A/N: This is my first Creepypasta fanfiction, first fanfiction on this site, and definitely not my best fanfiction. This is currently un-betaed (please let me know if you have someone you'd like to recommend, I'm begging you!) so all mistakes are mine - apologies in advance. I'll admit it, this chapter is a lot of dialogue. That makes me unhappy, as well as you, I'm sure, but I'd just like to get a feel for what people are looking for or if you like this. Please read and review, constructive criticism is entirely welcome and helpful, and let me know what you think! :)

Chapter 1

Time

"I told you I was better at Call of Duty than you," Jeff smirked.

"I'm not a cheater," Ben said simply.

"How was that cheating?"

"It's always cheating when you win."

"Coming from the hacker."

"Bite me."

"You sound like Shale."

"Maybe because she was my best friend."

"Well, she was my sister."

"At least I didn't go insane, kill our parents, and abandon her!"

"At least I can swim in the deep end of the pool!"

"Do you really want to get into this right now? I'll kick your ass!"

"Why the hell would you bring Shale into this anyway?"

"You're the one who brought her into this! But maybe I miss her! That's more than you can say!"

"I love my sister!"

"You have a funny way of showing it!"

Once upon a time, Jeff the Killer had a sister, and BEN Drowned had a best friend. Shale Woods was a sweet girl, who always did what she was told, always tried to help everyone, and could never turn down a good fight. The time came when Jeff had his episode. Shale had always blamed herself. She had taught him how to fight. She had instilled that carnal instinct in him that had finally led to his downfall. When he had finally asked her if he was beautiful, she didn't lie.

"You'll always be my pretty little brother."

And so Jeff had let her live. But he didn't stay. Shale was found and put in foster care. She too snapped.

She had always wondered what happened to her little brother. Of course, she suspected that he had been behind many murders from the start, so that was how she tried to contact him. She left small messages in blood. "I didn't go to sleep." "I'm as awake as ever." "You're always going to be beautiful." When Jeff finally tracked her down, she stayed in Slender Mansion. For a day. She couldn't handle it, so she returned to her old life.

Ben, however, had befriended her quickly. He missed her dearly, but knew that she would be better off farther away. He secretly wished that his best friend would come back.

Shale loved fighting. But when she killed, it was a whole new kind of rush. She especially liked waking them up or sneaking up on them so that they would fight back. But she still had morals. Her specialty was people who abused or killed children. She had a special message for them. "See you in hell, sweetie". The mortals began to call her "Blade". Though she thought this lacked imagination, and could never figure out exactly why the nickname arose, she accepted it.

Blade loved life.

Ben stormed out of the room, leaving Jeff sitting on the ground alone. "What was that about?" Sally asked, sitting beside Jeff. Her teddy bear was safely in her arms, and the Tails Doll plopped down beside her.

"I'm not really sure. A lot of things, I guess." Jeff pushed his dog off him. "Down, Smile," he scolded as the dog tried to climb in his lap again. Tails stood up and kicked Smile, making the dog yelp. He quickly scurried out of the room, and Tails bowed triumphantly. "That wasn't nice," Jeff muttered.

"I'm- I'm- I'm sorry, man," Ben muttered, sitting on the other side of Jeff. "That was too far. I shouldn't have said anything about your sister."

"Damn right," Jeff mumbled.

"We cool?" Ben put out his fist.

"Yeah, we're cool," Jeff pounded his fist. "I miss her too. I wish she would come home."

"It was really hard for her. First when your parents... Passed. She was put into foster care. She killed her foster father, and the next day was brought here. That's a lot to take in. I'm not surprised she ran away that night."

"She could've told me. I know it must've been hard, and I know she was traumatized when she killed him, but she didn't need to run away. I hope she's okay."

"Same here."

"Slendy wants you!" Masky called into the room as he passed.

"Whatever!" Jeff called back. "Let's go, bro," he said to Ben. They stood up and headed down the stairs into the living room. Slenderman was sitting in a recliner, a book in his hands. How he managed it without eyes, the world would never know.

"You wanted us?" Ben asked, leaning against the doorframe, his arms crossed.

"Yes," Slenderman said. "I did. I'm sure you've heard of this girl... Blade."

"Yeah. Hasn't everyone? The girl who kills people who abuse or kill their children. 'See you in hell, sweetie.'" Jeff muttered.

"I want you to find her, and bring her here. You have two days," Slenderman instructed.

"Aye, aye, Slendy."

Blade shoved the woman against the wall, digging the knife into her throat. "You enjoy beating your kids, do you? Well I'm going to teach you a lesson. And you won't forget it," she spoke.

"It's you! You're the one they all talk about! Blade! But you're not real!" The woman cried, disbelieving.

"Let me know how real me slashing your throat is."

"No! No! I didn't abuse my kids!"

"It's too late. I saw it all. You can't lie to me."

"No! No! Please!" The woman began sobbing.

"See you in hell, sweetie," Blade ran the knife across the woman's throat, letting her crumple to the ground. "Pathetic."

"Slendy sent the boys after you," a voice came from the shadows.

Blade's lips perked up in a smirk. "I was wondering when you'd join me, Jane."

"I'm being serious, Blade. Slenderman sent Ben and Jeff after you. He wants to bring you back."

"So I'll lay low for a few days. It's worked before."

"We both know you won't be able to lay low for long. He's giving them two days. But after that, he's giving Masky and Hoody a week. There's no way you'll be able to last that long."

"I don't have to. I just have to be smart. I'll lay low while Ben and Jeff are on the job, and afterwards I'll just be smarter about it. Maybe leave town for awhile."

"I don't think that'll work this time. Slendy's really serious about bringing you back."

"He's always really serious about bringing me back. I didn't want to go there in the first place, and I don't want to go back."

"Shale," Jane said seriously. "Maybe it's time to go home."

"That's not my home."

"It's your brothers home. And it will always be yours as long as he's there. If that's not your home, what is?"

Shale took a deep breath. "I don't have a home. And I'm happy with that."

"Don't you miss your brother? Don't you miss Ben, your best friend? Don't you miss having a warm bed, three full meals a day, and a place to stay in between?"

"Don't do this to me, Jane."

"It's time to come home."

"Just leave! I'm happy, okay? So just leave me alone! And tell Slenderman to stop trying to find me!"

"Fine!" Jane stalked away, her shoes clicking in the dark alley.

She sighed. She could still feel the presence in the area. She knew exactly who it was. "You can come out," Shale said softly.

"How are ya doing, Pebbles?" Ben said, walking into the light and leaning against the brick of a building, arms crossed.

"I told you and Jeff a long time ago to stop calling me Pebbles," she said crossly, but she couldn't help the smile that tugged at her lips.

"It's better than Rocks." Ben smirked at the memory of when Jeff had tried to call her "Rocks". He got a face-full of them for that.

"It's not my fault my parents name me after a stone."

"I think it's cute. Reminds me of the Flinstones."

"But I'm not red headed. And I don't have a bone in my hair. And I'm not a caveman."

"That's a matter of opinion."

Shale's mouth dropped. "You're so mean!" She cried, pouting.

"I missed you Pebbles," Ben murmured, wrapping his arms tightly around Shale. She returned the hug, sobbing into his shirt. "Is it time to come home?"

Jeff walked along the sidewalk, hands in his pockets. He and Ben had split up to try and search for Blade. He stopped dead in his tracks. His head craning towards the sky trying to find the source of the sound. "I'm going insane," he said to himself.

"You've got that right, little brother," Shale said, hopping down to the sidewalk next to him. "How've ya been, Jeff?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Jeff said sarcastically.

"I would, you're my little brother."

"Don't point it out."

Shale took a deep breath and looked him in the eyes. "I'm ready to come home."