GE: *Hello! Welcome to Flame-Born Shadows! This is a continuation of GiggiEba's trilogy, but this time, it is written in association with LeMafiaKreb! Along with a zany new character and differing points of view, we've got a lot in store, so let's jump right in to chapter one!*

LMK; Hey, everyone!... yeah, that's all I got. :P On with the story!

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Slenderman's Pov

I watched from the steps of the mansion as Sally and the Rake continued to play together in the rain. It had been around a century or so of peaceful living, any minor threats were easily taken care of. Enderbrina was currently playing video games with Benjamin; I knew from our bound souls. To think, all those years ago, she had announced I had a soul and I had attacked her, and now we were bound by the most deeply private connection Darkness could make. I smirked at the notion.

"Mr. Slendyman, what are you thinking about?"

I looked down to see Sally had her towel wrapped around her, craning her neck to look up at me.

"I was thinking about the past four centuries, from the time Enderbrina arrived."

"Wow, it's been four hundred years already!?" she exclaimed, her eyes widening.

"Yes, it has."

I knelt down on one knee, helping Sally dry off quicker. She giggled as I ruffled her hair, and she went back into the mansion, going to her room to change back into her dress. When she came back out, I was surprised to see her wearing black. Not only that, but the particular dress she wore reminded me of my suit. A red tie was printed onto the fabric, and the dress was slightly big on her. No doubt my brother Trenderman had made it. He had an eye for fashion, but had despised my "old suit" last time he was here. From her waist down, the dress flared out into a skirt, with a pleated edge. She came up to me, a big smile on her face.

"Mr. Slendyman, I look like you!"

"You do, Sally. Where did you get that dress?"

"At a human store. Jeff stole it for me," she explained.

"Sure did," the serial killer announced from the sofa he was seated at. "She looks good in a little black sometimes, doesn't she?"

"Jeffrey, she is—"

"Chill out, faceless, she wanted it after seeing it in a kid's magazine she found."

I slapped the serial killer faster than he could blink, returning to my previous position before he could even react. I knelt down again, inspecting the business-suit-like dress on Sally. She did look like her cute self, only a bit darker. Jeff growled as I did so.

"What the hell, did you just slap me?"

"You live in my mansion, Jeffrey," I replied, dangerously calm. "Remember the rules. What you received was a sliver of your punishment should you decide to talk back again."

He "hmph-ed" and turned back to talking with the others. I went up to my office, deciding to use this free time to write down notes for myself. As I reached into the drawer where I usually kept my pens, I noticed one was missing. Unconcerned, I took one out, and began a long four hours of random note-taking. It varied from something about the nature outside to my thoughts on Sarah's growth. Many were crossed out. A fond memory of Enderbrina resurfaced, the one where I had shown her the balcony on that first night she had shared a bed with me for sleep. I heard my love's breathing in the room, and looked up. Her white eyes were a bit wide with surprise, returning to normal before she spoke.

"Did you miss me?" she asked.

"Of course. You spend most of your time with me the closer the day of Hallowe'en approaches."

She walked over, a noticeable sway in her hips as she walked over to me, her wings and tail bouncing slightly with her steps. Was she being frisky already?

"Whatcha up to," she asked, propping herself up on her elbows on the end of my desk to the left of me, one hand holding her cheek. "More note-taking?"

Perhaps she was not, but I had yet to see. I managed a glance over, seeing her hoodie fully zipped. No, she had no intended friskiness yet.

"Yes, more, though it is mostly my thoughts."

"May I read them?" she questioned.

"I prefer to keep these private... I cannot share every aspect of my life, my dear. There are things I am not proud of that I have written."

"Okay. I know what you mean."

"By the way, did you happen to take a pen from this drawer?" I asked, opening the drawer and placing the one I had been using inside. "I noticed one was missing earlier this afternoon."

"I didn't, why?"

"I know I allow a few of the Creepypastas in here once in a while. Perhaps one of them took it."

"Well, it's late... we should be getting to bed."

"Yes, we should."

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Jeff the Killer's Pov

The fucker had slapped me.

He was usually pretty generous around Hallowe'en but I guess the little dress I had stolen for Sally had really ticked him off. Well, now I was ticked off. So naturally, I needed to kill a human to let off some steam. As I stalked my way through the forest, I saw something in the distance. It looked like Slenderman.

"Hey, what are you doing out here? Aren't you usually asleep at this time?"

It jumped, noticing me, and disappeared. As I got closer to where it had been, a single, barely glowing, white tiger lily stood. It was slightly pink towards the middle and the little things that came from the middle were yellow. Confused, I crouched down and poked it with my knife. How the hell was this thing growing here, and glowing?

Wasting no more time, I deliberately stepped on the flower and kept on my path to the city. I saw that thing again, and it was obviously following me. He never followed me anywhere, not in the way this thing was. Slipping into a house, I killed whoever was in there, not really caring at all. It was a pretty fancy house, though. As I made my way back to the mansion, I saw the thing again. Now I was convinced; this wasn't Slenderman. I walked past it without a care, and made it back to the mansion. I went to reach into my pocket for my other knife, and found it gone. Maybe it had wiggled its way out while I jogged back through the forest. Shrugging, I asked Brina for a new one. She knew the kind I liked, but always asked what kind anyway. I found one tossed toward me, and caught it.

"Thanks," I mumbled.

"You're welcome," she answered.

"I can't believe I lost that knife... I really liked it, too..."

"You like most knives you can get your hands on."

Eyeless Jack wandered into the room, rubbing his eyes sockets. "Geez, I didn't sleep at all last night. Something kept waking me up..."

"I saw a weird thing in the forest while I was going for that kill just now."

"Really? What did you see?"

"It looked like Slendy, but when it went away it left a white flower where it was standing."

"Weird... well, I'm sure it's nothing. Maybe you were just hallucinating, you know it happens sometimes when you get worked up."

"Yeah, probably."

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Hallowe'en was tomorrow and Splendorman announced he was going to wear a costume that Trenderman had made for him. If I had to be honest I was surprised the trendy brother would make a costume.

Of course, he made a new hoodie for me whenever he came over, taking away the one he had made before, as if the bloodstains weren't beautiful. Brina was lucky; she could just think of new clothes and poof, she had some. How did that even happen? "Brina."

"Yeah, Jeff?"

"How does that materialization work? I know you think of stuff and you have it instantly but how does that stuff even become real?"

"Oh, uh..." She cleared her throat. "Well, the universe is constantly expanding... though likely at a slower rate now than before, when it first formed. The fabric of the universe bends to my will and makes what I need, seemingly from thin air, as the saying goes."

That's weird. She was nervous about that? "You know none of us are fazed by that after living with you for four hundred years?"

"It's been four centuries already!?"

"Yup."

Her tail thumped the seat. "Geez... we're all pretty old then," she laughed softly. "I'm almost eight hundred years old and I look the same way I did when my brother changed me."

"That's a pretty cool thing, though."

"A little creepy, if you ask me," she said with a smirk. "You did not," Ben growled playfully.

"Did too!" She took off running down the hallway, Ben, Laughing Jack, and Helen all running after her. I heard a whoosh, and saw she had turned into her second form. Jane hugged onto me, and when I turned to her, her eyes were half-lidded with exhaustion.

"Jane?"

"Need sleep..."

"Huh... okay."

I picked her up and brought her to our room. I was tired too, so I laid down beside her and pulled the covers over us. It took me a while to fall asleep, though. The thought of that thing was still bothering me.

Whatever. Hallowe'en was tomorrow.

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Enderbrina's Pov

I woke up to an empty bed, but a delicious scent filled the air. As I sleepily got changed into some day clothes, I remembered today was Hallowe'en, and gasped in excitement as I rushed into my closet, hurriedly getting on my favorite outfit, specifically the first "Winged Lady" outfit that Trenderman had made for me. I always saved it for special occasions now, and Hallowe'en was no exception. None of us really dressed up much, except for Sally and Splendorman. As annoying as it was, Smexy did dress up, too... in much more peculiar ways that don't need much explaining. At least he left me alone for the most part, though. As I made my way to the dining room, the wonderful smell of breakfast foods grew stronger. I found myself in the kitchen almost by instinct, and saw him there at the stove, calmly cooking some eggs.

"You're awake."

"Yes."

A tentacle slithered out and pulled me to his side, another two coming out and taking over cooking the eggs for him as he turned to me and enveloped me in his arms.

"Happy Hallowe'en, my little dragon. Happy anniversary, as well, I believe."

"Same to you," I giggled, "my gentlemonster."

"Perhaps we can go create a massacre later. I know I have been aching for a reminder of the days past, before I met you."

I knew what he meant by that. "I can help... if you like."

"How is that?"

"I can be there by your side as you relive 'the good old days,' as the saying goes. It will create new memories for both of us while reviving older ones for you."

"I will gladly take you up on that offer... after breakfast."

"All these scents are making me hungry," I sighed. "We might even have to keep one of the kills."

"Indeed, we might."

"Thanks for making this."

"Of course. However it was a bit difficult... I could not find the saucepans anywhere, so I had to make do with a cast iron one. First a pen, now pots and pans?"

"It's probably nothing, Slender."

"Perhaps... but if anything else goes missing, please do not hesitate to tell me."

"Well... Jeff did lose one of his knives but... that's it."

"Where did your Epourte sword go?"

I looked down at my weapons belt, noticing Simon, who I had named the ancient enderman word for "friend sword," was missing.

"Okay, I remember putting him in the sheath last time I used Epourte... this is seriously weird... I'll be right back."

"Breakfast is almost ready," he commented.

"I'm not going far."

I walked into the dining room, noting all the silverware was there. Good... I could always materialize more, though.

"Has anyone misplaced or lost anything in particular lately?"

"My operating tools are gone, completely. I have a few scalpels left but that's it," Eyeless Jack said from his seat. "It's hard to harvest kidneys and such without the other tools."

"All our spare knives are gone," Jeff grumbled, Jane nodding in agreement. "It took us years to get all of those."

"That sword you gave me is gone, too."

I crossed my arms, continuing to listen to who had lost items, piecing together a puzzle in my head.

"Jane... are you noticing the same factor I am?" I asked.

"Uh... no."

"All these items have something in common. What feature do knives, pens, swords, and paintbrushes share?"

"They all have metal, Endybrina."

"That's right Sally."

"Do you think its a rogue enderman that escaped to here?"

I shook my head. "It's unlikely. My people have a very distinct presence, and I have not felt anything similar. Another thing... before you all accuse me, my short sword was stolen as well."

"Wait, whatever's been stealing our stuff took Simon?"

"His soul is in the short sword. Luckily... I coated the blade with pearl dust just as I did for my Warp dagger. I can feel Simon's presence in the blade, too."

"So why isn't the sword returning?"

"He isn't far enough yet." Everyone went silent. I sighed, taking my seat at the table. "Yes. Whatever is taking our items... is in the forest."

"That's not good... what if it tries to take you next, since you're made of metals?"

I chuckled. "It won't end prettily," I answered simply, digging in to the delicious meal after thanking Slenderman again.

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I walked downstairs, determined to find this intruder since we figured out its motive for stealing metal two days ago. I cracked my knuckles, and drew my platinum sword, placing the opposite end in my free hand, looking at the intricate carvings again. After four hundred years, it still showed no signs of wear. I knew the indestructible rune was to blame. I looked at the clearing, just outside the doors, my tail swishing in annoyance.

A voice called for me from nearby. "Brina."

"What, Jeff?"

"Let me come with ya. I got a bone to pick with this thing, whatever it is. I wanna make it go to sleep."

I folded my wings, humming in thought. "I suppose... but until we meet it, stay out of my way. We don't know what it's capable of. I can't even feel its presence."

"Fiiine..."

We headed into the forest, and I followed the presence my Epourte gave off. I willed Simon to not return, noting his compliance, and silently thanked him. Suddenly, my Epourte dropped to the ground, and a loud clash of metal was heard. I grabbed Jeff's shoulder — a bit too hard, because he cursed at me — and teleported us to Epourte, finding everything that had been stolen. Confused, I picked up the items with the help of Jeff and we brought it back. I growled, frustrated the thing had gotten away.

"Endybrina? Is everything okay?"

I looked at Sally, my gaze softening. "Everything will be fine, Sally, not to worry..." In my

thoughts, I added, That being is getting its ass handed to it when I find it.

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LMK; Guess I'm up for end AN duty. I hope everyone enjoys reading this story as much as Giggi did writing and I did editing it! I don't know if anyone knows who the thief is, but some might. :P

So, uh... thank you all so much for your time and support! Have an awesome day!

GE: *I just wanna add a little note here... if you want to know who the thief is and spoil it for yourself, it's very simple to find out. LMK's profile is the place to go. However, LMK and I will delete any reviews spoiling it (or at least, I will on my post of it). Anyway, see you all in the next chapter!*

~ LeMafiaKreb

-GiggiEba