Chapter 14- Zalgos' son

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Ashley's P.O.V

"What do you mean Zalgos' son? That was just Brandon," I said as we ran full speed to Slender man. Jeff wouldn't answer back, his eyes were full of fear.

 We soon got to Slender man, who was sitting in the living room with the rest of the creepypastas.

Slender man's P.O.V

I knew he was here. But it shouldn't be possible. We were able to force him into the mortal world. We had to. His mind was corrupted by his father.

"I know you all must have heard the news," I started out," we must not be alarmed. We have defeated him once,we can do it again."

"How is it possible?! He was sent to the mortal world," Hoody said in a panic voice.

"It is possible, but it was very unlikely," I started out," Now that he is here we must stop him from awakening. We have been able to stop this early."

Ashley's P.O.V

I absorbed all this information at once. Hearing all this, made me think. It can't be! He would never.

"Wait! Are you guys saying that Brandon is Zalgo's son?!" I exclaimed. Confusion controlled my body. Brandon was my best friend and ex-crush. I know he could never be evil.

"Ashley, please understand that our world is truly different than yours," Slender man said calmly. Hearing the words that I feared, I ran away. I ran out to the backyard where the outer woods were. I soon found a lake were I could calm down. Sitting at the edge of the lake, I started to cry out of confusion and fear.

No, please don't be the truth. He can't be evil. He is my best friend. I trust him with my life!

I continued to freak out. I heard twigs snap around me. Looking up, I see through my tears a tall, slender figure. Violet looked down to me.

"Oh, Ashley, it will be okay," she said. I broke down into stronger sobs. She sat next to me and held me.

"I know it will all work out. Brandon is a strong pure hearted boy. He can suppress the evil deep with in. I may not share all the human emotions or thoughts, but I can tell you I experience fear and confusion," She said in a soothing voice. I looked up to her. She, the daughter of the most feared monster, was afraid. I smiled up to her.

"Thank you so much," I said to her sincerely.

Who knew Violet could be so compassionate.

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