AN: Sorry this upload took a little longer than I'd originally expected.. my internet was down when I tried to upload it the other day so I had to wait.. :/ Anyway thank you all so much for your wonderful reviews on the last chapter! You guys are the greatest 3 Enjoy!

"Just let go.. I promise you'll enjoy yourself if you do." We'd been camoflauged within the trees for nearly two hours now and I was still working up the courage to lure one of the people from the trail during the annual run for cancer that our town did each year. Most people just walked the path but the really fit and ambitious people would run it. Normally, if this had been any other year, I would be running it too.. not hunting the people I've known my whole life.

I bite my lip and looked up at him for the hundreth time, his face was growing more and more impatient with every passing minute. I sighed audibly and finally focused in on a strong looking male, he'd been running for at least two miles and he seemed to be losing a bit of steam now. Slendy had informed me that the strong ones were the most fun to hunt and they always tasted the best. That thought at first had repulsed me but now the rumbling of my stomach was too much to ignore.

I slinked slowly through the underbrush that was providing me cover, moving faster than any human could. I closed in on him and waited until no one else was on the trail near him. Now that I was close, I suddenly got nervous again, noticing how large he was. If I'd been a normal girl my size, he could've snapped me in half. Looks like being a monster has it's perks.

I made my way nearly 200 feet in front of the man and stepped into view, tipping my head to the side, attempting to appear as horrifing as I possibly could. He finally noticed me and let out a raspy grunt, stopping in his tracks. He stood there, eyes wide, and just stared at me for a few moments, not seeming smart enough to realize the danger he was in.

"What the hell?" I heard him grunt, the fear dripping from his voice making my heart beat faster. I bared my teeth, even though he wouldn't be able to see it and growled softly.

"Run, little mouse." And without any futher hesitation he sprinted off into the woods, like the idiot he was. Didn't he know I owned these woods? I chuckled evilly to myself, my bloodlust taking over the rational side of my brain as I took off into the woods after him. I let him wear himself out even more, just following in the shadows until finally he doubled over near a tall oak tree and coughed loudly, gasping for breath. I took the opportunity to move directly above him. I let myself fall gracefully from the tree, not making a noice as I landed behind him. I snuck up close to his back as he stood up straight again and let my lips graze his earlobe before whispering, "Boo.."

Before he had the chance to run or scream I had thrown him down to the hard ground, his head hitting the roots of the tree with a thud. I giggled happily. Normally I would've questioned my sanity but right now I wanted nothing more than to see his blood splattered across the ground. He looked up at me, his eyes foggy from how hard he'd hit his head and just as he was about to say something, I knelt down in a flash and grabbed his tongue between two razor sharp fingernails. I tilted my head to the head menacingly.

"Cat got your tongue? Scream for help all you want. You're body parts will be strung up like Christmas decorations in these trees long before help comes." I almost scared myself with how deadly calm my voice was. The big man had begun to sob and I smiled. Finally, I had some control over something. It felt so damn great to be the one to cause the fear instead of the one receiving it. I let go of his tongue and moved my claws slowly down his jugular, wanting to be slow about it, in case the Slenderman was watching but damn I was so hungry!

Before I knew it, I'd sliced his jugular open and was feeding desperately on him. He must've gained some of his courage back because he started trying to fight me off, using his arms to shove at me. I growled angrily, not enjoying the interuption and instinctively sunk my hands deep into his abdomen, listening to the satisfying gurgling that his throat emitted. I didn't even stop my feeding as I continued to rip whatever I could get ahold of out of his twitching body, the warm feeling of blood on my hands making me grin.

When I could no longer get any more from him, I stood above him, panting and surveying my work. Misellanious oragans littered the dirty ground and I'd never seen so much blood in my entire life and I felt.. proud. What was wrong with me?

Slenderman's POV:

God, the girl was a natural! He'd watched how smoothly she'd hunted the man, completely in her element. She'd been a little messy with her meal but he'd expected just as much. Stepping out from the shadows, he watched her poised body for a few moments before making himself known by clapping his pale hands. Her head snapped in his direction, eyes wide.

"That was wonderful! I told you, all you have to do is let it happen."

"I.. I killed him though.. shouldn't I feel something? Some kind of.. remorse now?" She looked confused, her silly human ideas still guiding her.

"Of course not! You were made for this! We're hunters. They are the prey. Circle of life." She seemed somewhat satisfied with his answer. She turned her gaze back to the mutilated body beneath her and just stared at it for a while. The smell of blood filled his nostrils and he couldn't help but groan with envy. He reached a tentical around her back and slowly pulled her into his chest, observing her delightfully messy face which was smeared with fresh blood.

"You're the most delectable creature I've ever laid eyes on.." He mused as he took her face in his hands, wiping some of the blood from her cheek and bringing it to his lips. She blushed in response, clearly not believeing a word of it. It was true though. He couldn't control himself around her most of their time together. That had never happened to him before. He felt her shiver in his arms and he realized how cold the breeze was now. He took her tiny, bloody hands in his much larger ones and led her quickly back through the forest.

Once they reached the small shack he had called home for as long as he could remember, he pulled her inside and sat her down on the bed before stripping her of the small black dress she'd been wearing which was now soiled with the man's blood. He let his hands and eyes linger a while on her perfect figure, her pail skin still bearing the scars of her first few days with him. He couldn't help but grin darkly at the memory. She whimpered softly when he trailed the tips of his fingers down between her naked thighs. The girl responded so naturally to him now, it made it hard to believe she'd been a stubborn virgin only a week before. Now every little touch made her purr like a kitten.

He teased her for a few moments, listening to her beg to be touched before he let two long fingers stretch her wet womanhood. She let out a cry and he quickly silenced her by placing his lips roughly to hers. He moved his slender fingers in and out of her slowly, letting her enjoy every painfully slow munute of it. She began to rid him of in constricting clothes when suddenly a gun shot sounded from close by in the woods which was followed by shouts and dogs barking. Both heads shot up. He growled loudly. Looks like the man had friends who thought they could hunt the hunters.

AN: So there you have it.. yet another cliffhanger xP I'm sorry with how sloppy it was though.. I've really been having a bad writer's block all week.. so any advise or ideas you may have would be greatly appreciated! :D I'm really happy with getting to write more in Slendy's point of view though.. it's a lot of fun! Anywho, stay tuned for the next chapter! Much love!

~Roxy 3