Masky x Blind Reader (Continued)

Chapter 6. His Teachings

Slenderman has been helping me a lot. I have learned so much. I have even started hitting moving objects and I've become quite proud of myself. Everything has gone smoothly. After lessens I go home and shower and eat and joke around with the creepypasta. The mansion is pretty easy to get attached to. I still don't know how I have come to posses this power, I guess some things just happen. This so happens to be one of the weirdest things to have happen. I am with slender man who is currently showing me how to channel the electricity. Instead of using it just as so, I can use it in my own way. For example, I am currently using it as a weapon. He will show me how to balance the electricity on one finger and maybe even use it with my feet like echo location. I can do a lot with this, but its still limited. After this training is over I will end out at the mansion to train with Jeff. Its just kind of a routine. I hold my hand still and slender draws a circle with his finger. "Focus here. When you channel the energy focus on this point. Then try and redirect it and imagine a ball of lightning in your palm. I will be your eyes..." he says. I then see myself again. Telepathy, yeah, got it. I see the electricity starting to manifest and I focus harder. The pure energy draws to my palm but it feels like it's...wobbly? There is a small burst and I am almost thrown back. It was only my first try...so I can't be too disappointed. I sigh and start again. "Damn..." I whisper.

Its been hours and I keep getting the same result. The time goes by so fast, and my hand is starting to feel like a nail that been beat with a hammer. I wince at the pain as my last attempt left me bloody. I feel a hand on my shoulder, "come child, we shall return home to get you bandaged." says slender man. "Alright..." I reply with a nod.
We arrive back at the mansion and I can hear Jeff almost immediatly, "(y/n)! What happened to your hand?" I sigh,
"Just a scratch...that's all," I say. Jeff grabs my hand, " we have got to get this treated...or, if it gets infected I can cut it off!" he starts doing his crazy thing. Jeff gets a bit crazy sometimes.
I pull my hand away from Jeff and give him the evil eye. Takes me a second to remember I was wearing a mask. I turn to the house and start walking, " thank you but I would like to keep my hand," I mumble. I hear Jeff snicker behind me. I open the door and smoke fills the room. "Look who's back..." masky's gruff voice sounds. "Shut up masky. Like you have room to talk. " I spit. He remains silent for a few seconds. It takes me a second before I realise that that sentence made it sound like... I missed him or something. I feel my face heat up and I turn Away to walk towards the bathroom. My heart hasn't beat this fast since...

"hey jackson! Look what I made!" I say running towards the figure in front of me. "Wow! That's really good! Did mom help you?" I nod at the last part. "Yeah but I did most of it myself!" I add. "(Y/n)....thank you. This is the best birthday cake I have ever seen." Jackson giggles. I feel my heart rate go up and my cheeks go hot. Jackson had pulled back my hair with one hand while holding his cake in the other. He leaned forward and planted a kiss on my forehead. "I love it. And you too ok?" he says. I swear I smiled bigger than the Grinch that day.

I reach for the bathroom door when someone goes past me. The smell of smoke that had faded is now strong. Masky opens the bathroom door and shoves me in. "Hey!" I yell. "Shut up..." he replies and picks up my wrist. He takes a close look at the burned skin and the cuts. "What exactly....are you and slender doing?" he asks. I pull my arm away, "noneya" I say. "Noneya?" he asks. "Yeah. None a ya business asshole." I spat. He grabbed both my wrist and shoved me into the wall, "the name is masky. And for your information the only reason I haven't killed you yet is because slender says there is something about you. Something different. So shut your mouth and let me... Help you." he hesitates on the last few words. I was scared but I didn't want to show it.
I avert my eyes from him. Although I may be blind the electric energy from him is nauseating. Its not the normal shade of blue, more like a dark black. He was furious. I couldn't bare the sight of the wispy smoke. Slowly I feel his grip loosen, then he lets me go, I let my arms fall to my sides. I hiss at the pain in my hand, it wasn't fair. "...Jackson...I'm sorry...." I whisper. I hold out my hand to masky who takes it with a yank. "How did this happen?" he asks. "Electricity. Part of my training went wrong. But its fi-" I was cut off, "its not fine (y/n)! Look at this." he holds my hand up to my face. I pretend I can see it and look away in shame. Masky sighs, "why do you care? Besides...you said it yourself you were dying to kill me..." I glare at him. I can feel my temper rising inside of me. If I don't calm down...I could kill him... I breathe in and out trying to calm myself. "Slender....please?" I ask. Masky gasps as Slender man teleports behind him, "come on timothy. Let the child tend to him/herself." he says. Masky growls but complies.
Once I have cleaned the wound and bandaged it I put everything away. I have this nagging feeling that there was something up with masky. At first he was threatening and next he was almost dying to help. I just can't figure him out. I make my way down to the living room where Ben sits on the couch. "Hey (y/n)! Wanna play?" the cheery glitchy voice comes through. I shake my head, "nah. Maybe some other time." I lied a little. I would never be able to play, even with my gift I can only see the energy of the tv...not what is on the screen. The glitchy nuisance in front of me shrugs and goes back to gaming. I turn towards the kitchen but before I can take a step I get the feeling to run. I turn and make my way up the stairs barely avoiding masky. He was in the kitchen, I know because he walked out not two seconds after I made it to the top of the stairs. I walk to my room and open the door. I walk in and shut the door behind me rushing to my bed and plopping down. Screw this, from now on masky is my sworn enemy...

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