Here's chapter 2! Hope you like it!

Once my phone is turned on, I turn on the flashlight and start looking around. I begin walking to my right and make sure to keep my guard up. You know who or what is out here. I hear a twig snap behind me and I quickly turn around, looking for a sign of someone. I see glowing, yellow eyes and... for some reason, my nerves calm instantly.

The Puppeteer walks out of the shadows and towards me.

"Good job, Jessica. Let's head to Slender's mansion now. Everyone is waiting," he says.

I nod and he grabs my wrist, leading me in a random direction. As we walk, I'm beginning to think that we're lost so I speak up.

"Hey," I call out. "Do you even know where we're going? Did you get us lost?"

He sneers and rolls his eyes.

"Nonsense. We aren't lost. It's just...difficult to travel in these woods because of the fog. If it were daytime, things would be different. It'd be much easier to see."

I roll my eyes back but continue to follow him. I take my wrist from his grasp and cross my arms. We continue to walk in silence until, finally, a huge manor, or mansion, comes into view. My eyes widen slightly and I can't help but gaze in awe. The Puppeteer snickers and grabs my wrist again, leading me up the small set of stairs, to the door.

He walks in and leads me up the stairs.

"Slender will be down in a few. I need to tell him I've brought you here. Meanwhile, make yourself at home and try not to get yourself killed."

I roll my eyes, but he can't see the sneer that's upon my lips, for it's hidden beneath my ski mask. I look over to the left, in the direction of the living room, and spot a few familiar faces I recognize. Jeff the Killer and Smile Dog, BEN Drowned, Sally and Charlie, Eyeless Jack aka EJ, Laughing Jack aka LJ, Lost Silver, Glitchy Red, Dark Link, and Jane the Killer.

I stay where I am, at the top of the staircase. Jane stands up and walks over to me with Sally.

"Hello. You must be the new arrival. I'm Jane the Killer but please call me Jane. This is Sally and her teddy bear, Charlie," Jane smiles gently. "Welcome to the Creepypasta family."

I nod lightly and shake her outstretched hand, doing the same with Sally.

"The name's Jessica Waters. Pleasure to meet you both." I smile.

Sally giggles and wraps her tiny arms around my waist, nuzzling her face into my stomach.

"Are you gonna be my new big sister?!"

I smile softly and tussle her hair, hugging back.

"If that's what you wish, dear. Then I won't mind. Whatever makes you happy."

She squeals and jumps around happily, giggling. I smile softly and look around.

"The place is pretty clean for most of the inhabitants being boys." I chuckle.

Janes sighs. "Yes, well, thanks to Slender, the house is clean. If it weren't for him to set these boys straight, or attempt to, I would be leaving with Splendorman right now and Sally would be with me."

I nod. "Understandable. Boys are disgusting. All the ones I've met are rude, mean, heartless, evil, and very abusive."

She nods. "Agreed. Well...Let's get on with the introductions then, hm?"

I nod. She leads me into the living room, but I stay close behind her, shy.

"Boys, this is Jessica Waters. She's a new member of the family so treat her with the utmost respect. Jessica, this is Jeff, BEN, EJ, LJ, Lost Silver, Glitchy Red, Smile Dog, and Dark Link."

I shyly wave at them, mumbling a small "hello" before going silent again. EJ, Glitchy Red, and Lost Silver wave politely and say a greeting. Jeff rolls his eyes and watches as BEN continues playing Call of Duty. Dark Link stares at me, expressionless, for a few seconds before turning his gaze back to the TV. LJ smirks at me and comes up to me.

My eyes widen in fear and a small whimper escapes my lips. Oh my, how I absolutely hate clowns.

"Hehehe, want some candy~?" He asks, holding out his hand.

I viciously shake my head and attempt to hide behind Jane even more, shielding my eyes with her hair and shoulder. Jane glares at LJ and smacks his hand away.

"Can't you tell she's afraid?! Leave her be, you Ronald McDonald reject!"

LJ frowns but seconds later, grins and leaves the living room. The moment he's out of the room, I heave a sigh of relief and sink to the floor, hugging my knees to my chest.

"Is everything alright down here?" asks a deep voice.

I stand up and turn around, seeing Slender with The Puppeteer beside him. Jane nods her head.

"Yes, sir. LJ merely frightened Jessica. It appears that she has an intense fear of clowns." Jane replies.

I look down, ashamed, but a hand on my head causes me to look up. I see Slender, in his human form, and he's smiling softly at me. Something a father would do.

"Child, there is no need to be ashamed. Everyone is afraid of something," he says softly.

I look back down.

"I'm afraid of a lot of things...spiders...clowns...drowning...water in general...fire...even the sun."

Slender tussles my hair and walks into the kitchen.

"That is alright. I'm sure you share some of the same fears as others in this house. Do not be ashamed of your fears, as I said earlier. But if you wish the fears to go away, then conquer your fears and become stronger. Being afraid doesn't make you weak. It helps you become stronger once you've conquered your fears."

My eyes widen at the fatherly advice and my eyes well up with tears. I instantly cover my eyes with my arm, hoping he doesn't see the tears.

I feel gentle arms pull me into a warm embrace and I look up at Slender.

"Child, never be ashamed to cry in front of someone. Especially family. We care about you, but we show it in different forms that most would through affection. Sometimes it's tough love."

I nod softly.

"Now...take off the mask. You don't need it in the house. You're welcome to be yourself here. None of us will judge."

I nod softly and remove the ski mask and hair net, letting my hair fall over my shoulders like a waterfall.

"You arrived with Puppeteer at a perfect time. It's about time for everyone to eat." Slender says.

"..Oh..um..well, I don't really eat..It's hard for me to stomach human food," I say.

"Is that so?"

I nod. "Yes. I've been this way ever since I was born. My parents never understood why. Hell, I don't even look like either of them. My mother has black hair and green eyes while my father has brown hair and brown eyes. Then there's me..white blonde hair and lavender eyes. My skin is as pale as snow. I'm taller than average girls my age. I'm seventeen and most girls are either shorter than me or of average height. I'm already six feet even and I still have a year left to finish growing."

Slender nods his head slowly, soaking up the information. He leans back against the kitchen counter, his hand on his chin in thought.

"That information is very interesting…I must look into your background more. There might be an explanation for why you look the way you do…" He mumbles.

I roll my eyes and cross my arms.

"Yeah, okay. Anyway, I'm going to need a room to stay in unless you're having me a room with someone."

"Ah, yes. I would have you room with Jane or Sally, but both share a room together so I've decided that the safest person you'll room with is Dark Link. He doesn't normally go out killing and he usually keeps to himself."

I nod and walk over to Dark Link, lightly tapping his shoulder. He looks up at me with glowing, pale red eyes.

"Yes..?" He asks softly.

"Mind showing me where your room is? Slender says I'll be rooming with you from now on." I reply just as softly.

Dark nods and stands up, walking towards the hall. I follow him and he goes up a flight of stairs then turns to the right. I easily keep up with him as we walk. Eventually, he stops in front of a door that has the inverted Triforce on it and his name carved into the wood beneath the Triforce neatly.

"You'll be able to put your symbol next to mine and carve your name below it.." He mumbles.

I nod softly and offer him a gentle smile. I lightly bump my shoulder into his playfully.

"Hey, loosen up. We'll be sharing a room so there's no need to be so mopey."

"I'm not mopey. I just prefer to not show any emotion because emotions are pathetic and make you weak."

I glare at him and walk into our bedroom.

"Emotions are not pathetic and they do not make you weak! You're just saying that because you've never had someone show you the true meaning of having emotions! You're a Creepypasta and everyone fears you, therefore, no one wants to show you that meaning!"

I turn to face him. His eyes are wide but within seconds, he's looking down and glaring at the floor.

"Shut up. You don't know anything about me personally. You don't know the real me. So just shut up."

I sigh and set up my bed on my side of the room.

"Whatever you say, Dark...but just know that I'm here for you if you ever want to talk or just want to hang out with someone. I'm not afraid of you."

He narrows his eyes.

"Just...shut up!"

I smile softly, seeing a slight tint of pink on his cheeks.

"Get me when dinner is ready."

He scoffs slightly and turns on his heal.

"Whatever."

He walks out of the room, shutting the door behind him. I sigh softly and lay back on my bed with a sigh, thinking about tonight's events. I sigh softly again and just as my eyes flutter shut, they flicker open from the sound of a knock on the door.

"Um..come in," I mumble softly.

The doorknob turns and the door opens, revealing The Puppeteer. He walks in and sits beside me on my bed.

"Uh, hey.." He mumbles.

I sit up and cross my arms slightly.

"Yes?" I ask.

"Slender told me to get you for dinner. And..I'm sorry for scaring you earlier, back at your old house."

I smile and shrug. "Nah, it's all good. I was never mad to begin with. Anyway, let's get food! I mean, yeah I can't really eat human food, but I suppose I can try."

"You can't eat human food?" He asks.

I shake my head. "Nope. I've never been able to. I mean, it makes me sick to my stomach, but I can still force it down."

He nods softly. "I see."

I stand up and walk to the bedroom door.

"Hey, come on. Let's go."

He nods and stands. We walk out of the room I share with Dark and down the hall. We get to the staircase and I jump down every two stairs, giggling to myself childishly.