Ben x Jeff ( Rewrite)

Part Five

Author Note: This story line is going to have the same plot as the old, poorly written fanfiction. However, as you can tell there is going to be alot of changes and new conflicts. Not only am I entering more ideas and plot twists, I am setting myself a goal for each chapter. Taking Part One from the old story, I decided to make it longer and at least 4000 words{ - Part Four have actually been almost 4000, but not quite and I feel disappointed in myself.}. I appreciate the long term readers who have red my old fanfiction and still stick with me til today. Its amazing how many years had passed, and yet I have those loyal readers. I feel blessed to have found myself being courage to write everyday, so thank you. Don't think you new readers out there won't get love from me! I love every reader with complete respect. And, I thank you to every last one of you readers. I consider every comment, views, and votes to heart. Thank You!

Masky rushed down the halls of Slender mansion in great hurry that it could even rival his master. The man vanished down to the still black door that once scared him. He slammed the door open, almost knocking it off it's own hinges.

" Master! Ben had disappeared from his room!" The yell from Masky held worry and possible anger. The man seated in his chair dived in Masky's thoughts, and he too felt similar on the worried end. But only because he knew. He knew that long ago Zalgo had invented a new way to enter the snow white man's territory with out his knowledge. The tall creature stood, and with no words vanished in thin sight. Masky widely stared at the empty chair, fazed by his leader's quickness that he rarely saw. Nonetheless, the man turned on his heals and went out to help his leader on his search.

SlenderMan appeared in split seconds all over his land, searching for any thoughts of Ben's that could lead him to the suffering boy. He hoped of the boy's safeness, using his abilities to gain speed from his search.

I... don't want to die

The voice was faint in SlenerMan's mind, but he could still tell of Ben's distress and pain in his voice. Anger rose in his chest, and the being pinpointed the area of the message in a blink of an eye. He appeared under the water of the lake, wrapped his tentacles around the boy, and pulled the elf from his restrains. Out of the water they appeared, the powerful being placing Ben softly to the ground. The elf gagged on the water and trembled fearfully. His insides felt like they had been doused in gasoline and set a flame as he clinched his stomach to try to ease the pain in any way. He rolled to his side, a dispel of liters upon liters of black water storming from his mouth.

" Take it easy," Slender's smooth voice only scared the elf more, causing him to gag and up roar harsh coughs. The man understanding that words did not calm the boy, looked into the lake swirling with black mist. Of course, SlenderMan thought. The water held evidence of dark powers, and the only one to hold such a nasty and evil power had to have been Zalgo.

The minutes passed, and Ben had still been heaving heavily. His insides had calmed, but a present stinging in his chest. Even if the pain had decreased, the level of emotional damage screamed loudly. SlenderMan watched this, listening to the crowded thoughts of Ben. It had been the second time he couldn't perfectly read Ben's thoughts. And, this was the first time he ever met the blonde. Nonetheless, all he would catch was 'why' over a 'how', or even 'kill' over 'weak', but the thoughts was so much of a mess that SlenderMan could not decode them. He watched the elf's body began to shake once more, and he held his hands over her ears. The breath of the boy quickened and hitched. SlenderMan knew of the signs Ben shown. Before the blonde could worsen his panic attack, the tall man wrapped Ben in one of his tentacles and allowed dusty magic to explore the lad's body. Ben's eyes instantly fluttered shut and his body calmed completely limp. No thoughts could have been spared by the blonde, as they had completely numbed mid sentence. The man that watched the process with relieaf had appeared in his very own mansion in seconds. He did not intend on lingering in the room, but the eyeless man had caught his attention. Eyeless Jack could not speak, or rather he had nothing to say. He stared at the god like being holding his friend. Guilt and worry mixed in his already confused mind, but boy could he not express it as his body stayed still.