A/N- Wow! I can't believe how much you all liked the first one. Well, by popular demand, here is the first chapter of part 2. Enjoy. :)
A short woman had been walking through the forest in the hopes of finding her friend, who was presumed dead. The friend's parents had thought she was dead and had even buried a body. The body, however, couldn't have been Ellaina. This short woman knew that her friend was alive and out there somewhere. She had thought that her friend was in the woods due to the stories she had heard about a man who lived in the forest who took people and killed them. Maybe the man hadn't killed Ellaina yet, so maybe she could save her friend.
So, she had had the brilliant idea to explore those woods where this murderer might live and where her friend might have been taken away to. Well, she certainly was regretting that wonderful decision now. She had been calling for Ellaina to come out from hiding, alerting the One that was now holding her captive in tendrils black as night. She continued to stare into the blank face of her captor. There was no face, and it was perhaps this defining feature that scared the woman the most. She had no idea what she was dealing with. Maybe it wasn't a man that was killing people in the woods, but this thing. Well, the facelessness of the being before her had been the most terrifying thing about it, until a cold, hypnotic voice entered her mind, You knew her?
The woman screamed in fear. What was this thing that continued to hold her captive? And, what was the thing talking about? Realization hit the woman hard in the pit of her stomach. This thing, this monster, knew Ellaina. It was asking her about Ellaina. But, why would it do such a thing? Ellaina had always been making creepy games. Maybe one of the weird video game characters she had made had come to life suddenly. Though, that didn't follow what the world defined as normal. Fictional characters simply didn't come to life. So, the question became, what was this thing, for it certainly wasn't normal.
The Slenderman was starting to become annoyed with this woman who seemed to be deep in her thoughts. Why did humans have to overanalyze everything they came into contact with? It was an irritating concept that usually ended with him killing any human who began wasting his time. He should have just killed this woman, but she perhaps knew something that he didn't. She perhaps knew something that could pull him out of his boredom and monotony that was his life since Ellaina had left him-since he had killed her. Yet, this woman thought the Little One was still alive, so he sadly couldn't quite kill her. This short woman could possibly help in finding the now-missing Ellaina. If only she were more like the missing human, things would be much easier. Unfortunately, this particular human was like all the others: fearful, yet another annoying concept he hated.
Are you going to answer me, human? Slenderman asked, trying to attempt to sound at least somewhat civilized. It had been some time since he had bothered talking to humans. Lately, he had simply been killing them. It was his way, after all. How odd it was to go back to being kind to humans. Had he really sunk back into his old ways once Ellaina was gone? She would be ashamed of him. He tried to shake away thoughts of his Little One. He needed to focus on this new woman, who looked as though she were about to die of fright.
The short woman stared into the white face and slowly nodded. "I-I knew Ellaina. She was my friend…from high school." The woman looked around, trying to figure out some way to escape the thing that was in front of her. There was nothing around, excluding a camper who was staring at the scene with a face that screamed abject terror. She wanted to tell the man to run away, but it seemed that the one who was holding her captive already knew about the unfortunate man.
The being in front of the woman looked over his shoulder, seeming to be quite bored. It was just another human that was going to have to be dealt with. How boring this was. He released the woman, ordering her to stay if she knew what was good for her-if only she knew that he had no intention whatsoever of killing her yet. The Slenderman turned to face the camper, who was trembling with fear, unable to move. Why did they make this so easy? With a quick and almost careless move of one of the tendrils, the man was thrown into the air and impaled on one of the top most branches of a near-by tree. What a waste of a life that was. The man hadn't even put up a fight. The Slenderman vaguely wondered if the man had a family. But, why would he think about that? He never cared who he killed or what pain the families would feel. Clearly, Ellaina had brought back some of his long buried human emotions. That could become problematic.
He turned back to face the woman, who was backed against a tree. Upon seeing his attention focused on her once again, the woman screamed and ran. Slendy sighed. This was going to be a very long day, indeed. Did she not know that running from him was utterly fruitless? He would find her where ever she tried to hide. Now, it was only a game. He could let her think she was safe, only for him to find her. It was great sport for him. He had to get his fun somehow was his logic.
The short woman quickly became lost in the maze that was the forest. She did, however, find a small home. She ran inside and tried to find somewhere to hide. Turning around a corner, she bumped into something quite solid, which immediately grabbed her. She looked up, planning to ask for help. The color drained from her face upon seeing who it was that held her in a tight grip. She screamed again.
Must you keep doing that? Slendy questioned, releasing her from his grip. Odd, they had ended up back in the house Ellaina had been tortured in. They were actually standing in the room where it had all happened, her blood still staining some parts of the floor. With those bad memories in mind, memories of her screaming in pain and of her calling him a monster, he decided to leave the room, dragging the woman outside along with him. He looked at her now, taking in her appearance. She was much shorter than Ellaina, had brown eyes, and short, black hair. How dull she was compared to Ellaina. Trying not to think about the Little One, he asked the woman, Who are you, and how is it that you believe Ellaina to be alive?
"My name is Anne," she replied, only becoming nervous when she saw the entity in front of her tense up. Why would her name have such an impact on him? It seemed that Ellaina had known this thing. Had she told it about her; how she had told her friend she wasn't going to come for Christmas like she had promised? If this thing was somehow connected to Ellaina, it probably wouldn't have taken too well to her likely upsetting Ellaina. "Ellaina was my friend. I had told her I wasn't going to come for Christmas, but I was going to show up, as a surprise. Well, that didn't quite work when I showed up and no one answered the door. A few days later her body showed up. Her parents buried…a body. I don't think it was Ell, though. See, she has this wonky scar on her hand, and the body in the casket didn't have that." Anne explained. How was it that she now felt more comfortable with this thing? Maybe it had something to do with the fact that Ell had befriended it.
Are you certain of this, human? The Slenderman replied. He didn't want to get his hopes up only to discover that she truly was dead. He had been certain that her heart had stopped. He didn't like not knowing if his victims, if he could call Ellaina that, were dead or not. The thought that she could be alive filled him with some sort of emotion he couldn't identify. He never paid much attention to what he felt, but Ellaina had reawaken emotions in him.
"Yeah, I am. I've been friends with her for years. Now it's my turn for a question, if you don't mind. Who are you, and how did you know Ell?" Anne answered.
She certainly is more irritating, Slendy thought. Who I am is of little importance to you, human, but your kind calls me the Slenderman. I kill people, as you have already observed. By the end of this search for Ellaina, you will be dead as well. As for Ellaina she was…a friend, I suppose. He needn't give any information to this Anne about what he felt for Ellaina, about how it nearly killed him when he had thought he had taken her life. There were so many things out there that could have taken her. Perhaps if he could move quickly, he could find her before she was actually dead.
Anne sighed. "She's out here somewhere. I know she's alive. Is there any chance that she could somehow be hiding in there woods?" Seeing the Slenderman only shake his head in the negative, Anne stared to the sky above them, as if it would tell her where her friend was. If this Slenderman could provide his help, perhaps they could find Ellaina. Still, there was that disturbing thought in mind that the same one that was willing to help her planned on killing her. What had made Ellaina special enough to warrant him allowing her to live? She didn't know the answer and didn't care at the moment. All she wanted to do was find her friend before it was truly too late. Looking back to where the Slenderman had been standing, she found that he had disappeared. She looked around for some sign of where he could have possibly gone. The only thing left behind of him was a note.
Stay in Ellaina's home, human. I will come to you when the time is right to try and find her. Be patient, child, for these things take time and any number of entities even worse than I could have taken her. Stay safe, for I would not appreciate it if some other being gets the pleasure of ending the pathetic existence that you call your life.
There was no signature, but there was a map that would lead her out of the woods and to Ellaina's home. It was only upon looking at this map that Anne realized just how lost she was. This Slenderman, who paraded around like he didn't care about humans, still had some humanity left in him. She had to wonder what his history was-where did he come from and how had he come to look the way he did. As she made her way through the trees and to Ellaina's home, she tried to answer these questions which no one held the answers to.