Slenderman: The Man Who Saved Me (A Slenderman's Daughter FanFic)

Chapter 1

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Kiba's P.O.V.

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They say being little has its perks, but I never saw why for me. I was a 2nd grader at my elementary school. It was at the end of the school day and I wanted to go home as soon as I could, to avoid the bullies at my school, but I also didn't want to go to my home. I had the worst life there. My parents never seemed to care about me, they drank, cursed, and beat on me. But I had no other place to run, because the bullies I mentioned, was a group of 5th graders that have picked on me and beat me up ever since I was in kindergarten. I didn't like the place we lived at either. We lived close to the woods. The bell rang and I quickly ran to my cubby to grab my bag and my stuffed black wolf I named Night. I always had him with me, and if he wasn't with me I would go crazy looking for him.

When I left the class room, I was walking to the woods that lead to my house. I always walked in the woods whenever I feel afraid of the girls that picked on me, but there where stories of a monster that lived there. They say that he eats children and anyone else who ventured too far in. I was so lost in thought of the stories when I heard a familiar voice ring in my ears. "Oh Keebee!" The voice, high pitched and scratchy called. It was the voice of Sharon; the girl who picked and beat on me since I first came to this school.

"Going so soon? We where just about to have fun." One of Sharon's friends, Lizzy, said as all three girls started advancing to me. All three girls, Sharon, Lizzy, and Tammy where staring me down. I knew I was no match for them, so I held onto Night as tight as I could and ran into the woods. I thought that if they heard the stories of the monster in the woods as well, they wouldn't follow me. But I was wrong; the girls where close behind me, laughing evilly.

I was running as fast and as deep into the woods as I could go. I felt a chill go down my back, like someone was watching our chase. Was the monster watching me? I was thinking so hard that I wasn't watching where I was going. I tripped on a root and Night flew out of my hands and onto the ground. I tried to get up and brush off his fur but I was pinned by Tammy. She had me still laying on my front and bent my arms behind my back so I couldn't fight back. "Get off of me!!" I yelled hoping someone, anyone would hear. I didn't care who, as long as they got away. "Hey Kiba, is this your precious Night? Your wolf?" Sharon asked holding him by his tail and grinning showing her braces covered teeth. "Don't hold him like that. He doesn't like it!" I yelled. She didn't listen.

"Hey I have an idea." She laughed as she and Lizzy began to rip him apart. "NO!!!!!" I yelled and began to cry, and wiggle around as best as I could to get Tammy off of me so I could save Night. "Shut up you crybaby!" Tammy said as she began to punch my back and the side of my face. It hurt and that made me cry even more. I could feel myself blacking out from the punches. The pain was near to unbearable. I looked up and saw a dark shadow in the trees, but I passed out before I could make out what it was.

I woke up still in the dirt covered in twigs and leaves. I looked up and saw Night was torn to shreds on the ground. I crawled over to where he was. I felt the silent tears streaming down my cheeks, and the feeling of being watched was all around me. I looked around but saw I was alone in the woods. The girls left, so there wasn't anyone to see or hear me cry. I winced at the pain at my sides and my face as I struggled to stand up. I felt a feeling of tendrils around my waist as I stood up. I looked and saw that they were gone. I wiped off my tears and picked up what I could of all Night's fuzz and his hide that was scattered around the forest floor. I then began to walk home: with the cold presence of someone right behind me.

Later I was in front of my house, still crying and holding what was left of Night. I walked inside and my Daddy was the only one who was there. "Kiba! Get your ass over here and get Daddy another beer!" I hated that my Mommy and Daddy drank. They were monsters and I was always afraid of them. But no matter what; they where my parents, and I had to do what they said. I walked into the kitchen and put Night on the table. Daddy looked at me. "Stop crying, about your stupid wolf!" Daddy yelled with his drunk voice. I wiped off my tears so he couldn't see how hurt I was, then walked over to the fridge and got what my Daddy asked for. I even opened it for him because he was already drunk. "Did I ask you to open it?!" Daddy yelled at me then hit me with the back of his hand were a bump was already forming.

I ran to the table with silent tears in my eyes as Daddy began to drink again.

I grabbed Night and I silently cried while I was running into my room. I slammed my door shut and locked it. Turning on my light, I put Night on my desk and looked at myself in my mirror. I could see all of my scratches and bruises forming on my face. I lifted my black shirt and looked at my back as best as I could. Bruises all over, I looked like a soccer ball. I sat on my bed as I put my shirt down. I sat up for a few minuets and I fell onto my pillow. I began to cry into my pillow. Every sob I had and every tear I felt, was all my pain entering and leaving my body. As I buried my face in my pillow and cried, I felt what I thought was a hand on my head. The touch was warm, calming and the hand itself felt bony and thin. The hand was rubbing my head, brushing my hair even. I fell asleep after a while of the hand brushing my head and hair. it felt nice, but the feeling I had back in the forest was back. The feeling that I was being watched.

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Slenderman's P.O.V

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I had been watching this family that was by my woods ever since their daughter was born six years ago. She was six years old by now and I loved to have children her age come into my woods for me to feed. But something was different about her. I remember she always walked on the edge of the woods when she walked home. She always was afraid as well, but she still moved on. This girl also had a stuffed object with her all the time. I wondered why. These girls I also saw, picked on her, beat her, hurt her and her favorite stuffed animal. I never understood why human children carried stuffed animals with them everywhere, I guess it was to comfort themselves.

One day as the young girl, Kiba as I know, was walking out of her school with her stuffed wolf, the girls began to chase her into my woods. I sat behind the trees and watched them chase her deeper into my woods. I could smell the fear coming from Kiba. I followed the girls as they chased Kiba deeper into the woods. I saw her trip and have her wolf launched out of her hands and fell onto the ground. The other girls began then to hurt her and rip her wolf apart. I heard her cry and scream for them to stop.

I stood there watching this happen, even noticing that Kiba saw me but passed out before I could do anything.

Once the girls stopped beating her up and ripping the wolf apart, they left. Kiba woke up a few moments after the girls left. She crawled over to her torn up wolf and began to cry. I know I am suppose to kill her, but something about her told me not to. I helped Kiba standup by wrapping one of my tendrils around her waist. She looked at her waist and I pulled my tendril away. I didn't want her to see me just yet. She picked up the shreds of her stuffed wolf before returning to her walk home. I decided to stay close to her, watching her, and seeing what I could find out of her.

I waited at the edge of the forest once she reached her house. I could still feel her pain, emotional and physical from what had happened. She was hurt, bleeding, and bruised. I noticed she ran into her room on the second floor. I stretched up to see her in her bedroom window. She crawled into bed and sat up for a few minuets before falling onto her pillow crying. I teleported into her room. Her cries where soft but saddening to hear, even for me. I could sense the presence of adults in the house. I knew though that they where alcoholics and were passed out drunk by now, so there was no one to comfort her. I sighed and sat on the bed with her. I placed my hand on her head, rubbing her gently so that she could calm down then rest and sleep. She whimpered and cuddled with her pillow. I rolled her onto her back and covered her with the blankets. Once she was settled in, I took her stuffed wolf and the fuzz that was with it on her nightstand. I looked at it for a second and decided that I would fix it for her.

I teleported to my mansion and grabbed my sewing kit that I used for my suits if ever they had tears in them. I sat down at my desk and began to work on the stuffed animal.

A few hours had passed and I was finished. Teleporting back into Kiba's room I placed the wolf down back on the nightstand. Thoughts where racing in my head about this. She was only six and I was a Creepypasta, but I knew that I had to watch over her. Considering her family and the girls at her school. I left a note next to the wolf as I left the room. I was back in the woods, wondering about what I did.

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Hey guys! Me in the WAY future with this chapter. I decided to add the Black Butler theme from the first season (English full of corse) because when I listened to it I couldn't help but think that it fit as a theme for the story if it was ever animated.

Ok enjoy and even the readers that haven't read it yet :)