Creepypasta Tales

Sis?

The moon shone brightly through the tree tops. I sighed. Turning my head I looked at Raven and found her grimacing.

What's wrong? I asked. She had been starring at me this whole walk.

"You look angry still." She said looking toward her feet.

Well I did wake up with Jeff's yelling and being taped nexted to him. I announced readjusting my pickaxe on my shoulder.

"Hey! I'm not always yelling!" Jeff screamed walking towards us. I rolled my eyes.

What are you doing right now? I chuckled. He went silent and stopped in his tracks.

Pointing his knife at me he said. "Why you little."

I'm four years older than you, don't call me little. I chucked again walking passed him. Jeff grew angry as he ran after us.

"Shut up." He told me as we continued to walk. We reached a small town off the edge of the forest. The stars glittered above the town.

Where do you wanna start? I asked Them.

"I'll meet back up with you guys later." Running off Jeff called behind him. Raven waved at him as he faded into the distance.

Turning to me she said. "That pretty little white house on the corner." She said in a giggly tone of voice.

Sure. I smiled at her and brushed my hair into my face, covering my scars. I swung my pickaxe to the other shoulder and continued on trotting behind Raven. The walk consisted of Raven humming and me trying to keep us hidden from sight. As we entered to house with out a sound, we noticed the family photo hanging above the fire place.

How cliche. I though twisting my head toward the hall way.

Raven giggled quietly. "There's three, way more funny than the single girl we got last time." Chuckling, I nodded. Raven took care off the child. I never cared to watch her do her work. Strolling back to the living room triumphantly, Raven neatly sat on the floor and began to cry loudly. I swiftly moved behind the corner -into kitchen- to hid in the shadows.

"Marisa is that you? Are you okay?" The mother stumbled in the dark.

"Honey speak up." Marisa's father called out. They got closer and closer, until they where standing in front of her. Raven started giggling madly.

Reaching down the father asked. "Honey, what's wrong?" Raven grabbed his wrist and shot her head up. "Why did you do this to me father?." She tilted her head to the mother. "And mother why would you tell brother such lies." She asked sorrowfully. No response, the couple were frozen in fear.

"Fine if you won't tell me," she paused and I moved behind them. "The you will answer to your son." Turing, the man threw his arm protectively in front of his wife. I was confused why Raven was going off script, but I wasn't going to question her until we were done. Swinging rapidly, I crashed through both of their skulls.

"You made it quick." Raven pouted, still sitting on the floor.

Ignoring her remark, I ask sullenly. What was that about? Raven scooted over too the dead couple and tore off the guys shirt. Sliding over to me she started cleaning my pickaxe.

"I had some anger about mother and father, I had to get it out." She announced quietly. Before I could reply, loud sirens wailed getting closer and closer.

Run. I commanded. Raven didn't even respond, all she did was burst through the window and into the night. I heard more sirens from close by.

Guess Jeff didn't go that far. My thoughts told me as I rushed after Raven. She giggled the whole way. As usual, no one saw us. Well, other then the dead folks. Reaching the top of the hill the view still took my breath away, and Raven's by the look on her face. We sat and talked until Jeff came tiredly up the hill.

Too fast for you? I joked around.

"Little bastard found a way around me, but I got'em in the end." He said out of breath.

"Then let's head back, I'm sure Slendy is cooled off by now." Raven announced as she grabbed both Mine and Jeff's arms and started pulling us into the direction of the mansion.

What's going on in your head Sis? Is mom messing with you again? Is she whispering ideas to you? Don't listen to her. I'll always protect you from her and everything else. We don't need her or dad. I shuttered at the thought and continued to be pulled by her.