Borderline of Stability (Creepypasta Story)

Chapter 1- Jinxed Turmoil

???POV.

I concentrated; my head, my strength, and my eyes on my freedom. Glaring at the sleeping guard with my sewn eyes and began to spider crawl closer to the bars. I took a small needle from my stringy raven hair and started picking at the lock. After a minute a small click came from the lock and I opened my cell quietly, slipping the small needle back in my hair and walked over to the guard. His distorted demon face did not scare me, nothing ever did. Unwrapping the sash from my neck I tied it around his wrists, then continued walking down the hall.

No one has ever mentioned an escape from the under realm, but I was going to be the first. My steps remained quiet when I snuck to the armory under the castles shadows. Zalgo had a castle for a home which is a convenient place for the over realm to send the trash like us. But I was not trash, soon they all will quiver under me, I am not a toy, I am a goddess. The armory was quite, dark, and much less crowded with weapons. Grabbing a hammer from the mix, I bashed the Demon bracelet off. A Demon bracelet caused any creepypasta to lose their powers if they had any, and for me i felt the dark magic flood through my body. Letting out a sigh in pleasure, i took the needle from my hair and shifted it back into its 3 foot size and stuck it into my back.

Noise erupted in the hall and i knew i had to act fast, most people don't know it but there was a secret room in Zalgo's room. Quickly i vanished into the shadows, turning into a shadow myself i ran to Zalgo's chambers. However, from the fear of being caught, i slipped into the room below Zalgo's. His artifact room, where all magical charms and supernatural items belonged. I looked around the artifacts until i found what i was looking for, the Enad Stone, or the Soul Stone. As i walked closer to it, the electric purple gem glowed, and it was hard to see, but get close enough and you could see a skull flying inside the gem. Quickly I grabbed it from its stand and held it in my hand.

"Put that back.." A voice growled and instantly anyone could tell, it was Zalgo. The lord of the under realm himself.

"It's been a long time Zalgo..." I rasped and looked over at him, holding the stone close to my chest. "How have you been? I've been really busy rotting, after you betrayed me."

"That was your own damn fault. And you fucking know it." Zalgo glared, but i kept my ground and simply waited to see what he would do. He took a step closer, but then stopped. As quick as you could blink he sent a fireball at me, but I made an escape into the shadows. I heard his shout and I quickly made my escape to the mortal ground. I reappeared onto the cool green grass, the cold fog making it hard to see anything around me. However I knew I was in the clear, it was time to cast the spell.

Third POV.

Slenderman was at home of course, working on training CP's and gathering information of any new possible CP's. It seemed like any other day to him, where to the point he was no longer surprised nor excited about anything. But today felt off, it was rare, but sometimes he gained visions in his sleep where something was horribly wrong. The thought was on his mind all day, a demonic laugh of a girl and the glow of a skull. It was a mere glimpse in his dream but still enough to give him a headache.
"Slender? Sir, are you alright?" Hoodie's voice rang, making Slender turn to look at him.

"Ah, Hoodie..Yes i am alright..." Slender sighed, rubbing the back of his head. "Any reports in the woods?"

Hoodie shook his head and under his hood, raised a brow to Slender's spaced out behavior. Nonetheless, Hoodie shrugged off the suspicion and cleared his throat to get his attention once more.

"There hasn't been any unusual sightings, should i call the proxies back?" Hoodie suggested, and walked off when Slender nodded.

Slender had entered his office not long after Hoodie left, and sat in his chair. The vision poisoned his mind and the girls laugh rang through his head.