The Executioner (A Creepypasta Origin) (RE-HORRORED)

Chapter XVII - The Execution of Mason Black.

"Slendy. Care to explain?"
"Well, besides from us, Zalgo has been looking into you. He also thought that you'll be a productive asset to him."
"I've taken a certain liking to your way of murder. Tell me, how would you feel about joining me?" I've known the pastas for 3 years, we've shared secrets together, our origins, our kills. They're like family to me.
"Look, Zalgo. These people are like family to me. We've been through everything together. So my answer is no."
"I understand. But if you change your mind-"
"Keep the spell, Zalgo."
"Slenderman, Executioner. Adieu." He disappeared.
"That was weird."
"You really think of us as family?" Slenderman asked.
"Of course. You've been there for me when nobody wasn't." I felt tentacles come over me like a hug.
"Thank you, Executioner."
"Anytime, Slendy."
I walked into the living room and saw Ben and EJ playing games.
"Hey guys."
"Hey X, you alright?" EJ asked.
"Well, Zalgo wanted to recruit me to his contingent."
"And you turned him down?"
"Yeah."
"Did you know that Zalgo is The Devil of us?"
"The Devil?"
"Zalgo and Slendy are ancient enemies. They're just on a peace treaty. They despise each other because Zalgo wants some of the best pastas. And let's just say, Lazari was one of them."
"Who's Lazari?"
Ben sighed. "Lazari was one of us. She was a little like Sally but she was called a monster. She was the same age as Sally, but her father was Zalgo. She killed her mother and she disappeared in the forest. Slendy found her, made her one of us. 4 years later, she joined the Hivemind's army. We never saw her again."
"Wow."
"So clearly, in a nutshell, you saved your ass from becoming one of Zalgo's. It would have been a bad sight."
"I'm going to bed." As I walked up the stairs, I felt something bad inside my body. "Ugh, maybe after a trip to Nurse Ann."
Nurse Ann's office...
"Well, nothing too bad but there's something you should know."
"What is it?"
"Well, there's a scar shaped like a crescent on your shoulder."
I took off my vest and saw the scar. Oh my Slenderman. "Nurse, that was not there before."
"Who did you last met in Slendy's office?"
"Zalgo."
"Well, expect a change when you're killing. You may go psychotic. And there will be a change. Zalgo's trying to possess your body. And your body is counteracting that curse."
"Thanks, N.A. Needed that." I went to my room and found 2 sickles. Weird. I just shook the feeling and went to bed.
D-Day, well actually D-Night...
Mason's POV
It's here. My night of death.
48 hours have passed. And it's here. How fast time flies.
"You can't run, Mason." A female voice whispered. And I saw a green eye. Oh shit.
"Your time is up, Mason Black." I felt something hard behind my neck. I passed out.
When I woke up, I ended up in the forest. Chained to 2 trees.
"Do you fear death, Mason?" He leaned against a tree trunk, twirling a switch.
"Yes."
"Liar." I felt a continuous tingle coursing through my body. When it stopped, I felt weak.
"Please. Don't kill me."
"People like you don't deserve to live. Now, answer. Do you fear death?"
"Yes."
"Liar." The electric feeling went through my body again. It stopped again. I was almost out of breath.
"That's all you got?" I never should've said that. I felt something metal come across my cheek. Again and again, almost crushing all my teeth. "Do you fear death?" He asked again.
"No. I don't." I panted. I spat out blood.
"Very well. The pain you're about to feel, will haunt you even when you're dead."
"Go to hell, Executioner. You're not real." He gripped my throat and tilted my head to his,
"Where did you think I came from? Look at me boy, YOU. CAUSED THIS. YOU. MADE. ME." His grip tightened as I tried not to look. He let go as my eyes were about to close. He pulled out a blade and carved my cheeks, carving a smile from my ears.
"Please don't kill me. I'm begging you." He whimpered.
"All your sins. All the people's lives you've made hell. And now, you're gonna suffer for it." I spit blood in his face and he knocked me out. I woke up, hooked to 3 tubes. The same chemicals used in lethal injections. "Comfortable, Mason?" I was shaken with fear. "Yes."
"Now. Time for a taste of your medicine." He held a spoon. Oh shit. My eyes were scooped. So that was what he meant by medicine.
"Any last words, Mason Black?"
"I'm sorry."
"Not enough."
"I didn't mean to kill you. I took it too far. I finally realized. People like me don't belong in this world. I'm sorry."
"Emotional. But you. Are. Guilty." As I felt the chemicals coursing through my veins, my body began to fail. My life is over.
1 week later...
The Executioner's POV
This just in. The week long search for the body of Mason Black is officially over. The body was found by the river without its eyes and the chest scarred with the words, "I. Am. Him." As the autopsy is underway, this marks another mysterious murder. Also the murder of Black is connected to the double murder of Star and Jason Black, the couple found dead in their homes beheaded. Investigations are continuing.
Autopsy report - Mason Adam Black
Cause of death: lethal injection, eyes gouged out by usage of a spoon, teeth were probably shattered by a hammer. Truly the work of a psychotic killer.

Examination notes: it appears that the deceased was alive and tortured moments before his untimely death. The killer dragged his body to the lake to cover his tracks also placing him in a position to think that he drowned.

James Hargreaves [Medical Examiner]

The news of Mason's death spread like a storm. And I was relieved that this burden was lifted. Now to celebrate with another killing spree.
10 kills later...
"I. Am. Him." I whispered in a singsong tone. She hid in the closet as she feared the she was next. I opened the closet as she started kicking and thrashing while I slit her throat. "That was easy. Could've been worse." I burnt her body and made my way back to the mansion. I chuckled to myself, "This begins my adventure."

The end ?