Well, some people seemed to really like this story, so two-part it is!
I actually have a full story idea for this plot.
I might include a sneak peak of it at the bottom of this story. It would be a comedy/adventure genre story, with elements of horror.
A lot happened since I last updated.
I got out of a summer program, no it's not like the one where people ignored me/tried to get me to kill myself, but called for help the moment I said I was done doing nice things for them (those people were douchebags). There were a lot less people at this one, it's nicer, we did a lot of exciting things, and I loved every minute of it.
I also moved into my college dorm! :D I'm a college freshman!
But, I'm not here to talk about that. This chapter takes place shortly after the God of Death arc.
One more thing, I'm basing the Creepypasta world off of Madame Macabre's "The Seer" series. I know she probably won't continue it, so I'm going to use it to my heart's content.
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Luke Yanks gripped his arm as he continued to run, not looking back to see how close his pursuer was to him.
Luke kept running, hoping to make it to his home so that he could lock the doors, put a barrier between him and his would-be killer, and call the police to keep this bloodthirsty psychopath away from him.
Upon seeing his rundown home, he smiled despite the situation, and ran faster.
But luck was not on his side; he tripped over a rock, and fell down. With his now watering eyes focused on his home, he whispered, "…No…"
He felt a pull on his legs as he was dragged back a couple of feet before being flipped over to face his assailant.
As he gazed into the eyeholes of the blue and red mask, he saw two narrowed blue eyes staring at him from the darkness behind the mask.
Luke heard, "Thanks for playing."
A knife was plunged into Luke's neck, cutting off any response the man might have had.
The Blue Assassin tore the knife from his victim's neck and whispered, "Death is a kindness, and murder is a gift."
With that said, The Blue Assassin turned around and left the corpse to be discovered by the Albany police department.
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A man's voice asked, "Another one?"
A pause
"Damn. Thanks for the information."
A click.
A sigh, "It looks like an assassin is trying to take the God of Death's place."
A woman answered, "Is that really such a surprise? A lot of people would like to be the world's greatest assassin."
"True, but whoever this is isn't doing this for money, and the targets don't seem to have any connection. An unemployed alcoholic in California, a five-year-old girl in the Philippines, a college student trying to become a doctor in Germany, a soldier from Japan, a lawyer from New Jersey, a priest from London, Takaoka, and so many more. These people have never met each other, but shortly before they died, they all claimed a short person on a blue mask was stalking them."
The man's voice trailed off near the end; the woman spoke, "Karasuma, you can't blame yourself for Nagisa. We don't even know what happened."
Karasuma sighed, "That's just it, we don't know what happened. But police reports are saying that there was screaming coming from the Shiota residence, Nagisa was seen covered in blood, he stabbed a police officer, for the love of god, he stabbed a police officer in the neck! Even if he didn't murder his mother, at the very least he killed one person. And then he disappeared."
Karasuma sighed again, looking much older than he did a few weeks ago, "We're training kids to be killers. What the hell were we thinking, Irina?"
Irina answered, "We were thinking that it was our best bet to save the world, and unfortunately, it is."
Irina grabbed his hand.
Karasuma rubbed his face with his free hand, "Damn that octopus, damn this school, damn-"
A gasp cut him off, "Karasuma-sensei! How can you say such things and claim to be a teacher? Tsk, tsk. I am glad that none of the students were here to hear you say such horrible words. After all-"
A green knife embedded itself into the wall where Korosensei was previously standing.
Karasuma and Irina were glaring at the yellow teacher with murderous intent pouring off of them.
Korosensei waved his tentacles in what he thought was a placating manner, "W-wait a minute! I was just trying to distract you from getting lost in bad thoughts! I swear!"
Nakamura's voice growled, "Damn it, Korosensei! That looked like a beautiful KaraBitch moment, and you ruined it!"
Korosensei screamed, "NO! How could I ruin my favorite pairing?"
Some of the other students joined in on the argument between Nakamura and Korosensei.
Despite themselves, the human teachers smiled, 'At least some things never change.'
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The Blue Assassin smiled as his knife cut yet another throat, this one belonging to human who spent a good part of his life trying to find and expose mystical creatures like Slenderman.
Most people like this were beneath his master's notice, and the notice of other beings as well, but this particular one had made some interesting discoveries.
Discoveries that could very well expose the Underworld and all that inhabit it.
Something that could not be allowed to happen, so his master sent him to make quick work of the human, and burn his home to the ground; spilling random chemicals onto the ground before taking one of the human's cigarettes (mentally scolding himself for not learning the target's name) and lighting it before dropping it in the puddle of chemicals, hoping that the fire would spread and destroy all of the evidence so that he wouldn't have to.
To the assassin's delight, the flame quickly grew.
Before he could relish in the pride he felt coming from his master, he heard the front door open, and a girl's voice asked, "Uncle? Are you home? Are you cooking something?"
The Blue Assassin quickly, yet stealthily, moved towards the sound of the voice. A voice that was familiar, but he couldn't place it, so it annoyed him.
And things that annoyed him generally did not have long to live.
Except Jeff.
Jeff pissed him off almost daily, but he was still alive.
Pushing the thought of the eternally grinning killer away, The Blue Assassin silently prepared to take another life.
Raising the blade, he dashed towards the girl, the grin on his face nearly the opposite of the expression on his mask.
As the blade arched downwards, The Blue Assassin caught a glimpse of his would be victim and gasped, his bloodlust practically gone. But it was too late to stop the blade, and Okuda's cheek ended up getting slashed.
Okuda fell to the floor in a mixture of pain and surprise. She grabbed her cheek, feeling the blood pooling out of it. Looking up, she saw a knife dripping with her blood, and a hooded figure wearing a blue mask with an expression that seemed to be painted in blood towering over her.
Okuda eyes only continued to widen as she saw the flames dancing not that far behind him.
The sight of the fire combined with the masked stranger in her uncle's apartment and her own pain and shock made it practically impossible to move, and all Okuda could do was hope that she would somehow survive this.
The masked man did not move yet, and his inaction created a greater feeling of terror in Okuda than if he had made a move to kill her.
As the fire continued to spread, both teens simply stared at each other. One with paralyzing fear, and the other's emotions were safely hidden behind the mask.
Without warning, The Blue Assassin lunged forward, and Okuda shut her eyes.
Everything went black for the girl, and then she could no longer hear.
Not the flickering of the flames.
Not the breathe of the killer.
Not her own heartbeat.
Not even the sound of her body falling onto the floor.
She could hear absolutely nothing.
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Karma laughed as he finished watching the video Nakamura sent him about how Korosensei embarrassed himself while trying to earn his student's forgiveness for ruining a KaraBitch moment when he noticed an odd, smoky, smell.
Looking up, he saw smoke emerging from the apartment that Okuda entered a few minutes ago.
Karma's eyes widened, "Oh no."
Nagisa's disappearance a few weeks ago affected everyone in class 3-E.
Karma decided to spend more time with his friends, in order to prevent whatever caused Nagisa to run away without telling anyone from happening again.
Which is why he decided to walk Okuda home today.
Not because of whatever reason Nakamura was saying, because that is wrong!
But that wasn't important, because the building that Okuda just entered was on fire!
Running to the stairs, Karma quickly knocked the unfortunate people who were running down to escape the fire aside as he ran up.
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The Blue Assassin stared at the still form of Okuda below him.
Outwardly, he was as still as a statue, but his mind was racing with memories, memories of his past life as Nagisa Shiota.
Of course, those memories were mostly just flashes of emotions, sometimes color, and so much static.
But there were a few memories that were relatively clear compared the others, he couldn't remember any names, any voices, but he did remember faces.
And this girl's face was in some of his memories.
He didn't care to learn about his past, but it was those memories that prevented him from killing the girl.
Instead, he merely knocked her out.
The big question now was what to do now.
If he left the girl alone in this building, the she would die.
Either from the fire or from the smoke it produced.
If he killed her now, sparing her from the pain of such a drawn out death, she would still die.
And for some unfathomable reason, he was uncomfortable with that thought.
Actually, the thought of this girl dying at all made him uneasy.
A growl forced it's way out of his throat before he could repress it, but his mind was only focused on WHY THE FUCK IS THE THOUGHT OF THIS GIRL DYING BOTHER HIM?
Shaking his head, the assassin bent down and reached for the girl with his blood-covered gloves.
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Karma made it to the third floor, the floor that Okuda's uncle, Hiroshi, lived and the same floor that the fire was on.
Karma raced towards the room that the smoke was emerging from, screaming Okuda's name the whole time.
When he reached the door with the smoke emerging from it, most of the people on the floor had already escaped, but standing over the still form of Okuda was a masked figure with a knife in his gloved hand.
Immediately suspecting the worst, Karma charged at the masked stranger, "Get away from her!"
Looking up in surprise, the shorter of the two was knocked back a few feet, but far enough away from the fire to avoid being burned, at least for the moment.
The Blue Assassin was shaking, and the scariest part for him was that he had no idea why.
The static was louder and more erratic than he could ever remember it, and far from comforting.
The static was screaming at him to leave! Now!
The Blue Assassin was hyperventilating at this point, and pushed the red head-Karma, a part of his mind whispered- away before running out of the open door and ran. Leaving the two people behind him.
Karma's initial reaction was to go after him, but then he remembered that Okuda was still unconscious, and he couldn't leave her alone in a room that was being consumed by fire.
So, Karma picked up the unconscious Okuda and carried her downstairs.
Shortly after that, the fire department arrived to put out the fire. But Karma didn't stick around to answer any questions; rather he called Korosensei.
As soon as Korosensei picked up, Karma said, "Get over here now. Something bad just happened."
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The Blue Assassin was upset.
The average person wouldn't know due to the mask that covered his face, but underneath the mask, his face was twisted in rage.
Slenderman wasn't happy that he let two people spot him and live, but since he was still new, he wasn't punished.
But this was the first mission that The Blue Assassin hadn't completed to the letter, and that was pissing him off.
He whispered to himself, "Next time we meet, I will cut your stomach open, and hang you upside down."
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Well, there you have it. Chapter 2.
Hope you like it, and don't forget to leave a review for me. For some reason, it took around three weeks for me to write the ending. Oh, and just to make one thing clear, Nagisa's mother was dead before he stabbed her in the heart, he just wanted to make sure.
Slimjimm77: Glad you liked it.
Blackbird66: Thank you. There should be more Slender Ass-Class fanfics, right? Just imagine the potential. And two thumbs up? YAY! :D
Forever hero girl: I'm glad you liked it, and if you got chills, then I did a good job. Thanks.
Matt: Are you the same Matt that would review Demi-virus? I'll think about your idea.
Fanatic Fangirl: Thank you, I try to make my characters stay in character, and Nagisa was tough to write since Slenderman was messing with his mind. Hope you like this chapter just as much.
Matt: Guess that answers that question. I've been waiting for someone to actually use the poll before I write another chapter.
Coolc341: Thank you, and here you go.
Pantherdog62: Glad to know you like my story. I might add more to this, I do have more ideas.
Thanks, everyone!
