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It was Midnight. Rain was pitter-pattering heavily outside my bedroom window, like small stones, almost. I was just woken up, no thanks to my Dad slamming the front door closed.
'Great...knowing him, he's probably drunk...again...'
My name is Amelia. Amelia Carson. I'm 20 years old. I have long Irish red hair and green eyes, much like my deceased mother. You see, ever since Mom died in the wreck eight years ago, my Dad became an alcoholic and treated me like his little slave girl. He blames me for it because I survived and she didn't. I blamed myself for a short time, too, because she was picking me up from my best friend, Jeff, and his little brother, Liu's house that day. But after a while, I realized that it wasn't my fault. It was the other driver's fault. The other driver was drunk, but died instantly because he wasn't wearing a seatbelt.
Suddenly, I hear my Dad yell/slur my name. I sigh and crawl out of my bed before going downstairs to see what he wanted.
"Yeah, Dad?" I mutter to him tiredly as I approach him. He instantly punches me in the face. Hard.
"Don't you take that tone of voice with me! Now go make me a sandwich, you worthless little whore!" He roars.
As I make his sandwich, I contemplate on whether I should fulfill my strong urge to kill him, only to have my thoughts interrupted by a familiar voice saying, "Didn't your mom ever teach you not to hit a lady? Maybe it's time for you to go. TO SLEEP!" I then hear a sickening Squelch, like someone being stabbed or sliced open, making me grab the knife next to me and rush into the living room, only to see a tall, yet familiar guy with a blood-stained, white hoody and black skinny jeans and a pair of black converses on, standing over my now dead father while holding a bloody knife. He turns around after hearing me enter the room, revealing an unnaturally pale, yet familiar face framed with shoulder-length, coal-black hair. I instantly notice the permanent smile scarred into his cheeks and blue eyes which were missing eyelids that looked as if they were burnt off.
Then it hit me.
"Jeff?" I watch closely as he looks me in the eyes.
"Amelia?" He breathes out, as if surprised to see me. I drop the kitchen knife in my left hand and run into his opened arms, tears burning in my eyes.
"For eight years, I thought you were killed in the wreck ...for eight years, I thought I'd never see my best friend ever again...I missed you, Amy...really, I did..." I hear him mutter. I hug him tighter upon hearing him say my childhood nickname, the one that only he was allowed to call me, whispering, "I missed you, too, Jeffy..." I pause, letting him go to look at his damaged, yet intriguingly handsome face, "I heard you killed your family...is this true?" His facial expression went from relieved to sad in less than a second.
"Yes, I did..."
"Do you regret it?" I ask. He sighs softly.
"There isn't a day that goes by that I wish I could undo what I did...but it's in the past and if you don't mind, I'd like to drop this subject..." I nod and hug him again.
"I'm sure where ever they are, they forgive you...like me..." I separate from him, looking at my father's bloodied corpse. "So, why are you here, anyways? To kill him?" He chuckles softly.
"That, and to come take you to Slenderman's mansion where you'll be staying..." I feel my eyes widen.
"Wait...Slenderman is real? I thought he was just a myth...and why am I going to stay there?"
"Yes, Slendy is real, and I don't know why he wants you to stay there with the rest of us...I wasn't paying much attention, to be honest...something to do with a power you inherited from an ancestor or something along those lines..." I look at him.
"I...don't know what to say...but if it means getting out of this hellhole, I'd gladly go live with you..."
"Good to know...now, go pack whatever you can carry so we can leave...BEN is waiting outside in the car for us." I nod, smiling over the fact that I get to leave this place forever. After filling my backpack with all of my clothes (which wasn't a lot, by the way...) and a picture of my mother, I slip it onto my shoulders before heading downstairs where Jeff was waiting."Let's go..." I look at my father's lifeless corpse and spit on it, muttering, "...and good riddance."
After slipping on my shoes, I get into the backseat of the car to see a teenage-looking guy with blonde hair, pointed ears and a green beanie on at the wheel. He looks at me and I immediately notice that the whites of his eyes were black and his pupils were red with some black ooze dripping down from them. He smiles.
"It's Amelia, right?" I smile back.
"Yeah...You must be BEN..." He chuckles.
"The one and only...I can see why Jeff was so excited to come get you. You're really hot..." I blush a thousand shades of red while looking away bashfully.
"Uh...thank you..." I mumble shyly.
At Slenderman's Mansion:
As soon as we enter the HUGE mansion, Jeff gets tackled by a rather large black and red husky. It almost was the size of a Great Dane, only fluffier. Jeff laughs.
"Geez, Smile! I've only been gone a couple hours, you know!" he pushes the dog off of him and scratches his huge, four-legged friend behind his ears. Smile barks happily and looks at me before walking over to me and sniffing my outstretched hand. He suddenly licks my hand and barks while sitting, looking up at me expectantly. I giggle before bending down to his level, petting his head while saying in a cute voice, "You must be the notorious Smile-dog, aren't you?" I watch him roll onto his back, obviously wanting a belly rub. I laugh as I scratch his belly.
"Awe, you're such a sweetheart, yes you are!" he pants cutely as his leg wiggles, along with his tail. I giggle and look up at Jeff, who had a bewildered look on his face.
"Does he normally act like this?"
"Only with me..." Jeff says thoughtfully, "I'm surprised he didn't try to bite you or something."
"He probably knows that I love dogs..." I declare, smiling while standing back up.
"Hello, Miss Carson." I hear a German-accented voice greet me from behind. I spin around to see the one and only Slenderman (he's a German fairy-tale...remember?). I swallow the lump forming in my throat and smile nervously up at him.
"U-um...h-hello, sir..." I splutter out. I hear him chuckle.
"There's no need to be afraid, child...I'm not going to hurt you unless, of course, you give me a reason to. Now, if you will follow me, I'll explain why you're here in the first place." He says, turning away from me and walking away. I look back at Jeff.
"Um, Jeff? Can you...come with me? Please?" I ask shyly. He laughs softly before walking alongside me.
"You're intimidated by him, aren't you, Amelia?" He asks, grinning down at me. I nod while looking straight ahead at Slenderman.
"A little bit, yeah..."
In Slendy's office:
As we enter Slenderman's office, I hear him say, "Take a seat, children..." We both sit in the chairs in front of his desk. "Now, the reason I had you brought here, Miss Carson, was because you have a gift...a very rare gift, in fact. You are the descendent of Leslie Mcfarley, a woman who had the ability to control the minds of those around her by singing a melody, which I acquired from her...it's called Vocal Charming...can you read sheet music?" he hands me an old parchment.
"Yeah, but it's been a while, so I'm kind of rusty..."
"Excellent...now, I want you to sing it aloud for me, please..." I stare at him for a moment.
"Wait, now?"
"Yes." I blush, studying the notes and words.
"Alright..." I then begin to sing it.
"Sing to me songs of the Darkness
Farewell to heaven, my friend
Come to me, bury your sorrow
Temptation, await the condemned." as I sing, I notice Jeff's eyes were glazing over before turning completely white. As soon as I finish the song, his unblinking eyes start to glow a bright green. I look at Slendy and back at Jeff.
"Jeff? Can you hear me?"
"Yes, my master." He replies slowly, clearly under my spell. I look back at Slendy.
"How do I break the spell?"
"If I recall correctly, you must harm him...try slapping him..." I look back at Jeff, muttering, "Sorry for this, Jeff..." I slap him across the face. The glowing in his eyes disappears instantly, followed by, "What the fuck was that for?!" He shouts angrily while glaring at me. I glare back.
"I had to get you out of the trance you were in, so stop yelling at me! I got enough of that from Tony!"
"What are you talking about?! I wasn't in a trance!" I stare at him in disbelief before turning to Slendy, then back to him.
"Don't you remember anything?" I ask. He watches me, as if waiting for me to continue.
"When I was singing, your eyes turned completely white and started glowing green...it was really strange...then, I asked you if you could hear me, and you said, and I quote, 'yes, my master...', then I slapped you and you came out of your trance..." He stares at me, his brows furrowed as if thinking about what I said.
"I...don't remember any of that, strangely enough...last I remember is you saying, 'alright' to Slendy, then you slapping me...there was nothing in between..." He sighs softly, "I'm...sorry for yelling at you, Amelia..." I smile.
"It's fine...I would have done the same..." I turn to Slendy, "By the way, how did you figure out that I have this gift in the first place?" He sighs.
"Long ago, before I became what I am today, I was in fact, human. A little over five hundred years ago, I met this woman...she had the most beautiful green eyes and the prettiest brown hair I had ever seen...She was your ancestor, Leslie Mcfarley...I had known her since she had moved to what is now Amsterdam, Germany, where I was born and raised. As time went by I had befriended her and eventually, we fell in love with each other...one day, her father had found another richer and more powerful nobleman that wanted to marry her and gave him permission to marry her. This broke my heart and I became furious that he made her marry him instead of me...a few months later, I heard from her that she was having a child...the noble had gotten her pregnant and was going away on a business trip for a few more months...I noticed that there were a lot of murders going on since the time she had moved there...that is when Lord Zalgo came to me. He told me that he would be able to help me, for a price...in exchange for my loyalty and servitude; I could have her as my own. I agreed immediately and unbeknownst to me, there were consequences to my actions. About five months later, I had received news directly from her mother that she had gone into labor and had requested for me to be there. I rushed alongside her mother all the way to her home where she was having the baby...the screaming was dreadful...after about seven or eight hours, she had given birth to a healthy baby girl...but...she had lost too much blood from the birthing process and died afterwards...also, before dying, she told her midwife to give me that very sheet music and a letter she had written to me after finding out she was with child...I was furious and devastated that I had lost the love of my life and immediately went home, where I had met Lord Zalgo in the first place. As it turned out she was the murderer who was killing people around the city, according to the letter. But beside the point, He had tricked me...but there was nothing more I could do, so I became the monster I am today, but have been watching over your family for generations since then, as a request from Leslie." I stare at Slendy for a moment before getting up and hugging him, much to his surprise.
"That must've been very hard on you...I'm sorry you had to go through that...thank you for sharing your story...I will be more than happy to help around here in any way I can..." I mutter into his chest. He chuckles softly and hugs back.
"Thank you, dear child...you two are the first and only ones to know of my story, next to Lord Zalgo...but this is not to leave the room...understand?" he says sternly.
"Of course...so, uh, will this be all? I'm kind of hungry and I'd like to get something to eat soon, if you don't mind, that is..." And as if on cue, my stomach growls loudly, making me blush slightly as Jeff stifles a laugh.
"Yes, that is all. You will be staying in the room across from Jeffrey's." I nod and follow Jeff out, "And Miss Carson?" I turn to look at Slendy.
"Yes?"
"Welcome to your new home...I'm sure you'll like your room." I smile.
"Thank you..."
As we enter the kitchen, we see BEN leaning on the counter while chugging the remains of Mountain Dew: Code Red out of a two liter bottle. I hear Jeff growl, "Damn it, BEN! I told you to stay away from my Code Red, you twat waffle!" BEN's head snaps in our direction after realizing he'd been caught. Jeff stomps over to him and snatches the almost empty bottle out of BEN's hand before glaring at him and saying through clenched teeth, "Last warning; do it again, and your precious Xbox will be nothing but scrap metal..." BEN's eyes widen.
"You wouldn't..." Jeff smirks.
"Try me...I dare you..." BEN scurries out of the kitchen. Jeff turns to the fridge and opens it. "Well, there's not a whole lot in here, unless you want the leftover Chinese food we had last night..." I chuckle slightly as he looks over his shoulder at me.
"At this point, anything will work..." He smiles before grabbing a container full of fried rice and some dumplings before sticking them into the microwave and heating them up for me, "By the way, that had to be the best insult I've ever heard..." I murmur, giggling. He laughs softly.
"I thought you'd like that..."
"Hehe...twat waffle..." I mutter, laughing along with Jeff.
As I sit on the counter next to Jeff, I notice he was staring off into space, like he was lost in thought.
"What are you thinking about, Jeff?" I ask, looking at him. He shakes his head quickly and looks at me.
"What?" I giggle.
"I asked you what you're thinking about..."
"Oh, nothing in particular..." He mutters, blushing softly while looking away. I smile.
Oh, come on! Tell me!" He glances at me, blushing.
"Promise me you won't laugh or get mad..." He says seriously. I nod once, saying, "Alright, I promise..."
"Remember the day when you and your mother got into the wreck? And before that happened, you asked me if I had feelings for you?" I nod hesitantly, remembering that day clearly, "Well, I...I...shit, this was easier in my head..." I smile and scoot closer to him before pecking him on the cheek and saying, "You like me, don't you?" He nods while looking away, obviously embarrassed to admit it himself. "I figured as much...I've always loved you...I'm just glad you feel the same way..." He smiles softly at me. He then jumps off the counter swiftly and pulls me off the counter gently into his arms before kissing me fully on the lips.
"Good to hear...but just so you know, you're mine now." He says while leaning his forehead against mine. I giggle and kiss back, retorting with, "I wouldn't have it any other way."