I don't know why, but I have this tendency to publish my chapters around night time, when I feel tired and dead.
How fun.
But, because you guys mean so much to me, here is your chapter.
Enjoy!
It's dark.
It's cold.
And, worse of all, it was eerily quiet.
Lilith looked from left to right, only to find the same thing.
Nothing.
No one.
She felt like she was floating in nothing, stuck in a sort of black hole that wasn't busy ripping her into spaghetti. She felt weightless, cold, and alone.
Lilith sighed, leaning back, only to feel like she was somersaulting backwards. This was one of her most common dreams, something that no one knew bothered her, deep down. Her "darkest fear" some would call it..
Her fear of being alone.
As scared as she was, however, this was a dream she was used to. It was something that Lilith had been forced to go through over and over again, for as long as she could remember living with Hannah. As scared as she was, she knew that she'd be okay.
But, even while knowing that, nothing could stop the shivers from running down her back.
Something felt off.
Suddenly, a few feet away, a white sort of glow seemed to resonate a few feet behind her. Confused, Lilith looked the thing over, the glowing shape slowly growing a tall lanky form, dressed in a black suit and red tie, white skin keeping that glow, before fading into the dark shadows around it.
Lilith gasped lightly, unsure of how to really react, as she watched her master floating in a similar way to herself.
"S-sir?" Lilith whispered out, wincing slightly when his head tilted to the side, facing her with that blank face that had always scared her. She nearly screamed, when he pulled his hand out, a few inches away from her face.
He was silent, looking at his hand, before looking back up at her, fingers extending, "Take…my…hand…" He said, his voice sounding a bit slower, disoriented even.
Lilith couldn't help but look at him strangely, only to have him hold his hand out in a more frantic way, "Trust…me…" Slenderman said, his voice sounding raspy.
Lilith didn't want to, but her hand was connected to that side of her that was loyal, give her an order, and consider it done. Her hand slowly outstretched, fingers shaking, before they clasped lightly around Slenderman's.
Lilith couldn't help but let out a small scream, his hand as cold as ice. His hand nothing more than skin pulled over his bones, providing little warmth. Instead, her skin seemed to leech on his freezing skin, shivers running up her arms, causing her jaw to chatter.
She wanted to let go, rip her hand away, but his boney fingers dug into the back of her hand, "Don't…let…go…" He rasped.
Lilith whimpered, as his tendrils lashed out of his back, all eight lashing about like hungry snakes, before facing her. Slenderman's face seemed to rip apart, the bottom tearing off to form a ragged mouth, filled with sharp dagger-like teeth, with a sort of transparent black ooze slipping from his mouth, forming a messed smile, as a tendril shot out at her.
Lilith let out a loud scream, as the tendril whipped right through her left arm, her blood staining her skin, spattering onto Slenderman's white skin.
She shivered from the pain and cold, breath creating puffs in the air, as she shuddered. Slenderman seemed to remain reactionless, as another tendril shot out, right through her left leg.
Lilith screamed out once again, feeling blood run down her leg slowly, her only source of warmth, her only pleasure coming from extreme pain.
"S-stop…" Lilith cried out quietly, biting down on her tongue to keep from screaming, as another tendril went through her stomach, "…Sir…P-please…"
Slenderman merely shook his head, "Trust me…trust me…trust me…" was all he said, before impaling one last tendril into her abdomen.
Lilith whipped her head back, an air chilling screech, as the two tendrils in her stomach pulled apart, slowly ripping her in half. She tried to get out of his hold, but the tendril in her arm and leg didn't do much to help.
No matter what, Slenderman wasn't willing to give up his hold on her hand, leaving bloodstains from his claw-like fingers digging into her hand.
"You're all mine." Ashe heard him murmur, before being ripped completely in half.
"Kiddo, wake up!"
Lilith jumped up, screaming, freaking out to the feeling of two hands holding her down on the bed, the low lighting not helping one bit.
A hand clasped onto her mouth, "Lilith, you're gonna wake everyone up! Damn, just, calm down!"
Lilith slowly calmed down, breathing still shaking, when the lights flicked on.
Lilith found herself on her cabin bed, held down by a concerned Puppeteer, with a tired yet shaken Painter at the light switch.
"Are you feeling well, Lilith?" Painter asked, eyes portraying how he probably didn't sleep too well last night. His mask lying on the nightstand, bright blue eyes widen yet drowsy.
Puppeteer sat down on her other side, rubbing her arms, as he pulled her into a hug, "Are you okay, kiddo? Did something happen while we were sleeping?"
Lilith shook her head, pushing Puppeteer away, "I'm okay, really." Lilith murmured, cracking her neck in an attempt to look as emotionless and "cool" as possible, trying to forget whatever she did while trapped in her mind, "It was just a nightmare."
Puppeteer shook his head, hand placed on her shoulder, "No, you don't scream bloody murder in your sleep when 'it's just a nightmare'."
Painter nodded, "Agreed. What you just more than a nightmare, wasn't it? From the way you were gesticulating, looked like you were possessed rather than having any kind of dream."
Lilith couldn't help but let out a small sigh, "You just like to make everything seem more extravagant then it really is. You just feel the need to paint a picture with your words. don't you?"
Painter shrugged, placing a hand on his chest, "What can I say? I'm a painter at heart. But, I see what you're trying to do, changing the subject over here."
Puppeteer nodded, "You sure you okay, Lilith? You know that you can open up to us, right?"
Lilith stayed motionless, before forcing herself to stand up, ignoring the light tremble in her legs, "I'm telling you, I'm feeling fine, I am fine. I don't need to talk about what happened, nor do I want to."
"…Well, you didn't need to be so harsh." Painter muttered, before standing up, "But, we will acknowledge your wishes. Puppeteer, back off."
Puppeteer didn't seem nearly as easy going as Painter was with this, always being the more openly concerned, but, as much as he hated to admit it, Painter was smarter in this situation, his logic was superior.
Lilith needed her space, or she'll tear out your eyes.
"You can always come to us," Puppeteer muttered, walking over to turn off the lights, while Painter tucked Lilith in, "Just remember not to let your pride keep you away from us, you can always talk to us."
Lilith nodded, "I know."
Painter sighed, "You're just like Strings over there, so hard headed."
Lilith heard Puppeteer scowl, "You know I hate that nickname."
"And yet, you never had a problem with Lilith calling you that." Painter said back, his smile hidden by the shadow of the moon.
"Yeah, well, of course I don't!" Puppeteer muttered, climbing into his own messy sheets, "When she calls me that, it's fine, cute even. You call me that, it's like my mom calling me something like 'snookums' while I'm walking into school."
Lilith couldn't help but laugh a bit lightly, "I still think that you two fight like an old married couple."
"SHUT IT!" They yelled in unison, leaving the three in an awkward silence, before they all broke out laughing.
The sound seemed to grow with every second, only stopping when the left wall was pounded on, followed by a loud and angry "SHUT UP ON THERE, WE'RE TRYING TO GET SOME DAMN SLEEP!"
Puppeteer laughed, "Then why the hell are you shouting, Jeffery? Why don't you try and ignore us and, I don't know…Go to sleep?"
The laughing from the three only got louder, as a series of curses, screaming and all-around anger sounded from the room next to them.
After a while, the laughing died down, and a few seconds later, so did the shouting. The room was silent, as the two boys fell asleep, Puppeteer's shallow breathing doing little against Painter's surprisingly loud snoring, but, during this all, Lilith stayed awake.
No matter what she tried to do, nothing could help her go to sleep after that dream. To many questions, theories, ideas and other darker things ran through her head, as her conflicted mind refused to go to sleep.
All the 'what if's' wouldn't allow for a second of peace, and it didn't help when her creative mind came up with more questions than answers.
Lilith sighed, no other options besides lying in bed, looking out the open window, waiting for the sun to rise.
Her mind was never something that went to sleep easily. No matter what she did, or what she was trying to do, her mind wasn't something that was easily turned off and on. Once her mind had something, it bit down like a fucking cobra.
Lilith found her train of thought jumping from one theory, going through the list of facts and details, before going on to another theory or an additional thought that had branched off of the original thought.
Looking out the window, she thought of everything and nothing. How did the world work? Why did snow fall?
How do you get the voices out of your head?
Lilith shook her head, halting the train of thought. No one could answer that question, so that was on her and her alone. Some questions can only be answered by your ownself, of course.
But, Jesus decided to be merciful, making Lilith smile inwardly, as the sun rose. Either God told the sun to rise quickly, or, Lilith was trapped in her own head for a while.
Lilith watched, as Puppeteer slowly got up, rubbing his eyes, before glaring lightly at Painter. He then noticed Lilith, pointing at the loud painting sleeper, "You're hearing this, right?"
Lilith snickered lightly, nodding slightly, as she began to sit up. Lilith watched, as Puppeteer slowly tip toed over, poking Painter's face.
The snoring stopped for a few seconds, Painter waving Puppeteer's hand off, before going back to the monstrous growl-like snore.
Lilith held her hand over her mouth, which didn't do much since she still had her mask on, while Puppeteer grinned, grabbing his pillow, before slowly pressing it against Painter's face.
It took some time, but the snoring was quickly replaced by muffled screaming, Puppeteer laughing his head off, before Painter managed to push him off, his eyes wide, mouth open, as he breathed in and out like a fucked-up fish, "What…the hell!?"
"You snore like a dying goat!" Puppeteer cried out loudly, unable to breath normally due to the fact that Painter was beating the shit out of the poor guy on the ground. Not like Puppeteer wasn't laughing hard enough to knock himself out, "Excuse me for trying to stop that sound you call snoring! Hell, it isn't even snoring, you're basically making an elephant mating call!"
Lilith wasn't able to hold it in anymore, laughing her head off, before letting out a small yelp, falling off of her bed. However, that didn't seem to stop her, as she rolled around on the ground, laughing while the other two went on with their little feud, rolling around on the wooden floor.
"You damn idiot, I don't snore that loud!" Painter scowled.
"Yeah, you're right, you don't snore. You make elephant mating calls! Hell, it could pass as an elephant fart!"
"Shut it, like you're any better!"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I've seen your manners! I mean, putting your feet up on the table, your burp like you're proud of it, you bite your fingers at times, you act like you don't know words like 'please' and 'excuse me'!"
"Well, excuse me for being a man! You, on the other hand, act like you have a stick up your ass!"
"Well, it wouldn't hurt to act like a normal human!"
"A human? Please, I don't need that shit! Myabe, you don't understand this just yet, but I'M A KILLER!"
"Well, I kill as well, but I still try to be civil and excuse myself after I fart!"
At this point, Lilith was laughing her ass off, pounding onto the floor, before forcing herself up, breathing in and out, bent over, before groaning, "Are you t-two done y-yet?" Lilith asked.
"Not quite yet." Painter muttered, before pushing Puppeteer off, straddling his hips, while holding the Puppeteer down, "Now we're good."
Puppeteer scoffed, "You really think that you can best me?" He growled, about to push Painter off, before the door was ripped open.
"Can you guys at least try to be- WHAT THE FUCK!?" Ben yelled, unable to understand what was going on in front of him.
Just then, Jeff walked past, "Hey, Ben, you know if Slenderman's up ye-OH MY GOD!" Jeff yelled, covering his eyes, before falling over, twitching on the floor, "MY EYES, MY POOR EYES!"
"Umm, were they not 'poor eyes' when you cut off your eyelids?" Lilith murmured, before Painter got off, hands up. Puppeteer stayed on the ground, somehow laughing even harder, tears in his eyes.
"This isn't what it looks like!" Painter shouted, freaking out quickly.
"ARE YOU SURE YOU TWO AREN'T GAY FOR EACH OTHER?" Jeff shouted, while Ben merely stared, unable to say anything.
Lilith sighed, partly amused while also slightly annoyed, while standing up. She was ready to slam the door on their faces, push them out of the way as she headed down stairs, only to have a cold shudder rush down everyone's spines, a tall dark shadow appearing behind Ben.
"What is it with all of this childish nonsense?"
Jeff was only able to peel away a single hand, pointing at Painter, "G-gay."
Lilith shook her head, before standing up, going into her backpack, "I hope you guys don't mind, but I need to change. Please leave." She murmured, quickly walking over to the bathroom door.
Right before she had a chance to disappear behind the door, she heard Ben snicker, "Oh, you got something you're hiding from us on that body, Lily?"
Before Lilith could react, Slenderman pulled on Ben's ear, making him jump up a bit, before closing the door to the room. Lilith blinked, trying to process what had happened, before shrugging it off, closing the door.
Lilith took off her mask, staring at the reflection in the mirror, which sat on the wall with the sink under it. Her hair was a mess, and after closer examination, it was becoming a bit too long. She made a mental note to cut it shorter later on. Her eyes seemed dull, shadows appearing under her eyes. Another note, coffee didn't solve everything.
Lilith quickly brushed her teeth, brushing her hair, and cursing when her hairbrush, a gift from Sally, got caught in her hair. Once she thought herself to look presentable enough, she quickly changed into a dark blue tank top, navy blue jeans, and her hoodie. She quickly put her mask back on, before walking out into the now empty room.
"What a bunch of dicks." Lilith muttered, pulling up her hoodie collar, before walking out of the room.
She quickly walked downstairs, ducking to avoid the flying knife, "Good morning to you too, Jeffery."
Lilith ignored his string of swears, before sitting down at on the couch, taking a seat between an irritated and cold LJ and a quiet Eyeless Jack, who simply waved and scooted over, before going back to his kidney.
Lilith leaned back, relaxing on the sofa, before something sat on her lap, "Lilith, you wanna play?"
Lilith sighed softly, "I don't think we should head outside just yet, Sally."
Sally pouted, "But, Lilith! I wanna play!"
"Well…" Lilith murmured, looking outside. She didn't like what she saw yesterday outside, but, with that look on her face, Lilith was rethinking it all. Besides, with what she saw in the mirror, she was extremely tired, sleep deprived from all of her late nights and pushing herself a bit too far. She could have been seeing things yesterday.
Right?
"Okay, I'll tell you what. After breakfast, you go and ask Slenderman if we can go play. I'm willing to take you outside." Lilith murmured, finally giving into her huge Mew-like green eyes, wiping the blood that was trickling down her face, "Does that sound good?"
Sally jumped off, doing a small happy dance, "YAY!" Was all she shouted, running around a bit, before tripping over Smile, the poor dog who had been sleeping on the ground.
Lilith shook her head, a hidden smile on her face, as Sally pushed herself back up, dusting off her dress, before rushing off into the kitchen area, quickly firing off her questions like a machine gun, when LJ sighed, "that girl, she has no shortage of energy."
"Well, you're no different." Lilith murmured, "You know, when we're not in places this cold."
LJ tried to laugh, only to cough and hack, hitting his chest, before cursing, "This place is a frozen hell."
Lilith couldn't help but laugh lightly, about to poke a bit of fun, only to have Slenderman walk out of the kitchen, "Breakfast is finished."
They all formed a sort of mob, that quickly raided the kitchen area. Lilith sighed, slowly getting up, walking over to the kitchen counter to sit down on the only free area between Sally and Ben, about to eat, before Slenderman raised a hand, a sign for silence.
"I plan on taking a group out to inspect the area today, but, because of Sally's wishes, I'll be leaving Lilith here to watch over her. Any objections?" Slenderman stated, his voice and tone making it clear that, even after what he said, he wasn't really open to other ideas.
He nodded, accepting the silence, before allowing everyone else to go back to eating the bacon, eggs and hash browns.
It was awkwardly quiet, no one saying anything to anyone else, and before Lilith knew it, everyone else was off the table, getting ready to leave.
Lilith watched as a cursing LJ complained about going outside, an amused Puppeteer poking fun at Painter's tiny knifes, and Jeff and Ben who seemed to be having a sort of friendly argument.
Lilith once again walked over to the couch, watching the others get ready to leave, when someone cleared their throat next to her. Lilith looked up, "Oh, hello, Eyeless. Do you need something?"
Eyeless shook his head, rubbing the back of his head, "No…It's not that…"
Lilith tilted her head to the side, "Oh? Then, what can I help you with?"
"Well," Eyeless muttered, "I was wondering that…when we get back…could we go and hang out again?"
Lilith was a bit taken aback, before smiling, "Sure, I wouldn't mind."
Eyeless seemed to let out a breath, about to go on, before Painter walked past him, his thumb and index finger pinching down on the back collar of his jacket, "Now then, lover boy, Slenderman is waiting for us outside."
Lilith laughed lightly, watching Painter pulling Eyeless away by the collar, before the door closed.
It was only then that it dawned upon Lilith.
She and Sally were left alone in this large cabin-like house.
No one to tell her what to do, when to do anything. No one to fear, just her and Sally.
Sally giggled, "Now we can play!" She shouted, grabbing Lilith's hand, "Come on, I wanna go outside!"
Lilith looked outside, ready to run outside to play with Sally, but something was putting everything off. Something in her mind was telling her no, it was telling her to grab her weapon, meet up with the group, and drag them all back to the mansion. Something inside of her wanted to at least lock the doors and windows, keep Sally safe at least until the others got back, but she stopped.
She breathed in, forcing herself to believe that she was tripping, before creating a sort of stalemate, "Okay, Sally, we can go outside, but first, I need to grab a few things." She said softly, walking upstairs and into her room.
She reached under her bed, hands gripping her scythe, before grabbing her bag, slinging it over her shoulder, before rushing back downstairs.
Once she did, Sally grabbed Lilith's hand, Lilith's other hand gripping her weapon tightly, "Come on, let's go!" Sally yelled, pulling Lilith out the door quickly.
Lilith barley had enough time to close the door behind her, before Sally pulled Lilith out into the clearing outside the house, like a huge white front yard, "Hey, Lilith, look at me!" Sally yelled, before falling back, moving her arms and legs, before getting back up, "I made a snow angel!"
Lilith nodded, a soft smile behind her mask, "That looks very nice, Sally."
Sally giggled, jumping up and down, before twirling around, laughing as she did so. Lilith couldn't help but laugh, ignoring the painful memories that came from watching.
Short clips of time where Lilith could see three girls dancing around in the snow, laughing as they threw snow balls, creating snow angels, and dancing in the falling snow. She remembered that one of them, the eldest girl, loved to catch snowflakes in her mouth, while the other girl, the one that was more around her age, always insisted on lying down beneath a tree, preferring watching over playing.
"Oh, look at how cute you two look! So many sweet memories."
Lilith's head whipped up, her hand gripping her scythe, while Sally stopped spinning, smiling at the shadows of a tree, "Hello? Do you want to play?"
A girlish chuckle sounded from behind the tree, when someone emerged from behind the shadows. It was a girl, around her own height, with greasy dirty black hair, dark blue insane eyes, and a creepy needle-like teeth ion her smile. She wore a black and pink long sleeve shirt, along with odd purple yoga-like pants. She looked odd, creepy, and all in all, nothing close to normal.
Lilith looked the girl over closely, while the girl finally stopped laughing, "I'd love to play, little girl!" She said happily, her smile easily making Jeff's look small, "You know, you remind me of someone I use to know; pity, with as many friends as I've had, I can't name her."
"Who are you?" Lilith cut in, not liking this girl one bit.
The girl looked Lilith over, her face a mix of sadness and insane happiness, "Oh, please don't be like that, big sister."
Lilith scowled, "Don't try to get away from my question." She growled, taking a step back in preparation.
The girl laughed, before bowing lightly, "You can just call me Lizzie! And, for now, all I want is to play."
"Yay!" Sally giggled, about to run up to her, only to have Lilith shove the tiny girl back behind her.
Lilith growled, holding her scythe out in in front of her, "Sorry, but I don't want to play with the likes of you."
Lizzie threw her head back a bit too much, laughing maniacally, "Oh, but Alois, you don't have a choice."
And plot finally thickens.
Joy.
I was looking the chapters over, and I found out that this story is taking a sort of similar path with my other long-ass story, Super smash bros unlimited. So, if you didn't understand, the plot only starts to thicken more around chapter 20-21.
Fun. I hope that my story doesn't end up that long, but if it does, I hope you guys decide to continue to follow along.
Also, I know that this is NOT an SSBU story, but, I'd like to say that, as soon as I finish this story, or towards the end of this story, I'll be publishing those SSBU shorts that everyone wanted so badly. To be honest, I have a lot of ideas for these, and I'm open to suggestions (Note, if I don't finish as soon as I hope to, I'll but sending these out on November 1st, this year). And, because of the SSBU Bloopers fail, I'm more then open to your ideas and say. I wanna know what you guys want BEFORE I make myself look stupid.
Or, more stupid.
But, right now, I'm tired, I'm on youtube, and did I mention I'm tired? School, it kills more the Slenderman could ever try.
So, with that said, bye bye guys, I'll see you next time!