Chapter two

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Amy POV

I woke up to a loud commotion. Lots of shouting, things being thrown over and around me, fighting, tentacles stroking my legs and other stuff...
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WTF!!! I quickly jumped from where I was apparently sleeping and came face to face with some hard wood floor. "Oh shit!" I pushed myself up with my hands and flipped myself over, balancing myself on my elbows. When I turned around I was surprised to see a man, with skin paper white, and with sharp teeth and a pedophilic look to him. I turn around to see another two faceless men fight, I remember one of them, The one in the suit. I look back and come to eye level with a snake like tounge. "Eewwwww! Fuck off you creep!" I yelled at the... The thing that was infront of Me!

The thing chuckled." Oh... Such a shame Trender didn't mention you before... Such beauty... Like your long, soft hair to just grab!" He exclaimed, his rough and raspy voice made me identify his gender. When he was talking about my hair I tried to push myself backwards as quickl as possible but I couldn't, he had white tentacle coming from his back and had held me down to the floorboards. I tried to wriggle out of them but another tentacle wrapped around me and I couldn't move, fuck that, I couldnt breath. One of his actual arms went and reached for my hair.

I screamed no. And many other /colourful/ words. But nothing had worked and he tugged gently at my hair, I still struggled as my breath was running out so quickly so when I took a gasp for air, his hand tugged so hard at my hair, and it fucking hurt.

My body was shaking with angry and shame.i hated biengd touched. It was the most painful memory. He didn't need to know, he should've have got to known, only my closet friends had ever known, and he for sure was far worse then a stranger. "Offenders!!" I hear someone yell. It was the suited one and he instantly had picked me up and had put his hand out to stop everything that was going on.

I was very high with his tentacle around me, and it was actually good. He had let me breath, though I still couldn't move my arms or legs, but I also had taken a good look around.

I saw quite a few other people, all in the same room, on the floor and looking wounded. I looked all around and saw four of the faceless people. Well, not ALL were faceless. One was wearing a black suit with poka dots with black eyes and a mouth, one that I unfortunately had a WIERD meeting with, who was wearing a trench coat and fedora with a mouth, there was the suited faceless man holding me..... Then there was the man from years ago...

He had glasses, and wore some trouser with a pale shirt with a beige jumper over it. I had to say, this one had a great sense of fashion. "Hi.", I say. I heard groans and grunts, pained whines and a shut up, but nothing from the taller people. Until the fashionable one spoke. "Get your hands off MY child's!" I heard him speak.

I was surprised, seeing as the faceless one has no mouth and spoke through mind. Wait... I saw something move under the skins where his mouth was! So I guessed that was how they spoke normally. "No. Because you shouldn't HAVE a child." I heard beside me. Hearing that really stung and I looked down at my feet, my hair hanging around my face, to shield the hurt in my eyes.

"I think it's fine he has a daughter.... Very... Intriguing~" I hear one say. Ew. I though using that mind thing would help, because I knew if I had spoken I would stutter. 'Leave me alone. Don't touch me. Just leave me be. Let me walk out and leave you alone. I don't... Need this shit!' I yell the end bit cause I was getting fed up.

There is a pedophil here and I am wearing a long t-shirt and running shorts, how I wished I had worn a onesie. "She can speak through the Mind? That means.... Give me my daughter!" I hear a yell, and suddenly I was filled out of the grip of the faceless man, this time by my waist, freeing my arms and legs.
They had started to argue again so I had shouted. "Everyone shut the fuck your! Now! And tell me who the FUCk everyone is and how the SHIT I am someone's fucking DAUGTHER!" I yell, my arms and hands raised to emphasise.

Everything was quiet till the faceless man cleared his throat. "Of course now." He started. "I am Slenderman and these are my brothers, offender" he pointed to the thing that tried to rip out my hair. "Splendorman" he pointed to the poka dot guy "and your...farther... Trenderman." I was shocked.
Slenderman then started to point out what he called Proxies.

There was Ticci Toby, clockwork, masky, hoodie, eyeless Jack, laughing jack, Sally, smile dog, Jeff the killer, suicidal Sadie, Jane the killer, Ben drowned and apparently a new proxy called Erin, not having a 'creepypasta' name.

After this I said hi and they all waved back, going somewhere all together, I hoped to get fixed up. I looked back at Trendermans and his blank face had crease marks in it. "I can't believe Isabella did this to you my dear." I was shocked. "Did what?" I asked, hoping a good answer would be given.

"She was the one always abusing you.....I'm sorry I didn't do anything the night she hit you or when she ever abused you with them...." I was shocked. "You were the man coming on my birthday... Every five years on that night... To see me?" I asked surprised. My dad was there for me all along. Trended nodded and I hugged him, as small as I was, I nearly could wrap my arms around his neck.

"Enough. If she is to stay here, then I'll get Jane." I heard slenderman sigh and after a mintue of being quiet you could slightly hear someone running in heels.
'Oh my god she's gorgeous.' She looked at me... "Was that you? Saying I was gorgeous?" I laugh awkwardly."my bad, new to the voices thing. This one is my dad." I pointed to trended and she was surprised. She then smirked.

"Well seeing as your dad is a fashionista, then let's see what dazzling clothes you can wear. I put my hand up "black?" I asked. She nodded.

"Black."

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