The woods were lonely and quiet, no sound around me. I deter all animals and other creatures; they can sense the darkness I radiate and know to fear my supernatural powers.
Humans, too, used to fear me. I remember when they would sneak into my home and lurk around aimlessly, as though they were hoping something would come out and scare them.
And I did. So, so many times I did. I would be the last thing they ever saw before I killed them.
Times have changed, and so have I.
It all started when someone managed to escape my grasp and write about me on a website. Yes, I may be some killing creature, but I am not stupid. I have managed to keep up with changing times - how else have I managed to stay out of the obvious public eye for so many centuries?
After that post, I became something popular. People would dress as me, make videos about me and even try to summon me; as though such a thing would work. And becoming proxies? Hah.
Humans, they know nothing.
One evening as I harmlessly watched the world around me, I felt a change in the air.
A group of three children had walked into my home. How pleasing.
I watched, as I always do, to see what would happen. And I was confused.
One girl pulled out a knife and began stabbing another, while the third seemed to cheer her on.
How disgusting.
Apparently, this was their way of summoning me, and I couldn't let it pass.
So, I appeared.
"Sssssstop," I hissed from behind the third girl. All noise stopped, and the two would-be murders faced me.
"It worked! It worked!" They cheered.
"What issssss going on?" My tentacles began surrounding them. I already knew, but what can I say? I enjoy playing with my food.
"She's a sacrifice, for you! She doesn't believe in you!" The stabber purred as my tentacles caressed her cheek gently.
"How preccccccioussssss," I murmured.
Carefully, I wound a tentacle around each of their necks and they didn't even notice.
"You are foolssssss!" I shouted, choking them.
Their eyes went wide as they gasped for air, fear finally settling in.
"You know nothing!" I extended my tentacles high into the air and impaled them on some treetops. It was a beautiful, grotesque sound.
I recalled my tentacles and shook the blood off. I looked down to the other girl - she was slowly bleeding to death and shaking in fear.
I walked over to her and picked her up.
"Now now, don't be afraid, young one," I hissed. "You will not suffer the same fate."
In the cover of darkness, I took her to the nearest hospital and left her out front before setting off an alarm.
Many say I do not exist.
They are wrong.
Many think murder is the way to call me.
They, too, are wrong.
You must come to me, humans.
I may be but a creature, but I do have a heart.
Several, actually.
Do not seek me out. You will suffer a fate worse than death.
A/N: I just want to say I am NOT trying to make fun of a tragedy and a twisted way of thinking. When I first heard about it, I was shocked. People really would try to summon something that doesn't exist, by murdering their friend, no less? I was, and still am, disgusted.
Please, don't hate. I mean no disrespect.
-Nightowl