Title- Guardian Angel

Author- OroKabuLover

Disclaimer- I don't own Slenderman, Rose is a random character that I made up.

Artisan's Chronicle- Chapter 9 is here!

Rose helped Slenderman clean up the home a little bit, happy that she could help him.

He managed to find her something to eat before picker her up, holding her tightly ads He sat on the couch, watching the news, even though the news was different here than at the previous home, as they had changed states.

Rose quickly fell asleep in His lap.

"And tonight an Amber Alert has been issued for five-year-old Rose Shnoebelen," the news reporter said, "she was last seen at Evergreen Elementary school a few days ago." Rose's school picture appeared on the screen. "She is likely accompanied by an adult male, whom officials have declared as dangerous, and to approach with caution," He chuckled softly, knowing that the police knew his height, and yet they didn't mention it.

He turned the television off and stood up, holding Rose tightly. The being walked back to the bedroom, just now remembering that there was only one bedroom.

Slenderman walked in, a thin black tendril pulled the covers back as he set Rose down on the bed gently. He walked around the bed to the other side, quickly lying down before pulling the blankets up over the both of them

He slept on His side, facing away from Rose. The being woke up as she moved over against His back, curling up against Him for warmth. He turned over and watched as she nuzzled up against His chest quickly.

Sighing, He held her against Him, falling back asleep almost instantly once again.

Slenderman woke up the next morning to find Rose still firmly pressed against his chest, sleeping soundly. He slowly let go of her and carefully got out of the bed, being careful not to wake her up.

He pulled the covers back over her to keep the body heat in before going out to the living room. The being sighed as He sat down on the couch.

There were no fresh clothes for Rose, and there was no more food. He never needed food, so there was no need for Him to keep it in the homes. He knew He would have to go get food for her, but He absolutely refused to leave her home alone.

Rose eventually walked down the hallway, smiling up at Him,

"Morning," she said.

"Good morning my child," He said as He walked over to her and picked her up, noticing she had no shoes or boots to wear. "How about we get you something to eat," He said as they vanished, reappearing in yet another house. "Wait here," He said as He placed the girl on the couch before He walked down the hallway and went into a bedroom.

"Wake up," He said as a tendril nudged the sleeping teen awake. The teenager sat up and rubbed his brown eyes before looking up at the tall man.

"Got a job for me?" He asked as he ran a hand through his short black hair.

"Yes, you need to go out and get food and a pair of shoes."

"What size?"

"I brought her along, I am not sure," Slenderman said as He stepped aside, allowing the teenager to stand up.

"It's been a while since I've had a job."

"I haven't been in the area lately, therefore, there is nothing for you to do Anthony," He explained, the boy nodded before walking down the hallway.

"How old is she" Anthony asked, having expected a teenager.

"She's five," He walked out behind him. "She needs breakfast."

"Do you want me just to take her with me? I'm not sure what shoe size she wears."

"As long as you are careful," He replied.

"I will be, I'll take her to get some breakfast first, and then we can go get the rest," Anthony said as Rose watched the two.

Slenderman walked over to her.

"I need you to go with Anthony today my child," He explained to her as she looked up at Him. "Will you go with him?" She nodded.

"Of course."

"I need you to do everything Anthony says while you are with him, and listen to him," He reminded her.

"Okay," Rose smiled.

"I'll go get ready," Anthony said before walking back to his bedroom and changing clothes, walking back out in jeans and a sweater. "I'm going to have to carry her for now," He sighed, knowing there was still snow on the ground. Rose hopped off of the couch and ran over to the teen, whom leaned over and picked her up.

"Here," the being said as He held out a small wad of cash. "This should be plenty," Anthony nodded.

"It won't take us too long. I'll stop at the gas station down the street and get her something to eat, and then we'll go get the shoes and food," the teen explained before Slenderman vanished.

Anthony sighed and grabbed a set of keys from the counter before carrying her outside of the house, locking the door behind him. "You can go in the backseat," He thought aloud as he placed Rose in the back seat of the car, buckling her in tightly.

He drove down to the gas station, carrying her into the store. "Here," he pressed Rose's face against his neck, not wanting anyone to recognize her. "Just stay like that until we are back outside," Rose nodded against his neck. He grabbed a few small packages of bite sized powdered donuts. He paid for then and carried her and the bag out to the car. "Have you ever had these before?" He asked as he buckled her in and opened a small package of five donuts, holding one out to her.

"No," she said, taking it onto her small hands.

"You'll love them," He said, setting the rest of the package in her lap before closing the door and climbing into the front seat. He drove off to Wal Mart, watching her eat the donuts in the rear-view mirror.

He got her a pair of white tennis shoes and a pair of winter boots. He put her in the cart and pushed her around, grabbing more donuts, pop-tarts, macaroni and cheese, Cheetos, bottles of water, juice bags, bread, peanut butter, cheese slices, and some chocolate bars.

She was sound asleep by the time he wheeled the cart out to his car. He chuckled and gently removed her from the cart and placed her into the car, buckling her in once again; He closed the door and moved the bags into the trunk. He drove back home and carried Rose inside first, lying her down on the couch and covering her up with a blanket quickly.

Anthony then began to carry in the groceries, closing the trunk and locking the car once he was finished, He locked the front door behind him, locking the door knob, the dead bolt, and the chain lock.

He sat down on the couch slowly before jumping back up to answer his cell phone, which was ringing loudly in his pocket.

"Hello?" He asked, not recognizing the number.

"Anthony... it's Drew," a hushed voice said.

"What's going on?" Anthony questioned, wondering why Drew was calling him.

"I got a call today... from Luke," he said. Anthony sighed loudly. "He saw you this morning... with someone."

"Ya, I was told to watch over her," he explained, "I thought Luke was taken care of."

"Apparently not... I'm hiding out in my closet right now."

"What did he say?"

"He told me he saw you, and then hung up... five minutes later; I received a picture text, of a riffle. When I got out of my showed, there was a picture that had been slipped under the front door it was a Polaroid photo of you and her at Wal Mart, with a bullet hole going through each of your heads..." Anthony looked over at Rose, whom was still asleep. "I would come over there myself, but I am terrified of leaving my house, he already knows where I live. So I called Mathew, he's on his way, along with a few others. They're going to be on lookout. I assume you still have your gun."

"Ya, I haven't shot it in a while though, but I still have it," Anthony said, his heart skipped a beat as he heard a car door slam outside of the house. "Hold on," he said, pressing the phone against his chest as he looked out the peephole in the front door. "False alarm," he sighed in relief as he watched Mathew and a few other guys get out of the black car.

"I gotta go," Drew sighed.

"If anything happens, destroy it."

I know, I have it in here with me, along with a lighter."

"Okay then, good luck."

"You too," Anthony sighed as Drew hung up. A knock on the door caused his head to jerk up, as well as Rose turning over on the couch,

After checking the peephole once again, he opened the door.

"Thanks you guys."

"No problem," Mathew chuckled. "AJ and CJ are going to stay outside, one at the front door, one at the back door," the two boys, obviously twins, nodded. "Santana and I will stay inside, just in case if he gets in."

"Alright," Anthony said as he stepped aside, allowing the two into the home. The twins stayed outside as the door was relocked once again.

"Is she the one we're protecting?" Santana asked, parting his shaggy blonde hair to reveal his blue eyes, trying to get a better look at her.

"Yes. Will you just cut your hair already?" Anthony replied.

"Never," Santana mused as Anthony and Matthew rolled their eyes.

"She's kinda young..." Matthew pointed out.

"She's only five," Anthony added.

"You gonna take her to your room" Santana asked as Anthony nodded. Rose shifted in his arms as he carried her back to the bedroom.

Anthony sat on the bed, the blanket still firmly wrapped around her. He gently lied her down on the bed and walked over to his dressed, pulling open the top drawer. He rummaged around in the drawer, pulling a black handgun out from underneath a few pairs of boxers. He loaded it quickly before sitting back down on the bed.

He looked over at Rose, rubbing her back gently as she slept.

Santana sat on the couch, a silver handgun resting in his lap. He looked around, having a good view of the front door, and the back door in the dining room, which led to the porch.

Matthew sat in the hallway outside Anthony's door, a handgun in his hand as well.

The house was silent for hours, each person taking turns to have a break and get something to eat, relieve themselves in the bathroom, then quickly returning to their designated post.

Rose was wide awake now. Anthony had Matthew get some paper and pens for her to draw with.

"What was that?" CJ mumbled looking around. He sat on the top step outside the front door. His hand tightened around the handgun in his sweater pocket. He looked around, darkness covered everything. Streetlights illuminated the road before him. His head jerked up as he heard a twig snap. He pulled out his walkie-talkie. "Did you hear that?" He asked AJ.

"Hear what?" AJ replied.

"I thought I heard something."

"Hmm... I don't hear anything, but keep on guard."

"Will do," CJ nodded before stuffing the radio into his other pocket sighing,

He held onto the gun tightly as he looked around, trying to listen to anything.

Rose smiled as she wrote her name on the paper. The sound of a gunshot caused her to jump, accidentally dragging the pen across the paper.

"He's here..." Matthew said as he held the gun tightly, turning the safety off. Santana ran over to the front door, looking out the peephole. Luke walked over to the steps, pushing CJ aside. The twin slumped over and fell to the ground.

He jumped back when Like began kicking the door, hard. AJ ran in from the back door, raising his gun.

Rose looked up at Anthony.

"What's going on?" She asked,

"Someone's here to try to take you away, but we won't let him take you," Anthony assured her.

The doorknob lock had given out; the dead bolt was slowly being forced out, threatening to rip through the wall. Another loud shot rang out, breaking the deadbolt mechanism. The bullet ricocheted somewhere, most likely the ceiling, but no one was paying attention. Only a few lamps illuminated the home, thick black plastic over the windows kept the light from leaking out, also keeping people from peeking in.

The door gave way, stopping after only an inch due to the chain, which gave way as a bullet was shot through it.

Matthew jumped up to his feet as Santana began firing his fun rapidly, trying to hit Luke, whom was hiding around the corner of the doorway, pressed firmly against the siding of the house. Once Santana was forced to reload AJ began shooting, shooting less often than the other.

As AJ would stop to reload his gun, Santana would lift his gun up once again.

"Trying to scare me off?" Luke chuckled. "The only thing that's frightening around here is your aim," Santana groaned as AJ was done reloading, lifting his gun up once again.

"You have no business here Luke," AJ said.

"Says you," Luke growled as he peeked around the corner, only to have a bullet shatter the wood of the door frame above his head, causing him to jump back.

Luke snickered as he stood in front of the front window, the black plastic hiding him from view. He grabbed CJ's handgun, lifting it up and launching several shots through the window at the two.

Matthew watched as Santana fell to the ground, AJ shooting blindly at the window. Pieces of shattered glass collected on the carpet beneath the window.

Luke gasped as a bullet grazed his shoulder, tearing through his bulky sweater.

AJ growled as he pulled the trigger, hearing the gun click, symbolizing it was empty.

He grabbed another clip from his pocket as Luke lifted his shotgun, peeking out from around the doorway, seeing that AJ was reloading. He lifted the gun and watched as the other twin fell to the ground beside Santana. Matthew's grip on his gun tightened. "Come on out Matthew," Luke chimed, causing the other to grind his teeth in frustration.

"Rose? I need you to do something for me," Anthony said, looking down at the small child in his lap, whom was shaking slightly in fear.

"Like what? She questioned.

"I need you to get under the bed, and stay there. You cannot come out until I say so," he said, hugging her tightly.

"O-Okay..." She said as he lifted her off of his lap and pushed aside the bed skirt.

"You'll be safe Rose, just keep quiet and don't move," he ordered her. She nodded before hugging him tightly.

"Thank you," she smiled before she vanished underneath the bed, crawling all the way back to the corner.

Anthony stood up and cracked the closet door, hoping to trick Luke into thinking Rose was being hidden in the closet.

"Just hand her over and I'll leave," Luke snickered as he pushed the door open completely, walking slowly into the house, closing the door behind him.

"Over my dead body," he snapped.

"That can be arranged," Luke laughed,

"And to think, I actually trusted and helped you."

"Trust... that was my problem. I trusted everyone too much, and then I got hurt," Luke growled.

"Everyone gets hurt at one point or another Luke," Matthew sighed.

"But you weren't left for dead like I was! You weren't betrayed!" Luke yelled.

Author's Chronicle: And with that, ladies and gentlemen, I leave you all with a cliffhanger until I get back, which will be in a bit more than a week. I have the next several chapters written out, they just need to be typed. I would love to get somre reviews while I am gone, I will still be able to check my email~