y/n pov
I woke up in a strange room, I was tied to a chair, I was gagged so I couldn't talk, I looked around to try and see where I was, the room was all made of cement, it was pretty much empty except for a table. I heard the door open and a man walked in, he had dirty blond hair and he was an average size, he had a twisted look in his eye as he looked at me.
"Such a pretty kitty I've found myself," He laughed, he tried to touch my face but I flinched away, he smiled creepily, I wasn't scared, after all, I was already dead, I can't die again, can I? He pulled something out of his pocket, it was a knife, I started remembering all the things my father did to me, fear started filling me, the man lifted my goggles off my head and saw my eyeless socket, "Looks like someones already gotten to you before," I growled lowly trying not to show fear, he tossed my goggles onto the table, he put the knife onto my cheek and ran it along forming a cut. He did this a few more times on my arms and torso, by the time he was done I was covered in my own blood, he grabbed me off the chair and tied me to the table, "Now for some real fun," he chuckled, he grabbed the bottom of my shirt and started trying to remove it, I struggled to try to kick him away, I couldn't move too well though considering I was tied down. He seemed to be getting annoyed by my struggling and he pulled the knife out again, "Are you sure you wanna keep fighting me, kitty," I could see my father in the man's eyes, I tried to hold it back but tears started flowing from my eyes, I was terrified. The blade cut along my skin and more tears streamed down. From behind the man, I saw a blue mist that was forming out of nowhere, it got very thick to the point where I couldn't see through it, it cleared swiftly and I saw a boy, his hair a light blue, he had strange blue markings on his face, he wore a black tuxedo with a blue tie, he stood there his arms crossed."Excuse me, sir," The boy said, his voice was smooth and deep, the man turned to look at him.
"Who the hell are you, and how the hell did you get in here?" The man asked.
"Neither of those questions is relevant to the topic, but I will have to ask you kindly to untie that girl and let her go," The boy said, he had no fear what so ever, he seemed incredibly calm."Hah, and who are you to tell me what to do," The man laughed.
"Why does everyone always ask that..." The boy sighed quietly, "Look who I am is none of your concern, what you should be concerned about is that if you don't let her go now, I will be forced to take matters into my own hands, and trust me... you don't want that," The boy said.
"Pff- I could take you easily," The man said "I'm armed your not," He said gesturing to the knife.
"And I'm immortal, so you can't kill me," The boy sighed.
"Suuuuuuuure," The man said disbelievingly.
"Alright you asked for it," The boy said, he suddenly was behind the man, he punched the man in the back and I heard a very satisfying crack. The man groaned in pain and turned with a left hook toward to boy, the boy ducked down like it was nothing and punched the man in the gut causing him to bend over grabbing his gut. The boy stood up and grabbed the mans head, the boy lifted his leg a bit and bashed the man's head into his knee, he then picked the man up over his shoulder only to bash him onto the ground back first. The man laid there still, he was still breathing but very injured, "Why can't anybody just listen..." The boy mumbled staring at the man.
"Mrph," I tried to speak but the gag didn't let me.
"Oh right, my apologize," The boy started untieing me and he removed my gag.
"Who are you?" I asked as he untied my hands.
"My name is Death, but if you plan on talking about me to others you will refer to me as Damien," The boy said as he tossed the rope to the side.
"Alright, what are you?" I asked as I started untieing my legs.
"That's a question that cannot be answered, not because I don't know the answer just... the answer is incoherent," The boy started, "Let's just say I'm everything and nothing, I have been here since the beginning,"
"Wow... so your god?" I asked.
"Heh, far from it, more like god and satan mixed together, I'm the balance between good and evil," He said.
"Why did you save me?" I asked.
"That man would have killed you after he raped you, and it's not your time yet, so, therefore, I had to save you, I protect everyone, but when it is someone's time to go I kill them, that's my job, as well as much more," The boy said.
"But I died already before, why didn't you save me then?" I asked.
"Because the slender man was gonna revive you, and I knew that," He said.
"Couldn't slender have just revived me again?" I asked.
"No, it wouldn't work a second time," He said.
"How do you know that?"
"Because I know everything, I know everything about this universe, I can see into the future, for example, when I bring you back to the slender mansion, Jeff will try to attack me because he will think I kidnapped you," Death said, I stared at him in disbelief, "Anyway let's get going, Jeff is worried about you,"
"O...Okey..." I said we started off toward the mansion, I saw the mansion coming into view, suddenly Death moved away from me and I looked at him confused, Jeff came falling down and he landed right were Death had been standing, Jeff started swinging his knife at Death, although Death was dogging him like it was nothing, "Jeff calm down, he saved me," I said.
"WHAT?!?!" Jeff said.
"I was kidnapped and almost raped, but he saved me," I said.
"oh.. uh... thank you... I guess," Jeff said.
"I'm just doing my job, well I have things to do, so if you will excuse me I will be on my way," Death said, suddenly blue mist formed around him when it cleared he was gone.
"That guys weird," Jeff said.
"Why did you attack him?" I asked I remembered death said Jeff would attack him because he thought he kidnapped me.
"I thought he had kidnapped you..." Jeff said.
"Oh, well no he didn't," I said, I got closer to Jeff and he hugged me after awhile we went inside the mansion. I told everybody what had happened, and how death saved me, of course, due to his request I called him Damien.
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