma cause at first it was weird,though I swore to eliminate the worst of the plague that devoured humanity,its true I was vague on the how so how can it be that you,have shown me the light."
A/N: I know nobody's reading,but I'll do an ask or dare if you can name the song.
I stopped in my tracks. That wasn't me...so where the hell did it come from?! I told myself I'll kill anybody who ever sang that song. Rest in peace whoever is playing that song. I ran to where I heard it. Sitting there is an elf boy. "Who the hell are you." Thats all I wanted to know. "You know me." "No." "BEN." "Well. I wish I could say it was nice to meet you. But you have to die." I grabbed the knife from within the cloak. He drew a sword. "Thats a small knife." "Its a mini machete. Its what I used for training." Being the idiot he is,he charged at me. I stood there. When the sword was about to hit me in the leg,I jumped up and landed on the other side of him. "You really are an idiot." I stabbed his back. STOP! 'Okay. Its just a very harming memory.' What're you guys yelling abo- HOLY HELL WHAT DID YOU DO TO THAT CHILD ROSE BANE?!?? 'Nothing that'll kill it.' OKAY! KEEP YOUR EMOTIONS UNDER CONTROL! 'Kk your the boss.' I pulled put the knife. "You okay?" "WHO ARE YOU?!" "Rose Bane." I proceeded to leave the room. Not the fight I wanted....but it was fun. I guess. "Hm..." I didn't know what to do. I see a girl with a clock for an eye. "This'll be interesting." I walked closer to her. I could see she was swooning over a picture of...a sleeping hatchet wielding guy. "What is that?" She hid it. "Nothing. Who are you." "A living nightmare." Its true! "Name?" "I'll answer if you answer. Who are you?" "Clockwork." "Rose Bane." "Wait...your the one who hurt Toby,Masky,and Hoodie!" "Who is who...?" She rolled her eye. "I know which one is Masky." "Hoodie is the one in the hoodie,and Toby is the one who has the hatchets." "Oh yeah then thats me. At least I was holding back and not killing them like I wanted!" "Holding back?!" "Yeah. I usually don't stop until the targets dead." "You hurt Toby the worst!" "He can't feel pain nor die. So...I was still holding hack technically. And why are you so hung on him?" "I'm not!" I looked into her eyes with my flamelike eyes. "Thats a lie." I could see her struggling to look away. I then broke the unsettling stare. "I couldn't help but threaten Masky. Nobody hurts Zero and doesn't at least get hurt back. Its only fair." "Whatever." I walked away. A little too bitchy for my taste. I face palmed,realizing how hungry I am. "I need to eat before that happens again." Ya think? 'It wasn't my fault I got so hungry!' Shhhhhhhh. Let me sleeeeeeeeeeep. 'Lazy.' Definitely. Yup. Thats me. All day every day. 'I'm going to see if you still have then from the night Glitch came.' Kay. I went over to the mattress on the frame. "When she hollowed it out,the world may never know." I reached my arm into the slit that cut open the mattress. Yup. Its there. Then there was a knock on the door. "Fffffffffffffffffffffuck," I whispered. I pulled my arm out and hid the mattress slit. "Hello?" Nothing. "Who is trying to mess with me." No answer. "Asshole." I muttered. I felt watched again. "BEN. What do you need." Of course,he came through the tv. "What were you doing." "Food." "Okay. Why is it stashed. Right there." "Ask Zero. In two days."
{3 years later}
{Zero POV}
I just got back from a killing spree with Jeff. I had Rose Bane teach me to kill. Its pretty fun once you learn to not regret it. I got along pretty well with everybody. I looked down. Not a drop of blood on myself. "Yes." Jeff got back a few minutes later. "That was fun." He was out of breath. "How do you run so fast?!" "Its a secret." I laughed as he fell on the ground beside me. "Its not funny!" I stopped laughing. "Your right." "Yeah. Of course I a-" "Its hilarious!" I started laughing again. "Ha ha ha." He rolled his eyes,and accepted the hand I held out for him. I pulled him up. "At least I had my gloves on." "So because you figured it out,why do you wear those. You never told anybody." "Oh its uh...a long story." "I have time." So last year on my birthday,I remembered my past that I forgot. I also learned of my fate. I stopped wearing my mask when I wasn't killing. A lot has changed. "Well. You see. I wear these because if I were to touch anybody or anything,it would die. Even Slender." "Okay. Well than yeah I'm glad you wear them too." We walk inside. "If you ever meet a child named Dakota,don't kill her." "Why?" "Because that would screw everybody over." He seemed hesitant,but nodded. "Thanks." "Yeah." I then walked to my room. Tomorrow was my birthday. I'm supposed to die on my birthday. No matter what I do. I will die. But thats okay. Jeff will save little Dakota. I was supposed to kill her,but once you walk into the room with her,you know killing her is the last thing to do. "Well. Might as well tell everybody bye."
{An hour later}
I knock on Slender's offices door. This is last person. Slender opened the door. "Child? What are you doing its two." I didn't realize that. "Oh. Anyway..." I did something I never did before. I never even thought I would do it. I hugged Slender. "Bye." "What to you mean?" "I have to die an inevitable death. But its okay." "How is that okay?" "Because theres something I've kept secret. And a secret will it remain. But I've figured this out. This was my true family. Thank you." I let go,and walked to my room. I laid down on the bed. "Goodbye." Goodbye. Love you guys. Your my sisters. I appreciate the help! 'Yeah. Your like my sister too,and don't worry about it. We did it because we love you. And I love you guys too.' Yeah. Love you my sisters. Never forget that. I'll see you in another lifetime.
{Later that night}
{Jeff POV}
I was sitting on my bed sharpening my knife. Until I heard a scream. Usually they would be enjoyable,but not when its a friends cry of pain,and you know you can't help that friend. It made me cringe,even. It soon stopped. Everything was quiet and Zero was gone. I kept thinking about what she said. Who is Dakota? I will probably find out. I put my hand up to face palm because I'm talking to myself. I felt something wet on my face. Tears? I'm crying? Zero was my friend. Maybe best friend. "Goodbye." I then went to go to sleep,not sleeping at all.
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A/N: Hello! This was a short book,wasn't it? Thats okay. I'm going to make the sequel to this for Dakota. Its going to be called The Collector. Thanks for reading! Bye!
