A/N: Hello! I'm doing this to get my mind off some stuff. You guys are gonna get a ton of feels by the end of this chapter. No table- or barrels, if you're a bro, need to be nearby for some flipping this time. Maybe some tissue. I dunno how you buys react to stuff.
I do not Slender, Jeff, Zalgo... or the location, but I'll get to that later.
~Slender's Oldest

[Chapter Ten: Locked in Limbo]

Pain. Sharp demanding pain dragged her out of her dreamless slumber. She looked around. Stars, trees, a small murky pond some feet away. This wasn't anywhere she was familiar with. Gabriel found some strength and pulled herself up. Then she leaped on to her feet. A wave of light-headedness hit and almost sent her back on to the ground. She staggered, but managed to stay standing.

Hello, Gabriel. She knew that voice. Zalgo's. It came from behind her, but she sensed no one.

"What do you want from me?" She turned... to see no one.

Nothing much. He said. The voice moved around the seventeen year old. Just for you to serve me.

"There's no way in Hell I'd do that."

It's a shame. I was hoping you'd be more reasonable than your father. A sadistic laughter. Oh, well. To someone else unseen to her. Put her down. Hands dragged her and threw her into the murky depths. Gabriel tried to go up, but she couldn't swim and her clothes, that her Dad had changed her into while she slept (an odd blue dress and a pair of borrowed converses.), were weighing her down. There was that sadistic laughter again. Come. She will die soon.

No, I'm not going to die. She pushed herself up and broke the surface of the water. Then, barely, she doggy paddled over to the shore. Then weakly hauled herself up. Gabriel collapsed, the world fading into oblivion.

"Hey." A voice said, shaking her. The voice...It was familiar. "Hey, lady. You okay?" She opened her eyes to see Azazel leaning over her. Coughing, she got to her feet. "Relax. I'm not here to hurt you."

"Why are you here?" She asked weakly.

"I'm here to help you."

"Why?" Azazel picked her up and placed her on his back.

"Helping you will set me free." The Crimson Shadow began to walk. "We need to find your friends."

"Vann...and...Casey...They're here?"

"Vann is with his father and Slender." He glanced at her with his grey eyes. "Casey...I don't know, but she should be somewhere in these damned woods." He slipped a hand into one of hers that were clasped in front of him. "She'll be fine."

"Hey, lady. You still alive?"

"Yeah." Gabriel had regained most of her strength...Yet Azazel still carried her.

"I want to tell you something." He swallowed. The woods were starting thin out. The morning was starting to come.

"What is it?"

"If we weren't the same person, I'd-"

"Gabriel!" There was Vann and the others. Masky and Hoody brought up the rear. "Are you okay?" Vann narrowed his eyes at Azazel.

"He saved me, Vann." Azazel set her down gently onto the ground. "Have you seen Casey?"

Nein, little one. The two proxies shook their heads.

"Sorry, kid." Jeff said, his craved smile turning down a little.

"It's as I feared."

"What is it?" The shadow picked up a hairbow... Casey's hairbow. "She's in Limbo."

"I thought you had to be dead to get inside Limbo."

"Someone has to be dead to open the door." Gabriel saw a old handgun and picked it up.

"Hoodie and Maskie are with them."

"We're here."

"No, my Maskie and Hoodie. M-A-S-K-I-E and H-O-O-D-I-E. They're your opposites."

"Why do they have the same name as them, but you and Gabriel don't?"

"They were names given to them by their orginal Operator." Gabriel heard that, but was caught up in the details of the gun. A Colt .45 Magnum revolver. Six chambers for six bullets. Six chances.

"You said someone has to die to open the door, right?" She called to Azazel in a distracted tone.

"Reopen it since it's close." Then he answered the question. "Why?" He turned to see the gun pointed at her temple. "Gabriel!"

Gabriel, no! Her father's voice was shattered, cracking on her name. Agony and sorrow tore at it.

"Gabriel-" Hoody shouted

"-We'll find-" Vann started.

"-Another way!" Masky finished.

"I'm sorry."

"Gabriel!" They all shouted. Vann and Jeff rushed at her, but her reaction time was better.

There was a few moments of pain and then she dropped down to the ground...and then a shivering last breath.

Her soul looked around the place. Slender was holding her limp, lifeless body. His shoulders rose and fell in silent sobs. Vann was down on the ground, sobbing.

"Wait." Azazel looked at her. "Gabriel, your soul."

"I know." She said to him in a shallow wihsper. The group looked up at him.

"She's still here."

How?

"Of course. An innocent scarifice." Then to Gabriel. "Do you see a door?" She was about to say something rude to him, but she saw a door where there hadn't be.

"It looks like the door to Wonderland."

"Why can't we hear her?" Jeff asked sharply.

"You're not insane enough." Gabriel laughed and the group jumped. "Gabriel, that is the door to Limbo. I want you to open it, but don't go in until after we do."

"Roger, Doger." Then she pulled the door open. The Crimson Shadow shove the others, one by one into the door. Then he drew close.

"You'll be whole when we come back." He stepped through and then Gabriel followed. The door slammed shut after her.

A/N: That was chapter ten. So, what do guys think? Gabriel was an honorable sucide, dying pure. I know. Someone needs to flip something. *provides a barrel.* As long as it gets destoryed, go for it.
~Slender's Oldest