I Will Protect You
Rated T-M
Disclaimer: I do now own Slenderman. His rightful owner is Victor Surge. I merely own the characters and the story-line.
((Here's another installment of my Mini-Series~ I hope you guys like it ^^))
Introduction
It was dark, a deary eigengrau* shade that gradually submitted to the clutches of endless blackness. The forest itself was quiet, which would've been peaceful if not for the missing sounds from its common inhabitants. Nothing echoed throughout its depths: not the hooting of an owl, not the squeaking of a mouse, and not even the chirps of a tiny cricket.
The entire place was completely silent.
Nothing echoed...except for tiny footfalls, which, even then, couldn't fully break the silence.
A little girl raced through the forest, her footsteps coming and going as she hurried to get away. The gentle forest she once loved to play in was now a place of horror, for she knew she was in danger.
Grave danger...
She didn't know where she was going, nor did she know how she became trapped in the bundle of tall trees.
All she knew was that she was being chased.
Chased by a monster that appeared suddenly and disappear just as quick. Chased by a monster that had several long, spider-arms that were eager to grab her.
Chased by a monster that sought out to consume her flesh and splatter her blood against the forest ground.
Tears swell in her eyes as the sound of footsteps became loud enough for two.
The little girl knew she was being followed...
Even as she turned around and saw nothing, she knew that he was growing near. The monster was everywhere, whispering a deep voice in her ears, taunting her horrors of being torn to pieces. He could gladly appear before her and kill her, for he could easily do so; nonetheless, the little girl had realized, the monster liked to play with its food. A sick, terrifying game of cat and mouse, where, in this case, the cat could use the forest to its advantage.
He could twist it around, making her go in circles, keeping her trapped, until he was tired of playing.
The little girl ran faster, her heart beating quickly and panicky. She took refuge in a hallowed tree, scooting deeper into its darkness, and sunk her head into her lap, shaking terribly. Her breathe was shallow and meek, but she tried to keep it controlled, for she knew he could hear well.
Suddenly, there was a familiar rustling of bushes and the thumping footsteps crunching against the ground.
The little girl knew HE was getting closer...
Her breathing stopped briefly as the thumping grew louder, and the forest ground seem to crunch around her. She sunk deeper into the hole, shaking in fear when the thumping began to stop slowly. It was not a sign of disappearing trouble, she knew. Those heavy footsteps, which grew closer and grew slower, came to a halt right behind the tree.
Her heart was racing uncontrollably, and the little girl covered her mouth to stop a strangled whimper from slipping.
She braced herself when the tree shook a bit.
Peeking out from the darkness of the hole only slightly, her big eyes widen when a large, pale hand rubbed along the rough bark.
It patted the tree roughly with several hands, trying to find something...
...Trying to find her...
As it twisted around, bones poking through thin, stretchy skin, the hand slowly crept into her hiding spot; with sheer panic, the little girl gently and quietly scooted farther into the hole, those fingers inches away from her frail skin. As it grew near with slothful tension, her heart felt ready to burst, and her body shook violently. She closed her eyes and waited for the pain to commence when the tree gave a loud creak. Yet, opening one eye, she bit her cheek and flinched as the hand grabbed at open air in front of her face. It stayed there, floating and glowing the the mist of darkness. The little girl felt her cheek bleed a bit, but she didn't dare move.
The hand pulled back slowly and frustratingly, fading footsteps disappearing into the darkness of the forest until there was utter silence.
"..."
The little girl, still cautious of danger, moved gradually and peeked out, seeing nothing in front of her or around her. Relief filled her entirely, encouraging her to climb out and hurry home.
"cHiLd..."
The girl never had the chance to scream as the palm slammed into her face, gripping her head, and pulled her up-
Brown eyes flew open, panic flashing through them, and a young woman sat up in her bed. She pressed her hand to her heart, trying to calm her breathing. After feeling a bit relaxed, she left a calmer silence settled and thoughts of terror soon disappeared as quickly as they came. The young woman looked to her roommate April, who laid in her own bed undisturbed and peaceful. Tiredly, she then looks to her alarm clock, groaning agitatedly when she saw that it was 2:30 in the morning.
"Great..." She mumbled lowly, laying back down to try and sleep again.
"I had that same dream again..."
She laid there staring at her alarm, unable to fall into a peaceful slumber. She knew she had to though if she wanted to catch her flight in the morning. But, in the back of her mind, terror lingered, hoping to reminisce thoughts of childhood nightmares. This feeling, a clammy chill that infected her thinking, made the woman frustrated; she tossed ans turned in her bed silently, hoping not to awake her roommate.
'Your becoming delusional, Tamaki' She thought bitterly to herself, closing her eyes in an attempt for sleep. 'It's just a dream...'
As she relaxed in a soft slumber, Tamaki's eye began to throb an irritable heat, like an old injury.
But that was never to be.
It was just a reminder of HIM...
End of Introduction
*Eigengrau = Dark Purplish/Gray (Generally seen in Darkness)