Chapter 2~
Tetsuji whimpered, squirming in the grip of the… tentacles? The one around his mouth loosened, shifting up to caress his cheek and making him flinch. That wispy voice returned to his mind, like a whisper from a mouth with its lips on his ear.
'You are cold… like me,' the whisper said, sounding like it was smiling. Tetsuji stared directly where he imagined the eyes should be, the blank face scaring him more and chilling his already icy bones.
"S-slenderman…," he muttered, almost inaudible. It was a question and recognition.
'Yes?' The whispering voice chuckled as the black appendage went down from his cheek to his neck, then to his chest over his heart. He seemed to realize it wasn't a question that needed answering and continued with his curiosity. 'You have no heartbeat.' Slenderman tilted his head, and then the black arm shot up to Tetsuji's mouth, making him flinch again. It gently lifted his lip to reveal a short retracted fang, and with a massage to the gum, it extended, making Tetsuji whimper again. 'Vampire. I am honored,' he chuckled. 'You could have easily escaped me, prey. You realized being in my grasp weakens your natural powers? And on the night of a full moon, could you have made yourself any more vulnerable?'
"What do you want from me?! You can't kill me!" Tetsuji said, struggling and kicking.
'There are far better things than death. But I sense your pursuers think you have run off- we should continue somewhere private, Tetsuji Honda.'
"H-how did you know-mm!" Slenderman wrapped his mouth again and walked off into the forest with Tetsuji in tow, held above the ground by two of his four extra appendages. He glided through the brush, his legs moving like he was walking but his feet not seeming to touch the ground. Tetsuji continued to kick and wriggle, trying to use his strength to break free… which, any other time would have worked… Slenderman laughed in his chilling whisper, sounding more like a voice-trampled cackle. He took Tetsuji back to the old wash house, putting a hand on the wall to still the flickering lights. They stayed dim, and he sat Tetsuji down on the counter of one of the larger rooms, keeping his hold tight. His small figure with no help of his powers did practically nothing, in fact, it encouraged the wandering spirit who, if he could, would be smiling in amusement.
'Poor vampire…' Slenderman slid closer, until he was 'face' to face with Tetsuji. The latter froze, green eyes wide in terror as the former squeezed him tighter, crushing his arms against his ribs. 'You're thirsty.' Slenderman tilted his head at a ninety-degree angle, looking like a broken doll. 'Bite me,' he taunted, hissing a laugh into Tetsuji's ear. Tetsuji turned his head away, cringing at the blood-curdling sight of the inhuman contortion. Holding still, Slenderman gave a disappointed 'hrm' in Tetsuji's ear. 'Your enhanced healing is gone… you may be immortal, but I guarantee it is excruciating to lose a rib or two.' The grip around Tetsuji's middle suddenly became unbearable, squeezing him the way one would a splinter with tweezers. He screamed under the wrap on his mouth, and Slenderman stopped just before the first rib could fracture. He leaned close as if he could actually speak, the side of his blank face brushing Tetsuji's. 'It would be in your best interests to obey…' He tilted his head again, loosening the grip enough for Tetsuji to move. He let go of his mouth, the black appendage joining the other two at Slenderman's back in the synchronized wave.
A muffled whimper escaped Tetsuji's freed mouth, along with two elongated fangs more than ready to bite anything put in front of him. Closing his eyes, he leaned forward impulsively and bit down on the exposed white flesh, his fangs making their distinct sound of puncture breaking taut skin and immediately drawing blood. He was nervous, incredibly so, until a thick, black liquid oozed like blood from the punctured skin.
It was heaven. No blood had ever tasted this good, not even fresh catches brought from mother, the skilled hunter. He swallowed greedily, latched onto Slenderman's neck and moaning softly at the taste. So smooth, so sweet, and that tangy aftertaste complimented it so well- the metallic tingle trailed down his throat as he guzzled, feeling like he could never be full. His captor let him drink his fill, from which Tetsuji withdrew reluctantly. He couldn't take any more in, but he wanted to… he licked at the puncture marks until they sealed back in a pearly white. Slenderman left a pause of silence as he straightened, letting his prey rest his head upon his flat chest.
'… good?' Tetsuji nodded, slowly, reluctantly, then shifted in the tight hold, getting… hot? He'd never felt his own heat before- the only warmth he'd ever known was the initial touch of fresh blood to his tongue. This heat radiated from within him, boiling out and making him breathe heavily. 'You're my first vampire in years. And my last wouldn't even bite me, he said he'd rather die… he missed out,' the well-dressed wanderer chuckled. 'You're quite young, too… you match the age you look- perhaps twelve, thirteen?'
"Sixteen…," Tetsuji said in a quiet exhale, frowning. Everyone said he looked younger.
'You fooled even me.' Slenderman nuzzled Tetsuji's head, waiting for the effects of his blood to kick in.
"What… what do you want from me…?" Tetsuji asked breathlessly, his head spinning and his tongue craving for another lick of the delicious liquid.
'I'm quite bored. You have solved that boredom, and I would like to propose something. I was going to kill you, horribly, in front of those who mocked you and sent you in here… but I quite like you. A vampire who refuses to use his powers, even in danger? Troubled soul,' he scoffed, a black arm reaching back out to caress Tetsuji's cheek. 'Will you hear my offer, or shall I proceed to kill you?' Tetsuji gulped.
"Not much of a choice," he said in a weaker voice than he'd hoped. "I'll hear it…" In that creepy-ass whisper of yours… get a mouth! No… don't… it'd be like a creepy tear in your face with a black wriggly tongue like that picture in that book… Tetsuji shuddered at the image.
'My blood. Whenever you want it, as much as you want… in return for my possession of you. I may have you, take you, play with you… whenever and however I please.'
"And if I refuse…?" Tetsuji curled his lips in, drawing his head back away to look to the side, his wavy hair shrouding his oval face.
'Then I shall proceed as I do with my normal victims…' The black tentacle eased around Tetsuji's face, suddenly pulling his chin back to face Slenderman. 'I will stalk you… you will be the only one who can see me. I'll worm my way into your head, slowly, so it looks as if you're dipping into insanity. I'll turn pleasure into pain and love into hate. I will drive you mad… and then I will kill you, only when I have you begging for death at my feet.' This threat was given in a cheery tone, the whisper laughing dryly here and there for a dramatic pause. Tetsuji shivered and shifted his legs, feeling hot and weird and now even more terrified. He didn't see though, how accepting was a bad thing. He'd never have to kill anyone again if supplied with blood- blood that tasted more pure than anything he'd ever had, blood that warmed him from the inside out… Very slowly, he gave a nod. 'I need to hear you say it…,' the demonic spirit whispered with a 'grin.' 'Say you are mine, 'I belong to Slenderman."
Tetsuji bit his lip, puncturing in one spot with his slightly longer right fang. "I… belong… t-to Sl… Slenderman," he stuttered out, staring directly at the blank face before him. The instant he finished, a low laugh could be heard, ringing in his head.
'I gave you my part tonight already… Now it's my turn,' Slenderman stated, his other appendages now drifting closer to Tetsuji, who glanced between all four of the extra limbs nervously.
What have I done?
