[Eternal here, yeeeeaaaa, haven't written in a while, I know. And, this story was supposed to be a one shot separate from Edward VS Edward, but then I got an idea… I could keep updating it and turn into stories between characters who are similar to one another, and thus, this story was born XD ENJOY!
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!]
Chapter 2: Nightmare in the woods
It was a cool, crisp, October afternoon when Jack Skellington decided to take a stroll through the deserted forest outside Halloween Town. The trees were tightly compact; there was no visible light that could penetrate the eerie woods. Especially on a night like this one where the moon had diminished into non-existence. In fact, it was the night before that hallowed eve, when Jack played scary pranks on all of the town's members. He needed some inspiration; this year's prank had to be the best ever. All Jack had to see with was a dingy old flashlight. But, he didn't use it. He didn't need it. Jack hummed to himself, his hands clasped behind his back. Something would come to him. It always did. His eyes spotted a small slip of paper attached to a nearby tree. What on Earth could it be? Within two strides he was at the base of the tree pealing the note off the tree. A scratchy stick figure was drawn and beneath was the word: RUN!
"What's this?!" He exclaimed.
Jack scrutinized the piece of paper for clues. What could the meaning behind this strange note?
BOOOOOM!
The forest erupted with a steady paced low booming that shook the forest causing Jack to jump and spin about. What was this feeling so sudden and new? He was usually the one causing the terror and fright and now he was on the opposite end. His pulse quickened as his brow broke out into a cold sweat. There wasn't much else to do but to keep heading foreword. The booming never stopped, until suddenly, he reached a mysterious tunnel. It was solid brick just plopped into the center of the forest.
"Now, how in the world did you get there?" Jack asked out loud, as if expecting a reply.
None came. All that was left was to explore. He entered through the dark tunnel, his flashlight dimly lighting the interior. Was that blood on the walls? He couldn't be sure and he didn't care to investigate. There! On the wall in front of him, another note. This one read: LEAVE ME ALONE!
Who was there? Who wanted to be left alone? The booming grew louder, and louder. Jack was shaking now. His pale, thin arms could be seen trembling through his black coat. A shiver ran down his spine. He was close to the exit. As he entered back into the forest, he spotted a figure in the distance.
"Mr.! Come here fellow Sir! There is something strange in this forest. Is this your doing?" Cried Jack.
He ran toward the figure, and as he got closer, he saw the man better. He wasn't really a man. No, he was much like himself. Tall, thin, white faced, and an impeccable sense in dress.
"Sir-"
Jack was cut off as his vision blurred to static and a loud boom nearly blew his ear drum. Was this to be the end of the greatest scare tactician to ever live? Was he to finally be succeeded by this strange man? But what a way to go. With a bang, killed by the very pleasure he took in others. Scaring them, literally, to death.
In the next instant, his brain cleared and he found he could see again. The man was still there, and he seemed a bit clueless. The faceless man gestured with his abnormally long arms.
"What are you saying man? If you are asking why I am still here, I cannot answer that question."
Jack took out the stick notes and presented them to the man.
"Are these yours?"
The man grabbed them and pointed to the first note with the stick figure, and pointed. Jack was oblivious.
"I must say, you have an incredible talent. I haven't witnessed something this terrifying in years! I don't know how you managed it, but would you be willing to be my partner? I could use someone with a séance for fright like you! What do you say?"
The man, who had yet to speak, nodded.
"My name is Slenderman. I will join you if you bring children into my woods." Slenderman gave a chilling grin to rival Jack's.
"Very well. You have a deal."
[And that's how lender keeps getting unsuspecting victims to enter his forest to play his games! Anyway, hope you enjoyed, don't think you care too much about this side note, but if you have NEVER played Slender: the eight pages, I highly recommend it. The game itself isn't scary, but the suspense is….. I couldn't play it in the daytime, with four other people, with me WATCHING them play…. It's that stressful… So yea, and if you have any suggestions, I'm all ears. What characters do YOU think share similar qualities? And if you have Slender stories, I want to hear them! HOME YOU ENJOYED!]