A shrill ring cut through the air, where had it come from? Looking around all of the humans began getting their things and approaching double doors in a few different buildings. The human- Cassie was long gone by now. Following the stream of people it felt constricting.
Passing in and along with them I faced a long hall with numerous doors of which humans casually strode into.
"Hey new kid, Alzure? You have a schedule yet?" that girl with the nasal voice had found me. Shaking my head, what did a schedule have to do with school? The hall was beginning to dwindle with human activity. The girl began reaching out for my shoulder, quickly facing her with a snarl forming on my lips.
"S-Sorry... I'll uh, just go." her face filled with fear it even permeated the air around her making me shiver in delight, it felt like it wasn't enough. I could feel the illusion slip slightly. No, I couldn't do that here. Needed to keep a low profile, I calmly walked away as she stood there rooted to the spot.
Where had that strange human gone? I froze in spot when I noticed it out of my peripheral vision the black blur making my heart skip a beat. Shaking my head I momentarily pondered if this was how the prey of my kind felt while being stalked.
My own instincts to follow nudged me to make a move, so I followed. I came to a door that read E12. Peering inside, there were tables and chairs... a classroom. I saw here there on the farthest row on the first seat, she sat there looking at the empty corner across from her an almost evil glare was on her face.
She sat unblinking, until someone walked in front of her row. Only then did she blink but looked down. I did not have the gift to read minds but I found myself wondering what on earth was it that was going through her head.
"Oh hello, are you a new student?" a wizened old lady called out to me, I only blinked before registering I had been caught. She smiled with a twinkle in her eye, straightening up I cleared my throat still getting used to using a voice.
"Erm, yes I am new... I just got lost while survey- um looking around the school." I could feel a strange hotness in my face as I struggled with my words. She chuckled lowly.
"That's quite alright dear, here let me get a look at that schedule," she held her hand out expectantly.
"I don't have a schedule... yet." if she needed it then it must be important.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Did you just move here? I can tell your not from around here." the old woman kept smiling. By now the entire room full of students was watching the exchange including that girl- Cassie.
"Do you know where the administration office is? I felt uneasy, never had I been the main attention of anything- I hated it.
"Y-yes," I ducked my head, unsure of where this place was but began walking down the hall.
"Other way dear." the old lady called out. With new found embarrassment I quickly changed direction. My shorter limbs couldn't carry me fast enough out of the hall. As soon as it was clear I teleported out and away from that building. Back at the tree line, the illusion dispelled seeing as the trees began to shrink. Feeling more at ease now that I was in my natural form I took one good look at the building before leaving... I knew the perfect person to go to for help.
Approaching the large Victorian Era like mansion, I found my nerves twisting up. I hardly would ever come here due to certain... relations, but I had to do this. I had to stalk my new target, yes that was reason enough!
Without a moments thought the world disappeared and reappeared into the foyer. The drapery was a charcoal black and some accented reds decorated the area. A large grey husky bowled me over not even a second of being here, I was on the floor getting mentally bombarded by questions.
"Oh boy, oh boy. Thought I'd never see you again just wait, just wait. Wait until you meet my new pet! He's just like me and he even has the smile. He likes-"
"Okay, okay just give me a second!" A static warped voice hissed out... my voice. I swiped at the large canine, it looked so smug wagging its tail enthusiastically as it sat off to the side. Maybe he could help me find-
"OH MY GOSH! GREEN STRIPES!" My 'name'- due to the fact my tie was striped black and green- was called out in a shrill excited octave. Once more I was on the floor only this time my lungs were in a vice. Tinkling bells echoed in the room, as I uselessly wrestled at my captor.
"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!? I MISSED YOU SOOO MUCH, EVEN-" a black tendril with a green a tip slapped over my attackers mouth. Hissing out a shushing noise I glared at him. It was one of my uncles, I only reached up to his chest as he stood up abruptly still speaking even with me covering his mouth, the bells never ceasing their music.
Debating whether or not to let up on his loud mouth I sighed, it was bound to happen. He was surprisingly quiet looking me over with a wide very constant smile.
"He-hello uncle spl-" I was enveloped in a tight hug, his tall stature making him hunch over. I felt kinda bad now that I was here. I left without a good bye and only rarely visited. It felt awkward suddenly.
"Are-Are you gonna stay this time?" a muffled voice squeaked. Inwardly cringing, I didn't want to go through this once more. My uncle was a very sensitive... soul, unlike the others of my family.
"S-Sorry uncle I am only here for a favor..." a strangled sob came out of him as he looked at me, his smile became forced and chipped the corners of his mouth cracked.
"But I missed yoouu," he whined, the tears cascading down his face... patting him on the back awkwardly I felt bad.
'Don't do it... don't even say-' mentally arguing with myself, the static almost blaring as it appeared without my consent.
"I suppose I can stay... today." wincing at the death grip my shoulders received his smile came back tenfold.
"REALLY! Can't wait til-" he stopped mid sentence almost like he remembered something.
"I think you should see Uncle Sl-" something flew in between us, it was a... bloody kitchen knife?
"Not again," My uncle almost whined but seemed more wary than alarmed, me on the other hand. I was confused, of course a kitchen knife wouldn't kill us but... what on earth-
The next thing I knew, by instinct green tipped black tendrils began constricting the threat. What I could guess, or assume what I heard it was muffled cursing and even some biting. The dull pain was irritating.
"You shouldn't have done that," a smooth tenor echoed from the hall, perking up at the voice it was just who I wanted to see... before all this. Pulling whatever it was that attacked my uncle and I- I came face to face with a shocking visage.
"Not another one," my distorted voice groaned out, as realization hit me. My uncle chuckled in a uncharacteristic dark tone.
A/N
So yea, because I'm a lazy MOFO, each character that is famously known as CreepyPasta is not mine and belong to their respectful creator. Only the OC's belong to me, and uh some shout outs to some reviewers.
Thanks a bunch for the reviews and encouragement:
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Anerol Sevla