Okay, you guys, I feel like it's about time the plot picked up.

I don't want this to be as long as SSBU, but still, this is pretty damn long.

But, that aside, I hope you guys enjoy it all!


Lilith sighed, seeing herself once again in a dark ocean-like area. Where she felt like she was floating in an icy water.

"From now on, this is the gonna be called…You know what, fuck it, I can't name this place." Lilith murmured, as she floated aimlessly.

"Aww, really? Have you no creativity? I've been calling this place dream-o-topia for a while now."

Lilith's head shot up, looking from side to side, "...Who's out there?" Lilith growled.

"No need to be so hostile." The voice murmured, before something walked out. It was a girl, with dark blue eyes, long black hair. She looked exactly like her, but there was one huge difference.

She was smiling.

"…Who the hell are you?" Lilith growled.

The other only smirked more, "You know, you seemed to have lost your common sense along with your humor…Lilith, I am you."

Lilith held a look of shock, before growling, lunging forward, only to float around like a dying fish, "Why are you here?" Lilith growled, "You're dead."

She shook her head, "No, I am Alois, and so are you."

"No I'm not!" Lilith hissed, "You're dead, I am Lilith Shadows!"

Alois sighed, her smirk titled into a light frown, "Stop trying to be someone you're not."

"I am NOT you." Lilith hissed, "I'm not childish, I'm not an idiot, I'm not some foolish brat! I, unlike you, accepted the fact that I have to grow up! I've accepted the fact that I can't be a child forever."

"Well," Alois murmured, "I'm a child, I'm able to have fun; unlike you, apparently. I've been trying to be hopeful all my life, I've accepted the fact that I can't be a child all of the time, but I can still laugh and smile. Can you do that?"

"I have no reason to do that." Lilith hissed, "You're dead, you're in the past."

Alois shook her head, placing a hand on her hip, "Of, Lilith, when will you ever learn? You can't escape me. I'm buried deep within you."


Lilith jolted up with a small yell, eyes wide, before holding her face.

Even in the blanket, she could still feel cold shivers running down her spine, the shadows on her walls whispering.

Lilith groaned, covering her ears, before standing up. She quickly put her eye patch and mask on, pulling her hood over her head, before opening the door.

It was later in the morning, being how she had just missed lunch, meaning that many of the others would be roaming the hallways.

She kept her head hung low, she avoided contact with anyone, making her way to the piano room.

Maybe if she could get there, she could have a chance to clear her mind.

But, right before she could take another step, someone grabbed her shoulder, pulling her back.

Instantly, she felt a knife held up against her abdomen, "You're gonna pay for yesterday, bitch." Jeff murmured, slowly digging into her stomach.

Lilith groaned, feeling that animalistic side of her slowly building up once again. She could picture it, ripping out his insides with a spiked shadow, watching the life drain from his wide eyes.

She shook her head, clearing her mind once again, only because someone had pulled Jeff away. She opened her eyes to see Eyeless, small, frail, fragile Eyeless, had pulled him away by the hoodie, scalpel tight in his hand.

"Leave her alone, p-please." Eyeless said meekly.

Jeff loomed over him, "And what will you do about it, lover boy?"

"I don't know what Eyeless has planned, but I know that I won't let you live to see another day if you don't leave Lilith alone, Jeff."

Lilith looked to her left, seeing Painter and Puppeteer standing there, Puppeteer wearing an angered expression, while Painter's voice gave it all away.

Jeff smirked, "Oh, look, Lilith, everyone's here to save you!" Jeff cooed, "You must feel super special!"

"Dude just get the fuck out already." Puppeteer growled, while Eyeless helped Lilith up, "Go and try to make out with Jane, or something."

Jeff growled, about to jump at him, only to turn around, growling as he left.

Eyeless sighed, before looking Lilith over, "Are you okay, L-Lilith?"

Lilith nodded, before lightly pushing him away, "I'm fine, thank you."

Painter nodded, "Of course…Is there anything else we can do for you, Lilith?"

Lilith shook her head, "No, it's okay."

Puppeteer gave her a look, "You don't sound okay, kiddo."

"Something happened yesterday," Lilith murmured, unwilling to go on into the subject, "That's all."

If Eyeless could look confused, he certainly would, "What happened yesterday?"

Lilith flinched, before pushing past the three of them, going into the piano room, before slamming the door shut.

"…Did I say something?" Eyeless wondered, before earning a slap to the back of the head, "What did I do!?"

Painter simply stayed silent, giving the door a look, before leaving. "Hey, dude, wait for me!" Puppeteer yelled, speed walking to keep up with Painter, who seemed to get more and more irritated by the second.


Meanwhile, on the other side of the door, Lilith nearly ripped the window open, watching the steady trickle of sunlight come in, before taking a seat behind the piano. Her fingers skimmed over the keys, her mind blank.

She tried to play something, anything, but her fingers refused to move at that moment. This was supposed to help her calm down; the piano always helped her calm down.

With a groan, Lilith pushed herself away from the piano, scowling. This isn't helping, especially with the headache the voices were giving her.

All her life, all she ever heard were whispers, just enough to make her think she was a little crazy. But now, it was as if the barrier was broken. The whispers grew into roars, the few words scattered here and there began to flood her mind.

But why?

The logical explanation would be that during her unleashing of rage, she could have triggered something. Who knows, she was apparently part shadow demon, a "Shade" Slenderman had called it; who knew what happens to those guys?

It gave her a chilling feeling.

Lilith growled lightly, feeling her head spin. She couldn't help but think about what She had said.

"Stop trying to be someone you're not."

"God…" She groaned, holding her head, teeth grinding against each other, "I AM a murderer, a thief, a killer, and a servant." She forced herself to repeat it over and over again, as if it would help somehow.

It was as if her mind spilt into two, just for the sake of fighting against herself. Her two sides wrestled with each other. As if the voices weren't enough, no, she now also had to fight herself in all this mess.

Oh, how cruel life is.

Lilith cursed herself, damning herself for ever getting use to eating in the morning, before standing up. She really didn't want to deal with anyone, but she was at the point that she really couldn't ignore the growling of her stomach.


After quickly making her way downstairs, she forced herself to ignore the looks tossed her way, walking straight into the kitchen.

Going through the fridge, she settled on what she hoped was half a Pop Tart, before kicking the fridge door shut behind her. But, before she could walk out, she noticed the figure standing in the door way, arms crossed, and eyes narrowed, "Umm…Do you mind?"

"What the hell was that?"

"…You'll have to be more specific."

Red growled, "You know what I mean! Yesterday, you went fucking crazy! Now, I wanna know, what the hell was that about!?"

Lilith looked around, watching as some of the others whispered to one another, "…It's none of your business."

"It becomes my business when you decide to wreck the mansion!" Red yelled, attracting all the attention, "I know you must think that you're the toughest shit right now, but that doesn't mean you can just ignore the rest of us!"

Lilith cursed, of all the days that the mansion had been close to empty, today couldn't be one of those days?

Lilith attempted to push past him, too tired to deal with him this early, only to have him push her back, "I'm talking to you, Shadows! I expect a damn answer!"

"I don't know."

"Bullshit!"

Lilith glared at him, staring daggers right back into his soulless red eyes, "…Look, Red, I don't know why you hate me so much, I don't know what I did, but none of this has anything to do with you."

Red scowled, about to say more, when a familiar ghost shot in, standing between the two. "Look, Red, why don't we all back up and calm the fuck down?" Ben attempted to mediate, "I mean, why would you want to deal with useless trash like her?"

Normally, words like that would hurt, but knowing Ben, it was only for her own good. "Why do you defend her, Ben!?" Red yelled, "I'm trying to save all of us from being destroyed! You remember what happened with Johnny? Do you want that again?"

Ben winced, as if he had been hit in the gut, "Don't bring him up, what he did was because he didn't have a choice. You need to listen to me, Steven-."

"Don't call me that!" Red growled, before sighing, "You know what? Fine, defend the Shade. But, I'm telling you now, it won't be pretty when she realizes what she can do." He then glared at her, "I don't care if Silver likes you, I'll make sure you never see him again. You're a danger to us all, Shadows, I hope and pray that he'll kill you soon."

With that said, he turned around and left, growling as he shoved his hands into his pockets, "Well, don't expect me there when she loses it." He grumbles, before stalking off.

"Well that…Ended." Ben murmured, before looking over Lilith, "Hey, Lily, you okay?"

"I'm fine," Lilith murmured, looking around at the bystanders, "Nothing I'm not use to at this point."

Ben let out an unhappy sigh, "Don't worry about what Steven said," Ben murmured, "He'll say anything when he's mad."

"Noted." Lilith grumbled lowly, before a cold shiver ran up her back. Lilith shuddered, looking around. Shivers were nothing new, she was used to it, but this one felt…Wrong.

"Hey, you okay over there?"

"What? Yeah, yeah, I'm good." Lilith muttered, obviously not fine in any shape, way or form. Something was wrong here, she knew that much. Eyes narrowed, she looked around, much to Ben's confusion.

"You sure? You look like you've seen something that can't be unseen."

"Yep, I'm fine, totally fine." Lilith murmured, another rush of cold air going down her back. She felt as if she were on the brink of a nervous breakdown, with how her body was shaking uncontrollably.

"Lilith, I say this in the best context, you're being a terrible liar right now." Ben deadpanned, "Which is how I know something is off, cause normally, you're an excellent liar."

Lilith had no witty comeback, her eyes darting from side to side. She never knew how it felt to be paranoid, like prey forced to constantly look over her shoulder, but now she did.

To feel like there was something looming over your shoulder, she hated it.

"I…I need to go…" Lilith muttered, staring blankly at the stairs. Whatever it was, it felt as if it were emitting from all over.

Ben gave her a look, watching as she slowly wavered over to the stairs, before moving to block her slightly, "Hey now, you don't look so good. Maybe I could take you downstairs to the Doc…"

"Don't bother." Lilith hissed through tight teeth. Her head was pounding, her back felt sweaty and cold, and she just felt like overall crap.

"Hey, if you keep pushing yourself when you look like that-."

"MOVE Ben."

Ben's eyes went wide, his hands up, "Alright, fine, be like that." He sighed, watching her stagger off, an eyebrow rising, "…God, her weirdness is rubbing off on me, I swear. Now it's all freaky-feeling up in here…"


Lilith rushed into her room quickly, closing and locking the door behind her, as she breathed in and out quickly. She felt it, a familiar rush of cold winter air up her back, the air had a small hint of blood and iron.

SHE was here.

She wasn't sure how she knew, but she could feel it.

Lizzie was somewhere around.

She quickly went for her scythe, holding it in shaking hands, as her breathing began to increase quickly once again.

Se forced herself to breathe in and out at a pace, the last thing she wanted was for something like being lightheaded to get in her way.

She finally managed to get her breathing in control, she heard something, or rather, a lack of something.

It was dead silent.

It seemed as if the whole house was holding in its breath, waiting for the insane killer to pass by, hoping and pleading that Lizzie would simply overlook the house.

Lilith led in her breath, trying to control her shivering, as she gripped the scythe handle tightly.

Just like that, the air cleared, the shivers stopped, and the noise of the others in the house came back.

Lilith sighed, holding her head, as she bent over, catching her breath. Had she just been freaking out over nothing?

No, she jumped as a loud sound ringed in the air.

A loud scream came from a nearby room. Unfortunately, Lilith knew exactly where it was and who it was, as she quickly straightened up, eyes wide in fear, before tearing her door open.

She made a mad dash out, bumping into others that held confusion on their faces, before ripping Sally's door open, her expression holding only terror, as she took it all in.

Standing in the room was Lizzie, a wide ripped open smile on her face, as she held Sally in her hand, her claws delicately holding Sally around the neck.

"Oh, hello there, big sister." Lizzie said with a smile, eyes clouded in black, "I'm so happy! You've finally done it, you've let go."

"What…T-the hell…" Lilith muttered, still stuck in a spell of shock.

Lizzie all but giggled, "I can smell it, the dark power rolling off on you! It used to be so closed off, sedated almost, but now it's free to overtake as it pleases!"

"Put her down," Lilith growled, holding her scythe over her head, ready to strike, "Now."

Lizzie laughed, "Oh, I'll put her down alright," She said, smiling at Sally's tear-soaked face, "We were about done anyway."

Lilith watched in horror, as Lizzie threw Sally out the open window, the poor girl screaming and crying out in fear.

"SALLY!"


And, cliffhanger!

I can't wait to get started on the next chapter, it has a few parts that I've been waiting forever to write out!

I'd say that I had dreams of a lot of these parts, but I'd just sound more insane.

...Fuck it, I already put it down.

But, seriously, a lot of this stuff either comes from (1) dreams I remember, (2) From the dreams that I decide to form more information around and (3) they come from when I'm bored in class.

Which is very often.

Explains why I have, like, five notebooks filled with my fanfiction shit.

Okay, umm, question...

Okay, you guys tell me, should I become an author when I get older? I like writing, but I have that part of me that feels like everything I write is full of shit.

Alright then, I've got nothing else to say-write, so, I'll see you guys later on. I'm planning on having the next chapter out in a week, at the least, and as for the SSBU shorts, it's like everything, I just update when I feel like it.

Well, till then, ciao guys!