Magic of the Created Lands ~ VenturianTale, Fallout and G-Mod

Chapter 4

A young girl of about 9 or 10 years jumped up from where she was lying on the floor. This wasn't where she was meant to be! Where was Father? She patted her belt. The gun was gone too! Where was her gun?! Her father had literally given it to her just yesterday.

The girl blinked. She saw movement. Something...green.

She felt around her belt for her BB gun her father had given her just yesterday for her birthday. Pulling it out, she held it shakily in front of her. She couldn't use it well, but it was something. Venturian had said she couldn't hit a barn. Well she'd show him. If he was still there...somehow, she didn't think he was.

The small girl looked at her surroundings. It was the first time nothing was...familiar. It was an old school gym with a thing called a basketball hoop, as her textbook had told her.

She felt a movement, this time from behind her. She quickly turned, fumbling with her gun. Nothing.

"He-hello?"

Nothing.

"I know...I know you're there!"

Just then, she saw a man in a business suit appear in front of her. The horrid thing about it, however, wasn't the hideous Christmas themed tie he - or it - was wearing, but the fact his face was completely smooth, with ridges where the eyes and nose should be.

She heard a piano chord, and the figure moved once again towards her. She pointed her gun at it and fired.

Not really to her surprise, nothing happened.

The girl's mind went into overdrive. Maths, Physics, Quadratics, History, Geography, all now useless. She had nothing but her gun and her new pip boy.

Desperately, she fired again, but she was starting to see statics. The white noise became louder and louder. She saw tentacles sprout from the thing's back.

She closed her eyes and waited.

Nothing.

Why was everything always nothing here?

"But Slendy, it's my turn!"

"It's no one's turn! The Principal said to check before killing anyone within the school boundaries!"

She slowly looked up. A green leprechaun type thing was directly in front of her. It seemed to be arguing with a skeleton thing with entwined holly in its ribs, a guy holding a knife with a wrapped up handle and Christmas tie from earlier.

"Check her then! She seems like a wimp to me though. You're wasting your time."

The leprechaun turned with a jingle from a bell at the top of his hat, and now she noticed, his elvish shoes that seemed to be plastered to some sort of pedestal.

"Who are you, who dares to enter the darkest of schools, the Creepypasta High?"

"Uhh..." She knew she'd need a convincing story. Maybe if she told the truth? Logically it was easier for her, and she hated lying, "I'm Cywren Caster from Vault 101 in the Wasteland."

"Well, she's not lying..." Christmas tie said, though she didn't know how. His face was completely plastered over, "But how do you define yourself as a Creepypasta?"

This was the question. What would a Creepypasta be like? She had examples, but they weren't exactly logical and straight foreword.

"I think she should GO TO SLEEP." The one with the festive knife suggested. He looked like a ghoul but worse. Certainly creepy.

Christmas tie moved towards her. The static sound restarted, hurting her mind.

Then it completely took over and she lay on the floor. Dead.

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Hey guys, Naomi here! :D

Just thought a little happiness would brighten your day. ;)

You can always count on me!

So, in this chapter I'd like to say a special Merry Christmas to everyone!

And a few special mentions:

I think most of you guys know CynicalSolace ! Thanks for everything, and cheezwaffles. (Cuz where would we be without them? O.O Niooooo!)

He also drew that amazing art back at the beginning! :D

And also Alba8538 who has been an awesome friend! Thx for reminding me when Dr Who was on! I think I'd die!

Please go follow both of them!

I hope Santa brought everyone amazing presents! :D

There will not be a chapter on Saturday, unfortunately... :/ but don't worry! I'll be back for just after the clock chimes twelve here in England! :D Watch out for it!

Sorry this chapter isn't the longest. As some know, I've actually been really ill, so I haven't been in the mood for writing this past week... :/ So my most formal apologies.

Merry Christmas to all,
And to all a good night!

- 'Twas the Night before Christmas (and Naomi, 2014)

Naomi xxx