*Hi! So this is going to be Sylv's backstory. The last chapter was Stealth's backstory. If you have a soft stomach and don't like blood don't read this unless you are a daring person that has a soft stomach. Well anyway let's get on to this!
(Sylv's point of view, now time)
My best friend Aria and I were just telling our backstories. She had just got done with hers so I guess it's my turn now. I hope she doesn't hate me after this......
(Younger Sylv) *in the middle of the argument that their parents were having in Stealth's backstory*
"Mom stop!!!!" I screamed St the top of my four year old lungs. They didn't stop fighting though, it made me scared. "Go into the other room please honey." My mother told me, I didn't do it. I was sick and tired of them arguing. I had to make them stop, I heard from my sister that our dad was a alcoholic, meaning that he was addicted to alcohol. My dad was drunk at the time of the argument, I had to stop him before he was going to hit my mother over the head with the bottle. I ran over and he picked me up, starting to strangle me. I gasped for air but I knew that I had to get out of this. I bit my dad's arm so hard it bled. I even tore a but of his skin off and spat it out onto the ground. I then ran with my older sister to her room, my father screaming in pain downstairs. "That was amazing! Your protected yourself from dad!" My sister said to me while we were in our bedroom. "I had to protect myself. Or else I would've died." I said back to her. Our parents eventually stopped fighting and our dad slept on the couch. I was glad I hurt him........
(A few years later, after the moving)
"We're home!" I screamed with my sister. She was ten while I was nine. We had just moved to Denver Colorado from our other home Tokyo Japan. We met a couple friends today, they were brother and sister. Their names were Toby and Aria. I was shy while my sister was outgoing in the conversation. I think the only thing I said was hi. But anyway we got home and we did our chores. Our little brother Carman was trying to help us, he was the best little brother anyone could have. After about five minutes we got done with our chores. We had to check on our mom every once in a while because she has been really sick lately, it's probably from all the alcohol that our dad has been drinking and him beating her so much. The last time that happened my sister Sylvia had to get in the way. I held our little brother who was only two at the time close to my chest to make sure he wasn't going to hear the argument. Even though my sister did get hurt from my dad throwing her to the ground she got up and grabbed his head and kneed it. Sylvia was a strong girl, anyone who was being bullied at school she would teach the bully a lesson. I would cheer her on of course. We were both really strong because we had classes in Japan that would teach us to protect ourselves.........and kill. I only killed two people because I wasn't used to it. Sylvia killed five people though. Our parents never knew we had that class, and I'm happy that they didn't know. Sylvia had just opened the door to our moms bedroom where she was asleep. It turns out that our dad had best her again last night, so our mom was still bleeding. I was like the nurse of the family, so I was usually the one to check our moms pulse just in case. I felt where our moms pulse was, and it was still there luckily. I told Sylvia that she was ok and we left the room. After that we did our homework and watched TV.
(The beating)
A couple days later we came home. Our mom was better enough for her to actually go places. Our mom was at the store when we came home but we had our own spare key. We got into the house and started to do our after school chores. When we got done we heard a car pull into the driveway.....we knew it was dad. Carman saw the look on our faces and he got scared, knowing what was going on. We ran up to our room and we locked the door. "Come here ya dumba** b*tches!!!!!" Our dad screamed while he opened the from door to the house. "Not going to come our huh? Well I guess it's punishing time for you!" He screamed again and we could hear his footsteps walking to the kitchen, "he's got a knife" I heard Sylvia whisper in my ear. I looked at her then at the door when it got kicked down. Our room wasn't that big so we didn't have much space to run. I saw in the doorway was our father holding a knife while having the most angry face he has ever had. I instantly got scared from this and I held my brother. He then charged at Sylvia, I made a quick move and tackled my dad from the side. Even though he threw me off of him Sylvia was able to get up. He charged at her again and he tackled her, cutting and slicing at her with the knife that he had in his hand. I would have tried to get him off of Sylvia but I was parilized completely not able to move. I watched as he put the tip of the blade on the outside of Sylvia's right eye. He whispered something to her but I couldn't recognize what he said. He then started to gouge out her right eye. Blood was pouring out of the socket when he was done. He pulled out the eye with his own hand and threw it across the room. He got off of her and he charged at me. Me being parilized got tackled. He lifted up the knife holding it with both hands and tried to stab me in the head with it. I got knocked out of being parilized and grabbed his wrists trying to get the knife away from my head. While I still had time I kicked him where the sun don't shine and scrambled away as quickly as I could. I went next to my sister and tried to wake her up, I took me a bit but I got her to open her eye a bit. There was blood still coming out of the eye that was gouged out. Right as she opened her eyes I got tackled by my dad again but this time he stabbed me in the chest. I felt the blade go in and out of my chest while he stabbed me repeatedly. I was running out of air and I could see blood going everywhere. I knew I was going to die, the last thing I saw was my little brother screaming for mom and then seeing our mom run in and see mine and Sylvias bodies laying there dieing. Our dad had jumped out the window when our mom came home. I was about to say goodbye....but it was too late. The darkness had consumed me.
(The afterlife)
I woke up and looked to the side to see my sister looking straight back at me. I heard a deep voice and I looked over to see a devil with mouths all over him, he then shrunk to a human males height and he actually looked like a human. He then told us that we were in his realm, my sister screamed for him to let us out of here and he said that he would resurrect us but we would have a demon inside of us. Me and my sister agreed and he resurrected us.
(Waking up)
I woke up and I looked around to see a big forest. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. I felt really energetic for some reason. I looked at my body and I looked like a seventeen year old! 'Was I sleeping for that long?' I thought. I didn't think about it, I stood up and wiped all the leaves off me. It looks like it's autumn now. I then saw my sister starting to wake up. I told her good morning and she got up. She looked like an eighteen years old. And we were both much taller than the last time I checked. We didn't mind though. She wiped the leaves off her and we started running through the woods. After about ten minutes of running we came across four katanas. Sylvia took the ones that were glowing a dark dark red and I took the ones that were glowing a dark dark blue. We then started running again and we came across our old neighborhood.....or at least what used to be our old neighborhood. The whole neighborhood was burning down! Sylvia and I ran away from the sight when we saw police men there. We kept on running until we saw a mansion. Sylvia knocked on the door and the one and only Slenderman answered the door. I looked up at him and he looked down at me. Even though he didn't have a face at all it was like it spoke to me. "My, my. It's nice to see you two again." Again? I have never seen him before what does he mean by again!? "Uh....hi sir. I don't think I have ever seen you before. Sorry" I said to him. "You haven't seen me before....but I have seen you before. That is why Sylvia was puking up blood when she was young. Whenever I stalk someone lots of things happen to them. Sylvia got the symptom of puking up blood. So I have seen you both before." I was shocked. I could tell Sylvia was too. I rubbed off my shock. "Can we come in?" I asked. "Oh sure. Sorry, come in ladies." Slenderman greeted us politely. We went in and we saw a beautiful and very clean mansion. "I saw that you had killed a few people before and I was wondering if you would like to be one of my Proxies. Would you?" He asked us. "Well sure I guess." I said and Sylvia just nodded. "Well then hold out your wrist." I did as he said and held out my wrist. "Now this may hurt a bit. I will be doing the same thing to Sylvia after you ok?" I nodded and I closed my eyes as I felt a pain rush through my wrist. A few seconds later I opened my eyes and looked at my wrist. It had a circle and a x through it. Slenderman did the same thing to Sylvia and he said that it was the mark that shows that we are now his Proxies. "Why don't you make yourself at home. This is your home now, I hope you like it here. I will have you meet the others another time. Ok?" Sylvia and I nodded and we went to watch TV.
*Alright so there is Sylv's backstory! Sorry that it was longer than Stealth's backstory. If you want me to add anything to Stealth's backstory I can but it will be in a different chapter. This was so long to write probably about an hour. But that's probably because I am on a phone and I only have my thumbs to type. Well anyway I will see you in the next chapter!! Bu-bye!*
(This was 1997 words!)
