"Become a Heartless being. Reap the benefits of being without feelings!"

Name: Kate Mosley

Creepypasta Name: Heartless

Age: 14

Gender: Female

Personality: A tongue sharp enough to get into a fight, a mind smart enough to get out of it. She is normally very kind, but don't make her angry. If you do, haul ass.

Skills: Close combat, throwing knives, archery, speed

Weapon: Anything sharp (prefers knives), bare hands, and bow and arrow

Appearance: When not in killing mode, she has dark brown hair and blue eyes, but in killing mode she has crimson red eyes and black hair.

Biography:

Her father left her and her mother when Kate was only four years old. At first, her mother was very kind to her in her younger years, but when Kate turned ten things started to get ugly. First came the ignoring. Her mother would ignore her unless when asking Kate to do something. Then came the name calling. She started to say nasty things to the poor girl, talking about how useless she was at everything and how ugly she was. Last, came the beatings. When Kate did something wrong (it could be the tiniest thing), her mother would beat her or bang her head against the kitchen counter tons of times until she felt satisfied. Her mother blamed the child for driving the father away. Kate, during this whole time period was also being bullied at school as well, and it was only a matter of time... Besides her mother hurting her on a daily basis, Kate still loved her mother dearly, and never thought badly of her. She made her mother breakfast and dinner and did all that she could for her. Her mother had problems, so when she had one of her episodes, Kate would take her to bed to rest and stay by her mothers side until she fell asleep. One fateful night on a cold fall day, during Kate's first year of high school, her mother came home late, and Kate was waiting for her with dinner ready, smiling at her mother when she heard the door open. Her mother only stared at her, before walking up the stairs to her room and staying in there for the rest of the night. Kate tried to ask what was wrong, but got no response. Deciding not to pry, she gave her mother some space and went to her own small attic room, staring out of the curtain less window. She loved the night time and how it seemed to calm her. An hour later, she saw her mother walking into the woods and followed after her. "Mother!" Her mom ran through the woods and Kate heard a scream ahead. That night her and her mother had been killed by The Slenderman. Her mother had been impaled on a tree while Kate's heart had been brutally torn out of her chest. Hours later, Kate woke up. As a creepypasta. She tracked down The Slenderman and got revenge by tearing one of his tentacles out of his back, being invited to live in slender mansion afterwards.

*PLEASE DON'T STEAL MY CREEPYPASTA! I worked very hard on this. If you would like to use my OC in any way, please mention me at least. Don't say you came up with it.*

~Heartless The Creepypasta