Hosonagai
Rated M
(Hey everyone! This is a small side-story to my mini-series! Hope you guys enjoy it!)
Disclaimer: I do not own SlenderMan, just the story.
The young girl cried softly in her lap.
She had escaped her tormentors deep in the woods, seeking shelter behind a large oak tree.
As she sobbed sadly, blood slipped from her mouth, having been punched so brutally. Deep red scars ran along her pale legs, some newer than others. Her older bandages grew bright with crimson, some older scars ripping and flowing blood once again.
She was in so much pain. Both physically and emotionally.
It was the same as any other day…
They always wanted to hurt her.
They always wanted to destroy her.
…What did she ever do to them? All she ever wanted was friends…all she ever wanted was to be happy with those around her…was that…such a bad thing…?
But…knowing who she was up against…that would never happen.
They would continue to hurt her…continue to taunt and abuse her so brutally…and they would continue to hate her.
'I-I just wish they'd stop.' She sobbed in her hands. 'I don't think I can take any more of it.'
She continued to cry, not knowing a figure coming towards her.
"Please…" She whimpered softly to no one. "I'd give anything to make them stop…"
Just then, a shiver ran down her spine.
Startled by the sudden chill, she looked up to a tall being; he stared back at her, covered in blood.
…Human blood.
The man, well he looked like a man, stood tall in her presence; he held a mangled torso tightly in his grip, letting the blood seep from down his hand. The dark crimson seeping from his head indicated she interrupted him with her sorrowful sobbing.
He merely gazed down at her, unmoving as the gore slowly slid down his body. The smell of death was suffocating, almost making the battered girl vomit. Instead, she gulped the bile back down, never breaking the gaze.
He was strong, she knew that just by looking at him. If he wished, he could reached down swiftly and break her neck.
But…despite the menacing aura that rolled of his body, the young girl felt welcomed.
She felt a certain ease around him.
She…she suddenly didn't feel as scared as she did moments ago.
The young girl offered the man a weak smile, still wary of his unknown intentions.
"..Hello there.."
The being tilted its head before throwing away the rotten torso from his grip. He reached to her, offering a long bloodied hand.
She flinched at the metallic smell and the blood gathering in thick clumps on the ground.
But, smiling softly, the young girl lets her hand slip into his, feeling the stickiness of the warm blood.
The being's fingers enclosed around her small hand gently, never breaking his unnerving gaze from her features, and pulled her up.
End of Introduction
(Well, Beauty had met the Beast~ What shall happen next~?)