Disclaimer: Like I'd write a fanfic if I owned any of these characters.
"She did what?" It was about twenty minutes later. Toby and Clockwork had returned to the mansion with the unconscious Sally, where they met with their companions, minus Slender Man, who was still out somewhere or other.
"It's true!" Toby said. "When she screamed, she changed that Sonic wannabe back…"
"Me too." Clockwork said. "For just a couple minutes…I looked like I used to." She traced a finger along the stitches in her mouth wistfully, fighting back the pang of sadness.
"And the teeth marks in my arm healed." Toby finished.
"What are you saying?" Jeff asked. "That she has some kind of power?"
"And one that she can't control very well." Jane's brows furrowed in concern as she looked over at Sally, who was sleeping in a nearby couch. Fortunately, blood wasn't coming from her eyes anymore, though she still didn't look well.
"Reality warping-I have a bad feeling that means that Zalgo and his goons will be wanting to get their grubby claws on her even more now."
"Which means that we can't just take her home now." Masky said. "Unless we want to make her parents targets as well." Jeff sighed heavily and leaned against the wall.
"So now we're basically holding her captive? This sucks."
"For now, there seems to be no other choice." Hoody said. "Once Slender Man comes back, we'll discuss it with him."
Everyone looked at Sally, guilt weighing on their hearts. They didn't like the thought that she'd have to stay with them. Not that they didn't like her. But they weren't exactly saints. Sally was a sweet, pure little girl who had a family who loved her and was most likely worried sick about her. She wouldn't hurt a fly. She was too pure to stay with scum like them.
But on the other hand, they had been the same way when they first joined the Slender Man. Then they started killing out of necessity. Before long, they stopped trying to keep track of all the lives they took. Jane sighed heavily.
What are we supposed to do now?
The Slender Man was out in the deepest, darkest part of the woods, far from prying eyes. Which was good, since he needed to think. What to do about Sally? He could slender-walk her back to her house late that night, he supposed. It would take a couple hours, like he told Jane. And he wasn't sure how it might affect Sally. While he could slender-walk humans, they were always worn out after the jump. If they weren't flat-out knocked unconscious, they were sluggish for about an hour. And there was no telling what the jumps could do to a child Sally's size.
The Slender Man kept pondering this, when he suddenly felt an evil presence. If he had a face, he would've scowled.
I know you're there. Show yourself.
A dark chuckle answered him.
Y̖̞̖̩̬͖̏ͯoͦ̓u̶̹̐̓̇̏̽ͫͣ ̷̪̦̲̌̚ȧ̭͙̏̒̔̚l̸̳w͒͊̾ͭͨͪả͇̣̬̦͓̠ͯy̏͒̀ͯ͠ş̙̰͚̟̩̘̯̍̈́͆ ͖̈͒̎ͨw̩͖̫̱̟̓͊͊̅̂̌̍͡è̯̳ͫr͍͕͇e͙̫̬͆ ͋šͥ̂̀oͤ̈ͭ̚͢ ̠͕͉̀ͭ̽͌̈́̒i̓́͌̈̀̈́n̫̬͔ͤt̷̲̼̣̜̗̥̄uͮ̎͌ͥ̿ͦ̄ͅỉ͓̙͝t̼̱͎̻͈ͯi̠̖̠̠̠̳̬̿͆ͪ͋͛͝v̗̲̪ͩ͛͛̓̀̊e̡̗͎͎ͬ͋ͬ̐̊͗̚.̣͐ͫ͊̇ͅ The Slender Man turned around slowly. A small man in a sleeveless shirt, shorts, and hiking boots came out of the woods towards him. His eyes were black with red pupils and black gunk oozing out of them. Zalgo smiled through his latest victim.
H̻͋ͧ͆͑̒ͬe͖̠̿l̗̫̥͕̗̫̆ͣͅl̵̳̙͙̣̘͈̪ͬ̏̏̎o͉͕̫͚̥͑͋,̺̻̝͚͚̃̒ ͎̽͆̈S̋ḷ̣͌̋̄͐̆̽͞ͅȅ͈̯̗̑̍ͮͪͩ̓͟ͅn̦̝̰̯̭̠̻̏ͥ́̐̾ͧ̚d̮̦͔̉̀e̤̪r̫ͧ ̄̽̾̚M̰͇͓͈̠͔̆ͤͩ̓̊a̷̠͇̫̋̀̆̍̇̌n͌ͬ͜.̸̰̥̾ͅ ̵̼͕̺̥͐Lͬ̾̀ͫ̚҉̝͈͉̮oͦ̉̍̿͌̈́҉̙̲̱̞n̩̥̩̙̍͋͑̄ͭ͞gͨ͊ͭ̈̑̇͛ ̥̰̇̑͗ͅt̗̉̊i̲m̮͈ͬͬͥ̓̾͌͑͞e̥ͤ̍̅ͭ̀ͯͣ͞ ͇̟̘̌̇̂ͪ̃͡ń̀o̪̯̞̺̘̥͔͗́͒̿̚͜ ̹̞̠̹͔͚̩ͭ̌́ͫ̏̒́ș̡̤̺̯͙ͭ̽̂̚e͉̥͍̿̑̌̈̆ͯ͂e̸̙̣̥ͯ̍͗͑.̭͓͔ͮͦ͡
Slender Man clenched his long-fingered hands into fists.
You can't even face me on your own without wearing a human meat suit? Cowardly.
Zalgo let out an evil laugh that shouldn't have been possible from human lungs.
I̶̞̱̤͓͑ͅ'́m̞̰͉ ̸̝͔̖̭̦͈̣͛̇͂̃̄̚c͕̎͗͆̒ͥ̎o̟̙̝̣̗͝w͇̜͒̾ͭ͡a̝̰̖͆̀̏ͣ̄ŕ̩̣̤̠̞̐̓͑̌̾͂ḓ͖̙̾͑ͮ͐l̖̻̙͔̤̘̘ͭ̐͒̚ý͙͎̖̻͎ͪ͛̎̽ͦ͒?̮̜̹͕̝̗̈̐̌͞ ̡̤̤̈ͯ̓̃̓ͧ̇Ḭ͍̠̯̗̗͑̄ͅ'̻̮̘̱̱͎̃̕m̼͓͐̄͊ͨͅ ̛̯̦ͫ̇͑n̄͏o͓̼̣̹ͤ̑͢t͚̲͕͈̠̪́̚ ̳ͦ̉t̙̥̜̘̲̙͈̂̆͛̂̉ḧ͖̰̺͙̓̈̋͟e̹̰̔̄̈́͊͆ͬ̚ ͚̳̺̻͓͍͆̐̆̽ͣͯ͘o̫̣͔̲̝ͤͨ͐̏̓ͥṋ̠̈ͧe̡̯̰̰̜ͤ ̛͖̙̭̹̹̟̋͑ͣ̿ḫ̗ͩ͑i̞̙̤̩̖̗̺͆ͣ̑ͤͣd̗̹̫̤̻̃͌̅̏̈̓̔i̿̔̿̈ͫ̈́͐͏̠̝̤̣ņ͚̝̝̩̼̂ͮͅg͔͚̼̳̼̘ͧ͂̒͗ͧ͑̒ͅ ̳̔͋͊̉ͬ͠b̟̰̩̘͙̥ͧ̍̽ͪͣ̇e̱ͯ̄̿̎̋͢h̺̺͕̦͍̠̘̏͆͝ỉ̫̯̗̼̱̞̘͆ͬ̒n͇̫͎͙̭͙ͧͫͅd̈̃̐ ̗̗ͨa͍̱̞̖̝͕̪̍̄͗͆n̿͐̍͒̾͑̇͏̺ͅ ̨̫͉̥̥̤͍ͤ̈́̀̏̓a̡͌̂̾r̖̪͕̭̻͒̃͛̎m͇͈͈̺ȳ̄̋̍͌ ̛̥͓͚̍ͬ͒o̒͂́̚f̴̬̥̼ͨ̏ͣ ̫̬̠̞̯͖̗͛̿̎͋͟ț̳ͮ̂̄̉̒̾e̮̲͎̥̗ͮͨ̍͋̃ë͕̥̟̠́ͨͫͩͥ̓n͊͑̎̅̓͑͑҉̜̳̗͈aͧͬ̒ͯ͋͌ğ͈͍̦̞̦̰̂͌͜e̮̝͇͕͊̓ͭ̐͋r̞̮̗̻̳͡s͖̪͈̫̤͕!̺͉̪̠͑̌̓̾ Slender Man's tendrils started whipping a little behind him in agitation.
You didn't come here just to mock me. Why are you here? His barely audible whisper of a voice had subtle anger behind it, but Zalgo paid that no mind. Instead, he just walked up to the faceless creature, the grass dying under his feet as he stepped.
T͍̤̣̱͎́͛̌͗h̖̦̗̋ͣͪ̄ͯ͆å̧̭̣̭ͧͨ̎̓t̻͈ͯͦ̋ͮ͌̌ ̮̳̈́ͅlͬ̀̂̚҉̲̺̼̦i͍̺̺͉̩̞̔t͇͖̆͊̚t̴͙̖̞̮͓̓͐ͣ̿ͅl̺̻̤̙̂͌̈̀͊ĕ͇̱̻̲̻̖̪̏ͪͫ̀̇ ̏͂̊̐̋͋̚҉̩̤̦̖̮͎ͅg͎̠̻͚̎ͭ͗ͬ͢i̍͊́r͍͈̬̹̓̑ͫ͞l͉̲̭͈̔̑̔̉͛͗ ͓̥̑ͣͮ̑̾͗ȉ̳̦́̃̎̀̚̕ṡ̻̼̲̺̿̾ͦ ͈̖̪̘̓ͫ̚T͍͉͍̘͔̗̐́ͅh̳̲̃ͫ͗͊͗̊ͨ͜e̱͚͆͊ͧ̈ͦͯ ̀O̧͇̬͓ͭ͐̑͋́͐n͓̫̓͐̊ȅ̡̌.̥͇̻̪̞̫̟͋ͬ̓̽ͪ͡ ̲̟̼̯̪͊́Y͖͚̩͖͌͝o̩̯u ̛̹͔̠̝̯̱ͫ̀ͣ̓ͅk̷̙̰̪̪̫̈ͣ̍͛̆̃͐n͌̄́̅o͆̎̓̅ͤw̖͖̙͎̪͙̽ͬ̌̉̂͂ͦ͢ ̦̟̎ͩͬͣ͗i̦͈͕̞͛̀̇̃ṭ̸̞̻̤̼̙̺͗͌ͥͥ,͔̭͔ͯ ̪̪̗̹̟̘̓͛ͅd͈̳̥̹̬̝̊ͫ͆̾̊̊̕o̲̭͓̝͓̯̓̂̍n̙̝'̴͔ͫͯ͛͒ͤ̽͒t̢͎̀ ͖̹ͭ̈̆̈̆̽y̖ͪ̄͐̈o̧̥̼͉̟͎̔̓u̫̮͍̩͎͎ͣͤͧ͗̊͐͠?̞̉ͨͧ̀̋̀
I had my suspicions. Slender Man stared the other creature down, an aura of power seeming to ripple through him as he said
Now that that's confirmed, I will not let you or your minions anywhere near her.
Zalgo laughed again.
S̷̮̭̀̋ͮ̈́ͯ̓ͭͅo͍͓̤͚͗ ̬͕͎̙̗̂ͪw̞͋̌̀̏ͩ͊ͥh͔̮̘̳̟̒a̼̼̗͉̺ͣ͛́ͪ̿̔̀t̓̍̆҉̬,͍ ̂҉̖̝͍͈̱̠͖ṭ̦̪͔̠̽̏ͤ̏h͕ͨḙ̛̝̙͙̠͎͈n͉̯̞̦̥͕͙ͦ͊͡?̥̞͍̺̬ ̨̳͙͚ͤ͑̽ͨͮͭ͑W̤̍͊̀͗̐̓ͭi̙͚̘͙̔̎̊͑ͭ̎̚l̡͉̦͔ͧ̓̎̋ͅl̀̉͗̋̒̎̒ ̟̩̫̥ͫͬͪ̅̐̚͠ͅy̲̫͉̠̠͛ͭ̎̌͡o̱͂͠ư̠̪̳̜̟̐ ̟̲̳̙̲͚̣̿ͬͬ͒ẗ̞͇ͨ͛̐ŕ̲a͈͎͇̞̰͓̹͒̈́̎ͪ̄ĩ͎̻̮̿̀̓̂͘ň̨̂ͩ̓ͅ ̴͖̦͚͖̹͐ͩh̗ͬ̇͑͌ͪ̀e͕̟͈͔̒̔̕r͈̟͙͓̯̺̒̎̋ͯ͐̏ ̰̼̺͉̭̈̽ț͕̤̞̳̣̼ö̼̺̲̫́͌̏ͪͤ͡ͅ ̖͖̮̝̰͇̹ͬ̈́̃́̀ͤͨķ͖i̢̞͉ͤ̂̇̃̋l̲̗̣̮̠͍͊ͅl͉̳ͧͨ͋̍͋͌ͅ,͕̂̌̾͞ ̥̳̻͛̓͛̅̊͂̂͟ͅa̡ͭ͊̀͊̅s̛̹̱̣ͫ̽ ̫̼̐̉̂͊y̬̬̠̑o̠̽̄́́̓u͕͔͖̭͈̖̯ͭ͌ͫ͐̀̓ ͉̯̥͑͆̌ͤ̄̋d̯͙̥̝͕͔͇͐ͪ̏͊̈̌ͬ͡i͕̗̖̮̫̟͊̾͊ͅd̓ͩ̏ ̢͖̰͔̉͑͂͒w̛̟̩͓̉ͫ͆͊̚i̬̦͎̱͙͇͔t͙̜͖̟̠̬h̦͈̃ͨ̓̑̌ͯ̊̀ ̦̾̑̓͒̾̅̃͞yͦõ̸̰͈̹̼͂u̡̖̺̪̰̜̯͌̄̈́̒r̺ͫ̒ ̱͐ͩ͂̚o̙ͥ̓͒͂͘ṭ̖͚̮̙̇̋̌ḥ̲̥͇͓̯ͣ͆͒̀̏̓̅e̱̼̻͓͌r̢̥̻͉͇̯̯͑͗ͯ̉ͦͫ͋ͅ ̵̤̫͔̘̭̖̥̑ͣ̓͗̄l̝͍ͨ̉̉̄͛͌ŏ̙̼͇̈ͦ̋̌͂̚s͈͖̱̜̩̄͗̀t̀ ̘̝̖̖̘̩ͫͅc̡͖̙͙͍̟̪ͥ͛͛͊̾h̦̠̤̓́̽͂̚ͅi̫̳̋̓̒l͝dͬ̽͒̚̕r̼̀ͥͤ͛̐ͦě̩͛̆n̡̪̐̾͆̆ͧ̒̈́?̣̦̳͚̪͙̋ͫ̃͞ͅ ̛̇͊̋̑̌ͣṮ͈͓̥̭͇̂̓͑̂̔̑͠u͉͍̲ͩ̿͌̌ͬ̌͌͜r̶̮̣̭͔͛ͫ̈̎̾̐ͨͅn̗͕̝̗͗ͨ̅̑͂͜ ̡̈̉ͦ̇̾̓t̻̫̻̜͉̖͋͊ͣ͌͢ḥ̖͙̰̫̆ͧ͐́͢a͎̅̔t̨̘̞ ̺͇̯̳̔̂̽ͮ̄̃̅i̲̠̪̰͒̚͡n̝͌̄̽̽̀̈́ͣn̪͊͢ͅó̢͇̥̗ͅc̨e̳͗ͦ̅n̢̟̠͇̙̓ͪ̈͋ͨt̳̹̘̱͍͈͂ͩͅ ̢̰͚̒̐̈́̃̈c͓̳͌͜h̺͔͈͕͓̰̯ͥ̊͠i͈̪̮̅ͪ̍̀̑ͬļ̙͕̪ͬ͗d̘̳͙̑̏ ̜̦̞̥͓͒̔̈́ͥ͐͗͜ì̟̜̪͔͉͑ͧ̂̾͌ͥ͠n̶̜̬t̙̘o̴̽͒̔̌ ̖͉͎̫̺̞̂ͭ̈̊͂͋a͕͕̘ ̧̯̣̟̟̓c̛̖̝̻͙̳͍͈ͫo̫͓̱̝̻̰̾̿̅̄̄͘ḷ̡͖̻̗̲̆̓̈͗ͫ̏ḓ̢̦̟̪̾̎ͮͅ-̤͞b͎̌l͔͎͍̼͕̥̊͂̚ͅo̥̱̯͖͎̤ͫ̃̌ͦͭō̫ͪ̄͊ͨ̆d̻̞̦͓͕ͪͭ̑͐e̴̺ͥd̖̮̩̬̟͚͉̈͊ͮ̊͆ ͉̙̣̬̫͖͛̓ͨ͘k̜͍̙̣͖̲͑ͪi͍̼̜ͭͤ̀ͅl̛̘͉̅ͥ͗̍ͦl̶͖̯̚e̢̻̙̹ͥr̔҉͖͓̯̯͓̞͕?͖̋ͦͪ
Slender Man's tentacles started whipping out more aggressively.
I will do what I must to keep her safe.
Ǫ̹̣̘̦͈͖̮̋̈́ͣ̄̋̔h̲̳͇̲͉̿̂̊,̳̭͝ ̼͖ͥ̽̈̌̔ͭͭ͟I̩͓͓̤̻̺̓ ̴ͨ̈̽ͦḫ͍̲̬̙͙̝͡à̻͇̖̞̩̐̊ͥ̂̾̀v͉̫̗̤̯͎̥e̤̭͖̿̽̃ͭ́̈́ͩ ͆́ͬͪ̈̀n̯̻̥̝̻̑̀̒̔̆̔ͧo̼̤ͨ ̠̺̜ḑ̭̠̉̓o̧ͬ̈̅ͫ̒u̪̩͎̱̯̤͉ͤ̋ͦ͂̒ͫ̚b͏̘͚͉͖̺͕t̯̠̰ͦ̎ͪ͛̎͌̃ͅ.̩͍͇͚̪ ̬͖̤̠̻̖̥̄̾ͮ̇͛ Zalgo walked around Slender Man, rotting every plant in sight. F͖͙̺̝͖̫͖̔͆̈o̗ͤ͐ͦ̅͐ͮr̢͙͓̉ ̸̠̯̭̝͇̯̖̈c̞̬̦͓͔̝̙l̫̜̍ͦ̐́ͅͅa̪͎í̭̱̠͖m̡i̬͢n̋͏̞g̜͛̍̓̾ͤ͌ͩ ̼͙͔̰͎̗̺̄͒ͬ̃ͣ̈̈́͝t͒̈ͭ̋҉̲o̤̅͊ͬ͑ͪ̓̈͞ ̲̹̘̯̉̓h̏̅҉̮͈̩͙̥a̋͂̏͂̾t͂͂ͩ̒͆͒̚͏̠̟̰͍͕̥e̪̤̒ ̖͓͍̲̊ͨ͂ͅm͉̲̻̦̟̰ͥ̑e̢̳̰̮̭̓ ̤̌ͨ͐ͨ̊s̹̰̱̼͈̍̔̓́̓ͦ̍̕ͅo̺̗̬͊͒̀̔̚ ̵̞ͦ̒̑ͥͩͩm̴̝̒ͮ̓͆uͫ̀̃̐̅̚͟c̷h̛͍̱̤͖̩͗ͮ̑ͪ,͚̼̱̝̼̺̈́ͨ̔̆̾̓͒ ̛͈̉̏̅ͣͫ͗͋ỵ̞͙̹̺̝͖ͨ̎̏ͭ̄́o͙͎̓̈́ͭ͘uͧ͊ ́̃̎ḅ̄ͨ͋̓͂ͤẻ̜̜̲̣ͩͣ̊̏͠c͚͕̩͚̟̗͔ͮ̋͑̐͆͐o̻̒̅̏̔ͯ͑̍ḿ̥͍̠͚̪̝̒ͣ͌͐̅̚e̺͙̺̗͎̯̖ ̿̒̂͆̐̓̍m̧̦̗͖̺̂ͅo̫̅͋ͤͬ̐̒͆r̰̣͐è̯̤̠̠̗̼̓̓ͪ͛͟ ̣̪̻̹̦̗͆͛̾̑͐͆l̥͓͎͙̗̣̈́̆͂͑͌͟i̦̘̼̤̠k͔̈̈̈̉̅ͬ̅͟ḙ͈̝̣̬̑̊͊ ̭̤̔m̖̜̝̖̼͖͔̊̋̍͋͆͟ë̮͈͖͕͚̍̄̅̉̚ͅ ̱̟̙̫͓̏e͕͐̀v͠ĕ̫̘͎͎̏̂ͨ͊́̊r͖͍͖͕̻͗̍ͨ̌ͭ̊͢ͅy̼̯̥̦̼̬̥ͤ̓͆͞ ̪̝ͨͦͣt͕̹̙̺̞̯̍̀̉̃͛͝ͅȋm̹̳̱̯̪͓̍̓͊ͬͨͭ̉͞ẻ̢͛́̂ͨ ̌̆ͭͤ҉̖̖̙̝̳̭I̜̪̜̫ͭ͛ͣ ̼͙̲̩̤ͥ̅͆̚s̼͕͙̘̗̊ͤ́e̩̮̺̩̽́̿ė̸̩͔̖̺̽ͨ̚ͅ y̹͓͚̩͂̆̓͂ͤͣo̦̍͡ū̦̻̟̜ͣ͆ͪ̎͂.̷̞̥̭͎̤̻̟̄ ̰̣̜̜͖̏ͮ̑ͭͦ̀Y̴̤̟͇̻͙̙̼̏͌̿o̡̮̯ͮu̘͙̪̾̇̐ͤ̂ͧͅ ̶̹̖̟̙̰̟͕ͪ̑̽̓c̤̠ͦ͆͑̍̌o̴̅͂̃͑͋ͧ̎l̂͊̏l͍̤͕̘̪̪̈́ͨͫͩͅe̓cͬ͂͐̀̄͌t̐̒̌ ̞̹͙͖̜̣̏́̆t̜̦̝ͪ̽̍̈́͆ḣ͒̽ͣ̅ͩ̌͘eͭ̑̀ͮs̼̱̝̈́͢ė̺̝̖̑ͫ̏ͧ̒ ̼̦̻̫͔̰̆ͬ̀ͣͯ͜i̳̪͎̖̰̹͌̄͋̂ͣ̔nͮ͡n̛͙̖ͤo̥͗ͦ̑ͧc̙͈͈̱̳ͮͫ̊͐ͅe͋͒͛ͩͭ͏̠͍̙͎̳ͅn͕̣̙̤͑ͣ̐͆ͤt͔̮͓̳̽ ̟̤̤͈͇̝͋͑ͩbͪe͖̭͖̦̰͉̭͆̈͐͘i͇̯̩͇̝̪͕n̨̟̞͈͍ͭ̈ͮg̴̳͎͖̗̮͕̈̉ş̭̺̟̪͓̔̋ ̤̪̦̱̖̱ả̹̪͕̠̭͐͑ͫf̹̹̓ͦͪͭt̺̩͔̘̺̖͎̏e͍̦̤̟̖̫̳ͭ̋̉ͭ͒r̨͖̯̰͋̂̆ͣͦ̓͛ ̀ͅk̬̬̦̗̄̄͒̓͡i̺̭̩̘͉̼̎ḻ͍͉̩̻̩lͪ́͋̈́i̸n̷͔̅͋g̴̜̹ͤ ̜̖̪͎̣̲̦͐t̰ͧ̋̈ͤh̏ͧͬ̽̐ẹͥ̅̍͑̏͑̈́i̗̥͓ͮͭ̋͛̔ͫͬr̫̦̥̎̍̐͑́͛̚ ̴̹͇͖̀ͮl̬̞͔̯̎ͫ̃o̍ͣv̹̞͈e̝̼̯ͪ͐͂̀ͩ̚d͌̾ͬ͂̄͑͢ ͉̦̦̏ͤͯ͌̓̏͞o͔̼͙n̛̙̰̎͋̇̓͛ͥě̟͓͎̮̲͒̍s͓͕̘͔̳̋̌̌̚̕.͉͉̺͖̑ͣͯ͒ͩ̍.̤̏͊.̣̐ͫͬ
After YOU possessed them to kill their own children. Slender Man was truly furious now, every instinct in his body urging him to attack the loathsome demon.
C̖̙̊ō̸̯̻̦̯̔ͫͪͬͦ̚ṛ͍̔͝r̟̲̞͈͕͓ͤ̎̅̀ͮͦu͚̞̤̫̮͕ͯ̎̀p̰̳̫̟̳͍t̰̘͍͑̅ ͤ̊̍t͓̥͔̣̞͒ͥ̑ͬ̃h͈̠̦̳̮̆͝e̠̺͖̫͉͕ͪͮm̲̍ͭ̏͌̋,̭̠̗̺ͭ ͍̬̲̪̱̒̊͆ͤͯͦͪb̟̬̥̲̖̠̊͊r͓̤̲̰͉̣͟e͓̯̦̗̙ͮ̅̂̓̈́͋͋e̙̪̠̖̭̭d̰̻̟̳̫ͦ͒̂̏́ ̟͕̦͈͔͓ͥ̅ͮ͊t̟̮͈ͪ͑̂ͦ́ḥ̗̩̩͉̥͗e̯͙̼͕͔͙͕͆͗̔̎ṃ̗̲̗̹̘ͧͣͥ͆ͪ̌͐ ͙̝̮̮ͨ͌͒̊̇ẗ͈ͯ̾ͤ̔̌o̵͍̱̤ͨ̚ͅ ̈ͮ̃ͪ́ͫ̆b̺̞̥̪͍̝ͮ̽͂̏̋͑͊͘e̥͙̦̞̫̺ͩͯ̂̑́̽ͅ ̽ͮǔ̠̫̩̤͔͐͂ͯ̊͗̈ͅn̨͉̟̳f̷̮̲̘͔̄̒ͭl̛̹̫̗͕̅ͫ͑ͩi̲̦̗ͨͬ̍ͪ̋n̹̣͔̱̹͔̒ͨ̋ͮc͛̽̐ͧͨ̓h̸͛̿ͬỉ͕n̻̺ͦͮͪ͛ͭ͗g̺̮̬̟̞̲̿́ ͖̈́̿̈́ͬ͌m͈̯͙̯͎̲ͫ̈̄̈́ͣ̐̚ͅú̴̫̬ͧ̃̓̾ͣͅr̶͖͇̳̞̘̦̚d̟̭̍̀̿e̳͔̩͕͔͓͂͌͆ͬṙ̶̍̓ͭ̈́ͪ̆e̮̰̼̬͌ͮr̟ͤ̋̾͌̽̒̒s̯̘̞̯̠̥̫̔̂ͨ̓̄ͩ.̱̙̗̦̝̑̾ͮͣͅ.͕̌ͦ̀͟.̷͙̫̼͇̉͑̓
To protect them! To keep them safe from you and other vile beasts that would bring them harm! If the Slender Man had shouted he couldn't have sounded more furious. And that was just what Zalgo wanted. He chuckled to himself.
S͍͖̮̜̳̔͑͠a̛̭̪̘͓̜̘̙̔͒̏ͦy͆͊ ̵̰̫͕̤̣̯̈́̓w̗̱̠̺͇̞̳͐ͤ͊ͨ͌ḩ͕̫̥͔̫̥̗̏̈á͓͔̖̲̼̾̂ͩt̲̬ͭͪ̊̊̾̂ͪ͘ ̡̼̪͔̫̲̳̭́ͦ̒ỳ̒̀o̷͖͚͕ͪ̿ü̠̭̤̣͉̰ͯͫͅ ̭͍̅ͫ̌́̐͂͌w̨̟̥̪a̶̺̞̦̩̟̟ͤ͋̉ͬn͖͔͍͙͙̗̒̓̚t̃ͦͫ͂ͫͪ͏̤̲̟̬̱ ̛̏ͤ̈́ͬŞ͑̐l̷͂ͮ̓ͨ̑͑ͭe̘̬n̬d̗̝̲̹̺͐ͧ̓ͩͮ̊è̬̮̦͔͔̞̟ͣͩ͆̚r͕̃ͥ̔ͩ̐͡ ͋҉̣͍̗M̴̻̜̳͚͖̽͗̒͌ͮ̅ȧ̸̞̞̍̍̌ͬ͆̇n̷͔̠͍̼͚ͤ́ͮ̈̚,̼̘͆̾ͦͭͥ̈́͗͡ ̸͌̒́̃͗̏̄b͈͈̖̐̃̑u̼̻̫̞̇̆̋͛̿ͤ̽t̝̜͖̀ ̻̲͕̱͚̅̿̌̔̿͋͑y̹̲̯̝̜ͩͦ̓ͅo̪̙̹̞̩̎̓̓̊u̸̼͉ ͙ͪ͗͋͐̾͛̀c̨͙̻̮̳̦̭̞̐̆ͭ͛̎a͕̖̽̈̔̓̔ͪ͑ṋ̹̥͐̇ͪ̒ͧ͗͡'̜͇̫̮͔̯̉̒́t͔͚̫͓ͤ ͔̹̹͉̤̇ͪ̾̓͟d̜̺̟͙͒̂ͣͤ͟e̪͈̤̮͗ͣͬ͑̉͜n̞̖̽ͤ͌̑y̳̭͔͎͎̹͔ͦͧ̅̓͒̓ ̔y͙̤̣͓͓͝o̜̺̩̭̬̔ͦ̿ͨuͧ̃ͪ͆̀̅r̗̼̖̹ͫ̓́ͯ̃ͨ͗͠ ̌͋͒͂́ṯ̢͚͚̻͚ͪ͊̌r̸̤̣̩̭͍̖̣u̻̮̪̺̒ͥͧḙ̣͎̱̘̉ͩ ̖͍̟̥̮͐n̻͉̤͈͠ã̯̮̱̟̘t͔̿͐ụ͎̣̙̀r͔̖̪̒ͬ̂̊ͣ̐̄e̟̬̳͇ͭ̎͗̽ͨ͌͜.͓̖̈́̀̔ ̻͖̬͊̓ͧ̋̓͘Y̸̭̹̣͓̱͐ͧ͑ͧo͍̝̬̓û̸͉͔̺ ̥̰̤̭̦̌̀͐ͫ͠L̷̦̦̯̹͍̲̓͐ͬ͐ͨ̓̏O͖̲̍̕V̴̆E̛̽ͩ̇̄̽̊̚ ̄͗̃҉̞̮̝̜k̺̈́i͎̯̰͆l̤̣̳̮̈́ͪ̊̋̎̃ļ͈̃ͧi̺̳̥̓̒ͪ̉ͬ̂̔͢n̙̰̞̬̟͇̥̏͊̾̔ͥ͟g̜̳͍̣͙̜̖͗͂͆͢.͖̠̞̯͕̟̖̌̄̃̉̊́͘ ̬̖͖̆͝T͈͚ͭ̐̊͒͑h́ͮͫe̹͇͍̤̗̪ͭͪ̽͒ͅ ̜̣̝̫ͭ̎̅̀ͧf̠̹͙̭̖̻̂̆̃̃ͦe̬̤̜͔͒̚e͏̙̼͇̠̹̞̥l̈́̈́ ͊͌ͬo̵̘̺̹̊͊̀ͮͅḟ̧ͥ̃̿ ̞̮̟ͥf̱̤ͬ͢r͆̆̒͊͞ḙ̹̈s̛͕͈͖̮̥̏̌͗ͪͨͩh̴ͩ̍ ̱́̔͑b̎ͧ̾̎̐̌̐͠l̺̤̯̮̼͙̆ͤo̖̗̝̦̳ͦ̈̑ͬ͟o̷̗͙̔̈́͒̐d͕͖̻͉̮̱̂̋ ̖͓̯̘̥̊̄̎͋͑́ọñ͙͌̒ͦ̇ͥ͝ ̶̺͕̳ͩͪͧy̬̺̠̥̰͍͌ou̠̥͖̟̮̻ͥ̊̀ͣ͢r̴̲͍͎̞̩͓̈̑̒͗̿ ̘̟̩̆ͤ̿͋t̞̜̑è̹ͦ̒ͭn̤̩̺̣̟̥̱ͯ̒̕d̪̠͋̎r̲̜͂̂ͥï̙̇ͦ̌ͥͯ͟l͊ͦͦͯ҉̩̗s̛̊̇̿,̬͡ ̻̜̦̦̤͓͊͑y͉̞͂́̌ō̰ͥ͢u̱r͙͍͓͕̪̺͗̏̿͐̃ ̧͙̌v̻̮͎̠͙͚̜ͥͩ̽͂̔̐͗i̭͕̺̣̋̈́͛̄̾ͤ̚ͅç̺̟̮͎̺̗ͤ̅ͫ̎̒ͮͅt̖̆͒ͧ̄͗̈́ͫi̘͖̠͉̪̩͓͆̈́̍ͩmͦͪͣs̻͖̰̞̖̯̈́̃̐̃'̲̹͇̳̗̦̟̍ͧ̔ͬ̚ ̷̗d̡̩̙̙͇̼̱̆̓y̴͍̙̫̰̱͈͌̓ͭi̵͈̦͛́̈̍͑n̫̪̫̮͉͓͒ǧ͓̦̝̬̋͞ ͗ͧb̞̜̒͗ͤͣ͒r̶͇̻̙̟̦̫͒̿̓̋̏ͥ̈́e̡̋ǎ͔̜̥̦̦̱͙̔̈́ͩ̂͗̒̕t̛̹̘͊͊ͤͯ́̽̈h͕̩̰̗͋̀̅ͮ̾̆͌,̘͚͍̳͔̽̒̇̽ͫͫ̚ ̲͍t̞̠͚̩̐̾̎̄h͓̜͕̪͚̤͛͜è̩̦̋̍̌ͫ ̮̹̝͇̙̊ͦͮf͔̞̩̣̬̃̇ͦ͗e̠͑ě̒̄̈́ͦ́̀l̸̠͈̘̗̙̍̚ͅͅ ̭̟̞̥̣̜͉ͦ̎͐͟o̢̤̜̻͕͓̥ͪ̄͊f̰͈̰͉͔ͤ̒̍̐̌ ̋ͩͪ̚t͕̲͐̅́h͎̖̙͈̉ͩ̅ȩi̡̜̜͕͖͉̋̀ͩ̔͗͐̎r̴̲̾̃͑ͨ̑͑͌ ̯̠͈̘̹͓͋ͤͪͣͬ͢b̴̹̲o͔̯͇̩̖̒̾́̍͘d̩̗̙͉̳͍̊̈́ÿ̚ ̻̽ͥ̔ͨ̓̽g͒ͭ͗͏ǫ̲̯̺̽iͮ͏̼̫̜͕ṇ̛̪̿̏g̻͍̖̼ ̹ͅl͈͍̫̰̅ͤ̄ͅͅiͣ̌̂ͤ̉̂̃m͕̼͚̭ͣ͒͋p͖̼̣̩͙̼͍͐͊̾̽̀ ̻̲̫̣ͩ̽ͅi̺͒ͪͧ̾ͬ͐̾n͔̝͂̌̽ ̶͖̜͕͆y̭̘̟͎̻ͭͧ̅͑̉ͭ̚ő͙̳͎̖̖͖̈́̏ͯ̃̆ͅu͎̦ͤ͒ͤr͐ͬ̍ ͔̫̯̠͕̞ͤ́ă̻̪͉̙͓͈̖̍̒ͫ͛̚̚r̛̩̔̈ͯͤ̍̚m̪̺͙̱̘̼ͨ̇͂s̺̖̲͕͎̣ͭ̄.̧̳̃̒̑̓̓ ̏̊ͪ̓Y͎̪̭̳o̹͔͎ͩ̌̚ű̦̮̳̼͖ͩ̈̌̋̍̀ ̫̑ͦͧͮ͒̃͘l̠̻ͫͭ̚̕i̤̼̬̬̞͐̀̓ͩ́é̶̞͍̓̉ ̣̯̐ͬ͒ͨ̋̀t̒̅́̃͏̩̣ȏ̎͛̐̉̚ ͎̠͚̞̹͇̳͒̎̂̈́́y̧̝̌ͩ̐̚ö́̂͆͂̎ụ̣ͬ̂̚ȓ̼ͩ̊sͬ͆ͭ͏̱̳̲̳̻͓e̶̝̩͕͖̐͆͐ͅl͑̈͏̻̺̝͚̝̞̗f̢̗̥ͩ̓ ̟͕̰ͧ̈́ͫͨ̑̇̍̕a̫̩̖ͪb̽̿́͂͏͎̹̤̻o̵̼̯̣͔ͪu͉̜̗̱̩͚ͭͦ͊ͭt̗̍̊ͭͩͦ̂̔ ̗̯̦̲̣͈̇̌͊̃͒t̨̫̥̠̫͔̔̾̈͋ͭh̸̭̊̋ͪ̃̏͗e̷͚̤̜͚̫̮̒̔ͅ ̗̘͍̟̦͐r̭̻͔̠ͣ̎ͧ͆̑̌ͤ͜e̬̥͓ͨ̎͛ͥa̰̱̐̆s̠͎͍̖̻̦̑̿ͦͧ͌̚͡ô͞nͧ ̂̄̽̈ẙ̻̅́o̠͉̘ͣ͛ͩ̔ư͓̪͖̠̺͔̮̐̉̃̉͆ d̘̣̞͉̩̘̐ͧͦ͌̄́o̤̱̫̩̘̞̪͊͌ ̭̲͖̊͛̿̈̑w͍̣ͯ̃̃͆̓ͬ̀͘h̴̻̠̠͖̓̾̂̍̎a͙̲ͅt̥͚̩̠͜ ̸̗̜̗̬̱ͅy͚͓o̷̓ͬ̏u̸͕̝͓͑̐ ̭̝͕̳̰̈͌ͥd̽͐ͦ͞o̪͙̭̝̼ͯͦ̀,̨̑̚ ̢͛̊͋̾̏͆̃s̵̪̜̻͎̼̖̅͊̅ͦ̿a̹̖̳͕̥͇ͮͣ̾͛̎ͩ̕y̲̰͕̥͈͓̮̐̔͋ͧ ͔̳̥͎̘y͇̥̤̗̺͗̑̋ͥͨ͊̽͟o̘̦̝ͩ̿ͅu͓̲̯̠͢'̽͑͊̂ͪ҉͙̹̰͚̤ŕ̯͉̞̩̱eͩ̋͆͌̈́ ̖̞ͮ͐̒d̙͚̜̭̺̭̜̈́o̠̯͎̠͔͙̅͛ͪ̄̓̍ͩi͚̗̹̩n̎͛̎̉̒g̝̬̮̃ ̬͕̌t͈̣̖̮̑̄ͨ͂h͈͚̖̹̿̂̿͂͜e̴̮͛́ ̻̯͉͆́̒͞ͅr̆͆̒ͤ͞i̷͚̤̻͈͍̩͓̎͑̉ͬ͌͂g͉̖̘ͬ̈́͋ͅh̋ͪ̊̌ͭ́ț͎͌̅ͪ ̦͎̯͎͖ͣ̎ͥ̋ͦ̒t̸̙̱͈̬̫͙̞̆̊ͧ͐͋̒̔ḣ̶̭̞͓ͬ̅̓̆ͪi͕̋̈ͮ́n͍̘̣̉͑g̞̹̣͍̹̳͑͊̈͒́ͅ,͙̫̻̬ͪͤ́ͦ͢ ̟̗͎̻̅͒͌̑ͅb̴̟̗̣̼̈̈̚u͈̜͈̖̱̾̾̕t́ ̾̊̈́̀ͬȧ̘͗ț͔̿ ̠̟̯ͬͯt̤͆̔̂h͈̜̓͐̍ͪe̢̠̣̞̮̺͛ͦ́̇͋ͭ ̧̤͚̟̤̮̓̐͂ḛͯ͂̔̀ṇ̼̙̯̐̽̽̓͟d̷͓̞͖̪̮̘͆̃ ͓ͥ̎̃̔o͔̹͕̳̮ͭ̍̊̓͊ͮ͑f̷͉̞͕͈̼̱͊ͧ͌͆ ̃t̘̣̱̫ͪ͞h͏̤̘̟e̵͓̪̦͙̝͍̱̊͆̏ͤ̓ ̠̪̫̖̻͈͜ďͤ̌̈́̽̑a̲̹̹̝ͥ͌ͭ̈́ͬ͋̌y̞ͤ̆͠,̦̉ͦ̑̈́̋ͫ͡ ̒̆̄͘y̰̑͑͊̍̍͞ó̊̍̃̋͗͒͜u̎͏̮̲͙̳̮͍̦'̜̲̭̗̼͖͂ͬ͌̓͊̂͛r̜̤̦̪̂̌͊̇̏e͎̣ ̓͋ͨj̳̖͒̑̽͑́̚ǔ̙̉͜s̯̩͍͔̔ͪt̙̑̈́̉̽̊̍͟ ̶̞̩̘̮̤̺l̲̩̣̟̫͕̘͋ͬi̗̙̤͍͆k̰̙͉̬͈̩̘̓̽ͬ͡e͆ͦ ̦̫̥͔̠̀ͮm̩̜̠̹ͨ͛e̙͍̟ͤͭ͆̾ͭ̂̓.͚̏̀ Zalgo finally stopped, wearing his most evil smile yet.
A ̺̝͇ͥ͘m͔͍ͣ͒ͭͯ͘ȍ̷̭̩̮̮ͨ̔̇̊̒̑n͉͚̗̰̦̻̑́͂̈͛s̳̭̦̞ͯ̈́͗̊̔̂ͬt̸͉̮̑̈̏e̴ͤ̋̚r̭͖̮͖̠̎̍̿̊̚ ̛̺̼͑͌ͧw̳̖̝̟̲ͪ͞ḣ̔̽̓̒̇o͕̱̳͉͒̾̔ ͔ͩ̍̍͆͝c͕͉̣͡r̗̣͖͔͎ͪ̅͂ͅe̗̭̰͝a̯̠͙̖̬̋̄̐ͧt̮͎̟ͦ̂̔̕e̥̳̜ͪͫ̒̽́ͅs̹̳̤̰̄̒͠ ̛ͩ͑͒̚o̡t̨̼̦̤̗̉ḥ̗̯̖ͯ̾ͪͧ͒͋̚e̹r̲̭̼͈̉̌̀͝ ṁ̹̝̳̹̼ȍ͍̯̺͍̙̘̗ͭ͑͒ͥň̳̊̍̈́s̵͓̖͉͔̮ţ͎̔̽̏̾̓ͤe҉r̲̼̤̥̙͈͆́s̤̜͎͗̾̀ͦͪ.̉͗͠ ͛T̯̯̳̎̍ẖ̲̤̻̣͚̌ă̛̼̱̺̽̔ͨ̓t͍͎̬͉͙͙ͩ͌ͪ̿̎̚'͔͎͔͉ͪͤ̅͊͝s͕ͧ̂͊ ̴̬̘͖̤̽ẗ̷̮́̉ͅͅh̠̝̺ͥ͐ͭ̐̀ͪ̋́ẻ̵͈̭̟͉͈ͤͦ͋ͣ̍ ̧̪̜̼̩̜w̫͓̮̭̓ọ̻̻ͬ̄̇ͦ̑̏̏r̹̩͌̅͑s̟̫̻̲͢t̷͖̞̙̺͔̺̙͛͛̽̇͋̓ͤ ̡͕̫̯̾̊͋̍k̴̗͔̻̠̙̀ͭ͛ī̠̫̻̋͠ṉ̩̪̤̦͇̲ͨ̄̾d͉̰͕͇̫͎̙́̏͗ ̞͍̅̋̌ͬ̀͢ṫ̠͕̝͙̤̞̀̽͂h͆̍̊e̡̖̹̻ͫͅr̼̻̝̯ͦe̳̹̦̰̊ͦ̄ͬͥ̃ͅ ̃ͮͤ̂̉̃i̧̭ͩͣs̴͔̗̠̗.̹̝̓͗̀̓ͣͧ́ That finally pushed Slender Man over the edge. His tendrils shot out and grabbed every one of Zalgo's host's limbs. For a brief, horrible second, he was willing to rip him apart-and then the man's eyes cleared as Zalgo left his body. He blinked a couple times before realizing the situation he was in.
"AUGH! MONSTER!" His fear was short-lived, however, as Slender Man teleported away, causing him to fall roughly on his butt on the ground. As he made his way back to his new home, Slender Man was boiling with rage, Zalgo's words still echoing in his head.
Damn you.
A/N: Sorry if the Zalgo-ed text is hard to decipher. I hope you liked this chapter anyway. Also, Happy belated Thanksgiving, guys!