Chapter 11

Memories can be Hell.

Vira awoke in a thick haystack. Her nose stuffy and her head aching. She could barely remember what happened last night. It was all a blur. Then she noticed it. The tar-like crimson liquid covering her. Her clothing soaked. The iron smell assualted her nostrils as she held back bile. Flies hovered less than three feet from her. Bits of tissue were wedged between her teeth.

"J-Jack! Jack! What happened?! What did I do?! Oh God!" Vira screamed.

She heard rustling in the hay pile just a few feet away. Jack quickly sat up and ran to her.

"Vira! What's the matter?" He asked concerned.

"I-What am I..." Suddenly something caught her eye.

Jack was shirtless for the first time she'd seen him. He still wore his bandages and his feathers oddly enough. Watching closely she saw them twich and stretch slightly.

"What is it?" Jack questioned.

"Your feathers...Are. Are those wings?"

"You're more concerned of those than the blood?"

"I've just never knew what they were, whether clothing or what."

"Would it help you calm down if I told you?"

Vira agreed contently.

"Well...I'm a cosmic entity. You know a more powerful spirit. Like I said I used to be different before. More, colorful. Anyways as a cosmic entity I needed to lead people in the right direction when their lives were in rubble. Specifically children. So I studdied humans. Analizing what made them the happiest. What they warmed up to the most. I discovered a rodio one day. The event with all the animals that humans attemted pitifully to conqure. In it I found a rodio clown. They had children come into the ring, dancing. They imidiatly were happy and didn't look anxious at all. None of them. So that's the appearance I took. I had wings at the time to get around. However I had to hide them so it wouldn't be obvious. But you saw how well that ended for me. Issac is still probably thinking up his revenge in Hell. Though I don't think he'll have a single Chance. Here that Shithead?!" He yelled to the ground and laughing hoarsly.

"So you're a guardian angle?"

"Is that what humans call it? I've always been told that we were like shepards. Leading humans to the light. Whatever they meant by that bullshit. From what I've learned almost every human is a piece of shit who's not worth the time. They go thier own way and don't care about the consequences or others for that matter. Though I guess there is a small handful that care." He looked at Vira and smiled widely.

Vira smiled back, however the smell from the blood caught up to her. Once again she struggled to hold back bile.

"Can... Can I see what I did?" Vira asked.

"I don't think you want to Vira."

"Please." Vira looked up at Jack with large eyes.

"Fine... you can't look for long. Okay?"

"Okay."

Jack took her hand and led her to the gates of the park. A discusting rotting stench nearly made Vira collapse. However she had to see what she had done. Coming to the site. She vomited instantly, barely able to stop. Soon after she started to scream. Pain filled the screams. Aweful pain. Jack held her as her screams faded to sobbing. Sadly memories came flooding back. What she had done to the girl and even what she felt becoming Jacks proxy.

"Jack?" She struggled to speak however was able to utter his name.

"What is it, Dear?"

"Can I ask you a few things about the other night?"

"Yes, anything you want."

"...Well."

Shit! Does she remember it wrong. She doesn't think I forced her ,does she?! Jack paniced as thoughts swirled in his skull.

"I was wondering. About the whole proxy thing. Why did you say I needed to be afraid of you? And why did you cut my eyes? It felt like extra pain. I don't mean to say that you were..."

"Enjoying it?" Jack said a bit angerly. "Of course not. Why would I enjoy that? Feeling love for the first time. You think I'd want that destroyed?"

"No, I just thought you might have...Gotten carried away? Or...God it's coming out all wrong."

"It's fine...I understand. I didn't change that much. I still enjoy killing of course. You...Uh, didn't do that to her face by the way. That was me. She was wasting my time and wouldn't stop talking. Wanted to get you some food before you hurt yourself."

Vira looked at Jacks hands. Reaching for one she slowly. She unwrapped his bandages. She gasped revealing his scarred and deformed hand. Muscle was missing up to the mid fore arm. Pits of missing flesh and blackened dead skin could been seen as two to three inches deep.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been so..."

"It's okay. Don't worry about it. I'm sorry about being angry and jumping to conclusions."

"It's okay. I would have to the way it sounded."

"So. You wanna know why I did what I did?"

Vira slowly nodded.

"Has anyone told you that eyes are the identity to peoples souls? Making insisions into the eyes like that allows change of the soul. When I made you a proxy I changed your soul. Otherwise had I left your eyes completely in tact the transformation wouldn't have worked as good. The soul would have rejected the bit of mine I put in ,hence the reason I had to scare you. Your body doesn't react as well when its in danger and can be irrational and miscalculate when paniced as well."

"You put part of your soul into me?"

"Yes. Most don't realize, but when usually an entity chooses a human to be a proxy. It's because we greatly respect something about that human. Unless of course the entity is only using the human for the physical attributes that they have, to be able to do certain tasks out of their spirirtual juristician. But even Slender chose his proxies for more than to get his dirty work done. I know for one, Masky I think his name was. He chose Masky because he admired how much time and effort he put into finding him. He has another, but I can't recall seeing him much."

"I don't think I've ever seen them."

"It's probably because they were on a job the day you were with slender and his brothers."

"When did you know slendy?"

"Back in the 1800's mostly. I would watch him. Hating him really because of what he did to children. Though around about a hundred and some odd years later and after I killed Issac. I found him while leading a child to my home. It was when I had a different carnival, out in the woods. Though he found my stash and desided to take advantage of it. Eventually we came to terms and ended up aquantenses. I tought him a few things, vice versa. Until the carnival was torn down. Luckily I found this one. Don't have a stash yet, but that's because I was stuck in that box again. One kid before you and then again I was stuck in it. That's when you found me. And now I think I'm free of it. So long as you don't make me go back in."

"I wouldn't do that."

Suddenly a shouting voice interupted thier talk.

"Vira! Hey Vira where are you?! I went to your home and didn't see you there! I followed your scent here!"

"Vira who is that?" Jack asked quickly.

"I think that's Splendor. But I can't be sure. Offender used his voice the last time I met him. Also I'm worried what he means by scent..."