Ben x Jeff ( Rewrite)

Part Seven

The mansion grew quite, not a single arguement or clatter could be heard. Most of the creepypasta left to adventure to an up coming party in the human world, and others with a large role went to investigate on Zaglo's movements.

Slenderman still had no clue how Jeff could have made it out of his old friends domain, and thanked the unknown for allowing it. His eyes never left the human's pale face. It was relaxed and frozen in time. The killer never moved, not once since he was found. The coma gripped to Jeff's body in a death squeeze. SlenderMan knew he could have done something, but these had been Jeffery's actions. Jeff knew that, and Slenderman could recall the thoughts of an intelligent being. However, a war was about to start. And, Slenderman knew Jeff was his most relatable alliance. At the same time, Jeff was only human and gave such actions that Slenderman needed.

" Sir," Slenderman turned his gaze from Jeff to Masky, who stood by the door," we captured Dark Link and Jane. I'm scared that one of the three escaped." The tall being, leader of his subjects, nodded sternly and left with his proxy at his side, not sparing a glance behind.

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Ben woke up from the unknown grasping him in his dreams. His breath hitched heavily, and slowly it calmed down. His red eyes never left the ceiling of the unfamiliar colored room. He had no plan to move them either.

Ben wanted everything to be a dream, and sometimes he could feel himself be confused if they actually was. However, he knew. He didnt want to know, but Ben knew. He knew Jeff left, and might never return. As in might, he might be found dead. Everything was crashing on him. Every single thing he had done in his life with the black haired killer, spoke heavily in guilt and pain. Tears, again, perked in the corner of his eyes. They flowed quickly down the sides of his eyes and onto the bed spread. He couldn't care what happened to him.

" Are you in pain, child?," a female voice spoke through a sigh of concern. Ben slowly turned his head, his eyes drowned of any emotion. He wasnt even surprised when he seen a charcoal black lady sitting on a desk, her leg pooped on the other in a cocky way. One couldn't tell if the lady wore very tight cloths or none at all." Wouldn't it be better if those memories never existed?" She sneered with slight anger. Her red eyes perked behind her long, spiked black hair. Ben couldn't see anything but a sillorett of a human being. However, the red, decieving eyes spoke something different.

The water entity did not bother to answer. He didnt care no more. Therefore, he brought his dull eyes back towards the ceiling.

" Poor child," the voice changed to that of pity, and she brought her body beside the boy. It curled closely to his numb side, even intertwining legs with him." Lost in the void of pain," she whispered, the voice catching a shiver or two from the blond.

" What do you want?" Ben growled horsely, his anger finally deeping in his chest. The physical contact was the thing that snapped him, and his water lashed out beside him. His eyes trailed as his water did. He watched the girl vanish in black mist. It swirled back to the desk, where she was formed again. She giggled and crossed her legs again.

" Oh, honey," she opened her close eyes to have those smoky red eyes stare at him again," I'm trying to help you." Ben growled heavily, his throat sore and horse.

" Why?" He finally stood from the bed in hurried movements.

" I am a spirit attached to the broken," she answered with a smirk," I can fix you." Ben's eyes widened and his defensive posture loosened.

" Fix?" He froze, his mind running. Ben wanted to feel normal again. He wanted Jeff to be normal again. If it hadn't been because of Ben, Jeff wouldn't have been caught. The fairy like creature, who's wings finally got recognized by Ben, flew from the desk and swirled around Ben, stopping at his back and bending over in mid air to hold his shoulder.