My friend

This is a story I've putting together for a while now. I've been thinking, Slenderman had found love in all of the fan fictions I've read about him so what if he was just friends with someone? What then internet? So it's basically a story about a girl named Mel who befriends Slenderman.(btw plz be patient with me and my updating randomness I will try to update as much as possible)

    THIS IS SHADO48 FROM THE FUTURE! IGNORE WHAT YOU JUST READ! SLENDERMAN AND MEL WILL GET TOGETHER!! I JUST CAN'T KEEP SLENDERMAN IN THE FRIEND ZONE!

(past)me: WHAT!? WHY!?

(future)me: you'll understand in the future. Don't worry it'll be cool.

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CHAPTER 1   Halloween

*Slenderman pov*

   Halloween. My favorite time of year. Young humans come wandering into my forest and I eat well. The sun was starting to set and I was putting up the last of my notes when I heard my first victims find a note I had left out. I slender walked over to them. It was a group of young humans. Even though I was close enough to touch them, they didn't see me. Their moral brains could only see me when I wanted then to.

    "Woa! Is this a note from the *fake gasp* Slenderman." A young male was speaking and when he said my name he said it with a weird voice. He will die first.

    "Oh shut up Brian we all know Slenderman doesn't exist." On of the young females spoke this time. Fear was oozing from her in waves. A non-believer. She dies last. I moved so I stood right behind the young male that spoke first. I made my self visible. When the young male realized that I was there I speared him with one of my tentacles and slenderwalked away to finish him off. His flesh was nice and juicy. Halloween has begun.

*Mel pov*

    Halloween. My favorite time of year. Chilly winds and candy. Then warm hot coca by the fire. Fall is a great time in general. Until my parents died. Four years ago today my parents were murdered and the killer has not been caught. Now I live on the streets and hide in the shadows. Orphanages are always after me but they're easy to avoid. They can never catch Mel. Never. I'm 17 and it won't be long before I can stop looking over my shoulder and running away from 'the human catchers'. That's what I like to call the people from orphanages that go out and catch kids on the streets. Now Halloween just reminds me of my parents. I move some of my long ginger hair out of my eyes as I hide in my makeshift 'home' from the human catchers.

    "HEY KID!" I jumped as a loud adult voice broke through the darkness of the alley was I was 'living' in. I quickly grabbed my bag with all my personal belongings and ran.

    "THERE SHE GOES, GET HER!!" I heard heavy foot steps as I ran nimbly around corners and I kept running until I couldn't hear then any more. I looked around, I was in front of the woods.

    "HEY THERE SHE IS!" I ran blindly through the forest until I was sure they were gone and then ran further until I couldn't run any farther. I bent over and caught my breath by a huge tree. When I finally caught my breath I climbed up the tree until I could get a good view of the woods. Yep in lost I thought as I sat down on a branch. Suddenly a man walked out of the forest. He was tall and from the light of the moon it almost looked like he had no face, but that's ridiculous. The man walked over to the tree, sat down, and fell asleep. Or so I thought. When I had climbed down enough to get a better look at him I realized that he was bleeding and very pale. He must have passed out! I quickly jumped down and inspected the damage. It looked like something large had clawed his chest and arms. I opened up my back pack and pulled out some large medical bandages (that I stole from a pharmacy with much difficulty). The man looked fancy in a black suit and a red tie. Something about him sparked a memory in the back of my head and for some unknown reason I felt a mixture of awe and terror from just looking at him. I pushed the feeling aside as I wrapped up his arms and chest. Even though he was very tall and fancy looking he was buff. When I finished, I checked his pockets for a phone. No luck. He started walking up.

*Slenderman pov*

    Haha! Another human felt the wrath of Slenderman as I ate her friends right before her eyes then killed her off. This one had been stubborn but eventually I made her believe in me. I picked up her body and started eating when something jumped on me and clawed my back. Startled, I dropped my kill, getting it covered in leaves and dirt. The only creatures that could even get a chance at killing me would be the other immortals. I threw the creature of my back and got a better look at it. Rake. I shot out my tentacles and grabbed his legs pulling him into his back then upside down as I brought him closer to me. NO ONE MESSES WITH MY KILL. He was starting to get effected by my slender-sickness and looked like he might pass out but at the last second he threw out one last hit and clawed my arms and stomach. Pain seared through my body. I slender walked back to my tree and sat down before, in the first time in my long life, I blacked out.

*Mel pov*

    "Hello? Hello! Are you alright?" The man put one of his hands to his face...wait no NOT a hand defiantly NOT a hand. He looked over at me. OH. SHIT. I nearly had a heart attack when I realized he didn't have a face. Then it dawned on me. He was dressed up like Slenderman for Halloween.

    "Impressive costume. It must have taken hours to do all the makeup." I helped him sit up against the tree.

    "And these claws must have taken hours to design." I grabbed one of his claw-hands and studied it he pulled his claw-hand back.

    "You got hurt but I wrapped you up and you're fine now." He looked down and realized that he was half naked. He looked around and when he spotted his cloths he reached forward to grab them, wincing. I reached over and grabbed his cloths handing them back. He looked at me curiously as he started putting his cloths back on. I helped him stand up.

    "My name is Mel, what's yours?" I held out my hand. STUPID STUPID STUPID. I broke the first rule of the streets; NEVER tell anyone you're name. Not only that but I broke the second rule of the streets; Everyone for them selves. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?? The man thought for a second.

    "Der. Der Ritter." He took my hand and we shook.

*Slenderman pov*

    "Hello? Hello!" My head hurt. I put one of my hands to it and smelled fear roll off something beside me. I looked over. A HUMAN!!?? Why had she not run away screaming by now or died from shock? I studied her face for fear or shock but found nothing but curiosity. She had long orangeish-reddish hair (I believe that mortals call the color ginger) with bright green eyes and a small amount of freckles on her nose and cheeks.

    "Impressive costume. It must have taken hours to do all the makeup." Makeup? What is this human inquiring? She helped me sit up against my tree.

    "And these claws must gave taken hours to design." she grabbed one of my hands. I quickly pulled it back.

    "You got hurt but I wrapped you up and your fine now." What? I looked down at my self. I felt my face getting hot. Good thing it was too dark for this human to see. I noticed my jacket, shirt, and tie all in a pile. I reached for the pile, wincing. Curse the Rake for making me look weak in front of a mortal! The young female saw this and grabbed my cloths and handed then to me. I looked at her as I started putting on my shirt and tie, then my jacket. The young female helped me up.

    "My name's Mel, what's yours?" She seemed to instantly regret giving me her name, but none the less she still held out her hand. I thought for a second on what I should tell the mortal, if I should talk at all.

    "Der. Der Ritter." I took her hand and shook it.

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