The Proxy Trials...

CHAPTER 13 - Feeling Stalked

Emily's P.O.V.

I sighed and twisted my blue streaked hair into a tight bun . Vi and Dawn had left the knife-practice long ago and now went to try out the guns, which I knew I was hopeless at. All my other mates had long gone to do some other thing, or were with Slender Man trying to figure out how to control or read minds/charm/ I do't really give a fuck about what happens with Slender Man.

A knife whistled past - just inches away from my left ear. I gasped, and Jeff's laugh erupted from behind me. "Need any help?" I shook my head, speechless. I was told to back off, avoid him when I could. His name WAS Jeff the Killer, duh.

"You've hit everywhere except the target!" he said, thrusting his head in the direction where the knife was supposed to land. "I'm sure I can help with that. Don't worry if you flop during the Trials, I'll have to eat you before they can take you away..." I laughed then. "Seriously Jeff, If I had a badge for every time you make me smile - The girl scouts would be jealous." He smirked. "That's right darling, but If you don't improve on your killing methods, then Emily won't exactly make a very good Proxy." My heart thumped. If surviving meant we had to kill... I even considered death. Suddenly, I felt the bile raising up my throat and I just wanted to throw up. But instead I gave my Mentor a weak smile.

"Oh look, It's Jeff the Picker Onner, why don't you Pick On your Xandra then?" I asked, feeling way too miserable about the result of the Trials for the first time in my life. He rolled his eyes but he still held that expression - like he was punishing  a naughty child, (No other meanings when I say this, for those dirt minded peeps.) "No, I mean it Emily, you're a great girl and i think you have the potential to become a Creepypasta, and I'm NOT picking favourites here; If I was, the first person I'd be with would most probably be Xandra."

I stuck my tongue out at him and decided to have one last go. When Jeff turned away to help some other Selected, I picked at the chance to hurl a knife at the target. It barely hit the edge.

Axel's P.O.V.

What's your favourite game? Mine's called Following You All The Time Without You Knowing...

I sometimes make out with your shadow.xxxxxxxx

I made a Blood Painting dedicated to Axella De Le Mort

It'll only b right if i finish wat i started on u xxxxxxxx ;)

I had  had just about enough of this insolence. In the amount of time I used to switch my phone on and read a message - i'd probably already received about 14 messages  from Him. After I lashed out and beat up my phone, (That contained a lot of smashing and stomping and swearing.) I took a deep breath and cradled myself on the foot of my bed. He will never leave me be.

Dawn came in, tiger-hair wet, like seaweed as she abandoned the shower.

She was muttering a string of curses under her breath. I turned to face her, wiping my eyes fiercely. "What's up?" I asked as cheerfully as I could manage. She groaned and hoisted herself up onto her own bed, giving her hair a quick blowdry. (I bet I know what you thought that word said.)

"I think I have feelings for Eyeless Jack." She whispered solemnly. I twisted my face into what I hoped was surprise but I couldn't hold it, no way. I roared with knowing laughter. "WTF!!!!! Why are you laughing? This is serious!" She was REALLY angry now, her facial features poised into a mask of fury. I bit my lip, witholding more laughter. "No offence to that secret-keeping of yours, my Dee, but I think the whole WORLD knows you have the feelings for  Eyeless Jack." 

She threw a bunch of pillows at my face, but I dodged them with ease. "It's just his personality!" She sighed dreamily. "He's so damn cute, and he was the sweetest thing ever today!" Dee did the Dramatic Bed Flop and stared misty-eyed at the black floral ceiling. "After all that heavy work with the Guns, I ditched Ben and Jeff's groups and went over to see Jack's lessons. E.J. helped me sooo much with the knives - we were learning how to C4 a human, and -  " I cut her off by pretending to throw up. "That's disgusting, no offence to any of your weird hobbies." I leapt off the bed, pushing my eyepatch back in place.

We started chatting on both of our first days. It was strange that now we could look back to it, laughing about how terrified we were on a bunch of tests. But in reality, I was still terrified. Tomorrow was the First Trial, the First way to death. And on top of all that, HE was out there somewhere. Coming to find me.

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A/N: The stalker has returned, how's that going to turn out for Axel?! And Dawn has feelings for EJ? That won't turn out too good. Any ideas on who the stalker could be? hehe x byeee.

Hummus out.