A/N: We always knew my empty nest syndrome would result in something interesting. Of course I didn't really expect it to turn into a Slenderman x OC but sometimes we don't have a choice.

The monsters in our heads don't give us an option.

I would like to give a brief but heartfelt thank you to two very nice people who have given me the use of their OCs: Carmelita01 and her OC Bean and IAmDeadGhost and his OC Spectra.

They're what made this story happen.

Enough of me, ENJOY!

Sometimes Slenderman could not stand Jeffrey the killer. Most of the time, Jeffrey made up for his unbearableness in amusingly stupid antics that never hurt anyone but always left Slenderman with raised eye brows and a hidden smile but sometimes he crossed the line. Typically the line was crossed when Jeffrey roped Slenderman himself into his quagmire of stupidity.

Tonight was shaping up to be one of those dreaded nights. It had started looking bad when the ragtag group of CreepyPastas retired not to the living room as usual but to the small unused office on the ground floor. All the room contained was a large, circular, oak table and assorted chairs to accompany it. Now it was filled with the motley crew of children to young adults (plus one clown who never quite understood growing up) who all seemed to be waiting for something. Even little Sally, sitting at attention on a mound of pillows, seemed to be intently focused on waiting silently.

That something turned out to be Slenderman. Knowing that getting involved would invariably mean at least an evening wasted and possibly longer, Slenderman softly slipped into the dimly lit office and moved to stand behind the creator of this assembly: Jeffrey.

With a scared and sliced grin that greatly irked Slenderman, Jeffrey drove his knife into the table and said in a lazy drawling hiss, "Slenderman, glad you could join us."

Deigning not to give him the benefit of an answer Slenderman instead chose to casually invade the minds of his three proxies, who all sat around the table, to discover the purpose of this meeting. Sadly, his snooping provided nothing but more questions. Apparently, Jeffrey had been keeping the entire group in the dark until Slenderman arrived.

Jane the killer, who had been examining her nails for any dried blood caked under the tips, flipped her hair out of her eyes with a finger and asked with an air of impatience, "Are you going to tell us what this is all about or not?" Her dark eyes shoot daggers at Jeffrey but he merely brushes her annoyance away with a wave a white fingered hand.

"Patience Jane, now that we're all here, I do believe I will." With an evil light in his unblinking eyes, Jeffrey splayed his hands on the table and announced, "I propose a game."

Immediate interest was sparked among those gathered. Benjamin and Sally both looked at each other and grinned in their excitement, no doubt the very mention of a 'game' had them riled up. Others, like the Bloody Painter, only sported looks of mild intrigue. Slenderman himself was mentally preparing himself for another week wasted.

"And what, Tootsie, is this game?" Laughing Jack asked skeptically. He had every reason to be unsure. Jeffrey's games very rarely ended well.

Jeffrey let out a soft cackle and replied with every sign of enthusiasm, "It's a game of death, kind of a competition but also just a test of skill."

When the table remained quiet he continued. "For reasons and in ways I will not get into I happened across a tidbit of information concerning the old location of this house before it was brought to this dimension, namely the cabin next door."

Puppeteer let out a soft laugh and muttered, "Let me guess, you want to kill the people who live there."

Jeffrey laughed. "How did you know?" After taking a second to school his expression into a more manageable smirk he expanded on his plan. "There is a group of college students coming to stay at the house for twelve days. My idea is to split into teams and kill all eight of them before they leave."

Eyeless Jack, who had been silent to this point, raised a delicate hand. "Teams?"

Jeffrey nodded. "I'm thinking teams of two, one girl for each team. The goal would be to kill only your target before the twelve days are over without the other girls catching you."

Masky tilted his head as he queried, "How are we going to keep them from escaping? They'll all scamper once they find the first corpse." Slenderman was thankful for the injection of sense into the conversation. Finally a way to halt Jeffery's plan before it had a chance to get out of hand.

Unfortunately, Jeffrey had a solution. "That's where you come in Slendy."

With an indignant aura Slenderman stared down at Jeffrey. "What are you suggesting I do?"

"I'm asking you to briefly lift the house into an alternate dimension."

Slenderman could not help but bristle at the suggestion. Yes, this was definitely one of those times that Jeffrey crossed the line but sadly, Jeffrey always did it well. All eyes at the table were fixed on Slenderman, waiting for him to say something. Clearly, everyone wanted to play Jeffrey's stupid game and it would be foolish for Slenderman to deny them at this point. Sometimes a leader had to give in, if only to keep the peace.

With a sigh of long suffering Slenderman said, "Very well Jeffrey. But only for those twelve days."

Jeffrey nods in excitement. "Excellent! If a team's target can survive the twelve days, we have to let them live. So, who's ready to play?"

From across the table, Zero flipped her hair over one shoulder with an evil grin. "I'm in if I can work alone."

Nodding Jeffrey surveyed the rest of the people gathered at the table and said, "Who else?"

Masky slipped an arm around Hoodie's shoulders, much to the amusement of the rest of the table. "We're in. Can we be a team?"

"Yeah, the teams should be pretty easy." Jeffrey gestured at Masky and Hoodie. "You two as a team, Clockwork and Toby together, Puppet and Painter," He covered Jane's hand in one of his own. "Jane and I, Ben and Sally and EJ and LJ can pair up." With a lazy look up Jeffrey added, "Slenderman can work alone."

Slenderman nodded but did not say anything. It was preferable to work on his own because he would not have anyone else slowing him down. He could easily finish off his target and not have to worry about this ridiculous turn of affairs until such time as he had to replace the cabin into reality.

Ticci Toby twitched in his seat next to Clockwork. "How are we going to know which girl to attack?"

"Pictures." With a flourish Jeffrey revealed a manila envelope and withdrew from it a set of eight pictures. Swiftly he arranged them on the table before his audience.

Interest piqued, Slenderman examined the faces in the glossy pictures Jeffrey no doubt had stolen. There were things he could tell from just looking at a face, namely their personality which always shone through the eyes.

The first girl was an austere looking girl with sharp features and a cold look in her grey blue eyes. Her hair was bleach blond and absolutely straight. Slenderman could see the intelligent calculations in her eyes and instantly disliked her. She would be the proud type no doubt.

The next girl was a wispy thing, so pale she seemed almost transparent. Her long blue hid her face for the most part and her purple eyes showed uncertainty and fear. She looked like she would rather hide than be standing there for a picture. Slenderman knew she was the timid kind at once.

The third girl had a round cheerful face surrounded by curly brunette locks. There was nothing hidden in her warm brown eyes, she was an open book for anyone who cared to read her. There was a pure kindness in her eyes that seemed to envelope all who looked at her. She was a cheerful one.

The next girl had a definite Asian influence in her features. Her eyes were narrowed to sits and her nose was turned up as though she was loathe to look directly at the camera. There was intelligence in her face but no common sense to temper it. Her eyes appeared to be searching the observer for flaws even through the picture. A bitch no doubt.

The fifth girl was a bouncy looking blond who probably had more cleavage than brains. There was a forced cheerfulness to her that felt fake and dirty almost. Her bright green eyes were empty of any true substance and the makeup surrounding them did nothing to help this fact. She was only a mask of a girl.

The next two wore matching expressions of Idon'tgiveashit. The first was taller with long straight dirty blond hair. There was sarcasm in the slight curl of her upper lip and her brown eyes seemed to bore into you, finding every flaw. The smaller girl had brown hair and a coldness in her eyes that was meaner than her companion. She would probably insult you as soon as look at you.

Slenderman's eyes at last drifted to the last girl's picture and he drew in a breath of surprise. It was her eyes that shocked him. More akin to cat's eyes than a human, her ocean blue eyes were full of a stubborn beauty that could not be described. Her curly blond hair seemed to have rust trapped between the strands. There was a wariness and paranoia in her eyes that was no doubt put there by pain. Put together, the girl was a mystery to Slenderman.

The Bloody Painter delicately picked up the picture of the plump brunette. "I assume you have names?"

Jeffrey grinned more widely than usual as he said in a silky whisper, "The one you're holding is named Catherine." He placed a finger on the green eyed girl. "This one's name is Mackenzie."

Like a flash Zero's hand shot out and grabbed the picture. "I call killing this girl!"

Puppeteer plucked the picture of Catherine from his boyfriend's fingers. "We'll kill this girl." He announced with a lazy grin.

Hoodie pointed to the short Idon'tgiveashit brunette. "What's her name?"

Jeffrey looked at the picture. "That's Sophia." He gestured at the blond that was next to her. "That one's Ellie."

Benjamin quickly grabbed the picture of Ellie and showed it to Sally who nodded in excitement. "Sal and I will kill this one."

Masky drew the picture of Sophia over to himself to take a closer look. "We got this one."

Laughing Jack tapped a claw against the blue haired girl. "Whatever her name is we'll kill her."

"Her name is Spectra." Jeffrey informed the monochrome clown with a smirk as he grabbed for the Asian girl. "This one's name is Emily and Jane and I will kill her."

Clockwork examined the remaining two girls and at last chose the austere blond. "Who's she?"

"Her name is Taylor." Jeffrey grabbed the mysterious girl that remained and handed her to Slenderman. "Looks like you get to kill Bean."

Slenderman looked over the girl once more and decided that the name suited her. "When shall we start?"

Jeffrey plucked his knife from the table's oaken grasp. "Tomorrow morning."

As Slenderman nodded and tucked Bean's picture into his suit coat. This game might not end so badly after all.

A/N: And now you see why I've stayed away from OCs… I just don't do well with them. For anyone who recognizes the connection, yes, I did get the idea from Until Dawn and yes, Emily is sort of from the game as well. I sort of hate her and I sort of really want an excuse to murder her brutally.

Until next time, thanks for reading.