Chapter 26 The Devil In The Savior's Clothing
'Here let me help you with that _.' EJ helps you clean the rest of the wall, wiping the flour off from the higher parts that you couldn't reach.
'Thanks EJ.' You smile warmly to the blue-masked man.
'That must be all.' Clocky threw her towel in the kitchen sink.
'N-Never a-again.' Toby breathed out wearily, from the chair where he had crushed, his head fallen back and hands falling loosely on the sides of the chair.
'Don't you dare complain.' Clocky warns him, dusting herself off.
'You started it Toby.' You cross your hands over your chest.
'T-This doesn't m-mean I h-had to clean. We c-could've made M-Masky do it.'
'Man up Toby. We did it, so we had to clean it.' You look at your ruined clothes.
'Let's appreciate the fact that we cleaned before Slenderman comes home.' EJ notes, leaning against the wall, crossing his arms on his chest.
A shiver went down on everybody's spine at the mention of the faceless man. Your heart took a few faint beats that only EJ was able to hear and you thanked God that the house owner was out of the house when the flour fight occurred. He would have most probably smite you into little pony pieces for Sally to play with, if he saw the condition the house was in after your little 'fight'. Jeff's yells and irritation were enough to stop all of you from continuing, something that was rather good, since you didn't want to be caught red-handed. Still, you had seen something that most probably went unnoticed by your fellow warriors.
You could swear that when Jeff's gaze fell on you and EJ, a dark glow penetrated his gaze and you could swear you saw his fingers carving the wooden banister. But what the hell was that? Why was he mad all of the sudden?
Your thoughts were shortly interrupted, when the smiling killer walked inside the kitchen, followed by the other two Proxies that walked up to Toby immediately, whispering at him angrily and quickly.
'Are you done with the b*llsh!t for today?'
'Oh come on now Jeff, don't be so melodramatic.' You roll your eyes and smile to him.
'Shut the f*ck up _. Do you have any idea what Slender would do to ya if he saw you?' he yells angrily at you.
'But he won't, will he? Since he didn't see us.' You wink at him.
He walks up to you, anger still painting his face and leans towards your face, smiling slyly 'Why so sure that I won't tell him?'
Your eyes open wide with surprise 'You won't f*cking dare.'
He places his hand on your chin and licks his lips provocatively, leaning even more to you 'Try me you sl*t.'
Your hand lands hard on Jeff's cheek, sounding like a gunshot at the now silent room.
His head turns right, while his eyes widen even more as the killer was caught by surprise. You look at him dead serious as your breathing is calm and comes out lightly, but inside of you, pure rage bubbles up like boiling water. Your hand had moved on its own, landing a hard slap on him. Where you hit him, you can clearly see a bright pink spreading on his paper white skin. He had crossed the line.
His hand slowly goes to his cheek; touching the injured skin lightly, he's unable to realize what you had done.
'Why you-' he growls and turns towards you with murder written in his eyes.
'Take it easy now Jeff.' EJ intervenes, stepping in between the two of you.
But this was what drove Jeff out of the line.
'F*ck you EJ.' He says and shoves him hard.
'Hey stop it!' you yell, but EJ nods to you not to interfere.
'I guess we need to talk Jeff. Just calm down, buddy.' He tries to pacify him 'Why don't you go clean yourselves up guys? _, Clocky, Toby?'
'You sure?' you ask looking at both of them.
Clockwork passes her hand on your elbow and pushes you lightly out of the room 'Let's give them some space _.'
'Wipe o-out all the e-evidence!' Toby screams and storms pass you, disappearing somewhere in the house immediately, leaving a faint cloud of flour behind him.
Both of you laugh, but you don't fail to see a faint pink tint that has spread on Clocky's face as she looks towards the direction the goggled man disappeared, with her gaze softening. A smug smile makes its way on your face, but you manage to hide it rather skillfully from your bestie, as both of you make your way on the upper floor. Exchanging a few more words, you go to your room and grabbing your usual bathrobe and favorite shampoos, you walk to the bathroom for a relaxing shower to wash away the flour.
Making sure that you are able to hear all the residents of the house with your enhanced hearing, you check the whole bathroom, locking the door and making sure you are all alone in it. Then, you throw your clothes on the side to be washed and enter the bathtub.
Turning the water on, you allow the temperature wash away both the flour and your aches from the 'battle'. Almost lava warm, it relieves you, allowing a soft sigh leaves your lips and enables your brain to think clearly.
'Someone to protect and be protected by, When that certain fury would come, Someone to respect and be respected by, When deprivation took its toll on you…No more to defend, fading away…'
You shouldn't have slapped Jeff in front of everyone. In fact you shouldn't have slapped him at all. You knew he didn't really mean what he said; it's just his inability to express himself without swearing at all. You should have understood that and answer him with patience, but in the sound of the word 'sl*t' you just lost it once again and acted on impulse. Both your conscience and the monster inside of you react badly at this word, but still, you knew he didn't do it on purpose. Should you apologize to him?
Hell no, he started it! He should be the one to say sorry. Your reaction to his behavior was logical, wasn't it? And what the hell is wrong with his behavior? What is his problem anyway?!
''Cause we were always alone, We were born in the hunter's season… All I really ever wanted was for you…You to die in the arms of someone..'
Well, this peach scented bath foam is rather good! Thank God the hot water just washed the flour away and didn't turn it into a pulp.
'Someone to remember only to the ground, When the sudden glory is gone….Mother would you send a sign, a message down, Consolidation with your only son…No more to defend, but someone to love..'
There was a heavy pound on the door '_! _!'
Rinsing the bath foam off, you hadn't even washed your hair. At first you thought the pounding was just your imagination, but another round of heavier ones where enough to convince you.
'Who the f*ck is it?!' you demand angrily, turning the water off.
'_ you have to come out immediately!' It was Jane. And she sounded urgent.
Can't anyone take a normal bath inside this house?! You grab a towel that was near you and wrapping it around your body, making sure it wouldn't fall off, you unlock and open the door, only to come face to face with your other bestie.
'This better be worth it Jane.' You grumble angrily.
'You'll decide that.' she says as she pushes you towards the banister, so that you had a clear view over the entrance hall.
What you see there, makes your blood freeze and your mouth to fall open.
From the one side of the room, Jeff was standing, panting heavily. There were large deep blue bruises on the killers snow-white face, making the blue of the bruise appear even more in comparison to his skin and blood was coming out of his mouth, which he spat on the ground with a heavy curse. His clothes had various torn spots, where the white hoodie had begun to be stained with blood, making large red dots appear. On his right hand, he was holding his knife with power, with deep red blood dripping down from it. Just a look on his face was enough for you to recognize the look of pure madness and murder instinct that had taken over the smiling killer, turning his coal black eyes into two fire red orbs, nailed on his enemy's face.
You immediately scan the hall for the potential threat, the monster inside your mind roaring loudly, only for your eyes to fall on EJ.
Just like Jeff, he was beaten up as well.
Standing on the other side of the room, his mask was completely destroyed, with its pieces decorating the wooden floor, revealing EJ's face. It was the first time you saw him without it. His empty eye sockets were nailed on Jeff, while he was also panting heavily, with his scalpel bloodied and ready at his hand. Even in his ash-grey skin, the bruises where noticeable, while the blood running down from his obviously broken nose, being more evident than it should be. Blood was also coming out from the left side of his head, staining his short, messy auburn hair. He had large slashes all over his chest, that had cut his clothes and injured him rather much. He never failed to take his gaze from his best friend, with his razor-sharp shark teeth clearly visible.
Under your stupefied gaze, they scream and charge once again against each other, colliding and fighting with such power, that it pained you to see.
All other creeps were standing around them.
Toby, LJ and Ben where cheering them on, yelling or booing and placing bets between them on who would win. Clockwork and Hoody were helping a passed out Masky regain his consciousness; he most probably tried to intervene. Sally was crying on a corner, with Smile whimpering softly, trying to reassure the little girl. But other than Masky, no one else was going to stop them.
'WHAT THE F*CK ARE YOU DOING?!' your voice boomed inside the house.
All creeps except the two ones fighting turned to look at your murder face, as you rushed down the stairs, barefoot and with only the towel covering you up. Still, your sight was enough to case nightmares even to them. Jane tried to stop you, but you shook her hand off from you with a sharp move.
'No, _, don't interfere!' Jane screams, as you rush to the two boys and try to push them apart from each other.
'STOP IT RIGHT NOW YOU IDIOTS! STOP! DAMN IT, LISTEN TO ME!' you say as you throw yourself among them, growling loudly.
'STOP! FOR F*CK'S SAKE JUST-AAAAAHHH!' you stumble back and forth, as your hands fly to your face.
'_!'
'_!'
Both Jane and Clocky scream. Deadly silence falls over the room.
'_! Are you okay?' Sally runs to you, wrapping her small hands around your legs, looking at you with teary eyes.
'_! Take your hand so I can see the wound.' EJ rushes to you but you shove him back.
'Are you an idiot?! Why did you step in the middle?!' Jeff growls at you.
In response you look up at both of them, throwing them both an angry look as you take your hand off your left eye. You didn't know which one punched you straight at it, and to tell the truth, you didn't even give a damn, even if it still hurt like hell. In the sight of your wound EJ presses his lips together 'till they are a straight line, while Jeff's eyes grow even larger by the surprise.
'WHAT THE F*CK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!' you scream angrily at them, your voice sounding dual 'WHY THE HELL ARE YOU FIGHTING?!'
Both of them look down on the floor, with Jeff kicking it lightly.
'We had a little argument..' he says.
'Little? LITTLE?! YOU CALL SLICING EACH OTHER 'LITTLE'?! LOOK AT YOURSELVES! YOU ARE BOTH A BLOODY MESS!'
'It wasn't much, _, just a disagreement.'
'A DISAGREEMENT?! IF THAT'S A DISAGREEMENT, THEN WHAT'S A SERIOUS FIGHT LIKE? For God's sake you are best friends!' you finally breathe out.
Both of them look at the floor in shame. You can see that they somehow are remorseful for what they did, so your own anger subsides. But you still turn to the trio that was betting on the fight.
'Why the hell didn't you lot, help Masky stop them?' you growl.
'Hahahahahaha! Because it was fun! Hahahahahaha!' LJ gave you a grin.
'B-best fight evah!' Toby rolled down laughing.
'When the two of them fight it's bet time honey. And you destroyed all the fun.' Ben says angrily, but covering Sally's eyes, you flip him off.
'Can I see the bruise _?' EJ takes a step forward.
'Stay the f*ck away from her.' Jeff growls, but you throw him a murder look, shushing him.
'No it's okay EJ. It already started to heal. Now, can I PLEASE have a decent bath?'
That was when both killers notice that you were only dressed in a towel. Mumbling uneasily and with both their faces changing a rich variety of colors, they apologize to you as you walk back to the bathroom, after they promised you not to fight again. Straightening themselves up and making sure they were in one piece, they take the way back to their rooms, but as they pass by each other, they exchange a few words among themselves, audible only to the two of them.
'As I said before, she's f*cking mine buddy.'
'Not if I have her first.'
And finally, after many hardships, you managed to finish your shower like a 'normal' 'human' being. Drying yourself off, you change into your cozy pajamas and pulling your h/c hair into a nice messy bun, you take one last look in the mirror. The place where the boys hit you is still rather swollen, with the bruise thankfully, barely visible and the pain subsiding to considerable level. Just a few more minutes would be enough for your regeneration to completely heal it. You had, of course, tried to pacify the bruise by rinsing it with cold water as much as you could, but the pain only worsened, so you gave up on it eventually.
But as you walk back towards your room, you can clearly hear cheerful voices coming from inside. Opening the door, you find Jane, Clocky and Sally, all sitting on your carpet with their pajamas on, having spread all around them various make-up stuff. Jane was applying makeup on an ecstatic Sally, doing a pretty neat job, while Clockwork was sitting as far as she could from all the beauty products, as if they were going to burn her upon touch and instead was checking out a small medical kit.
The moment you opened the door, three pairs of eyes fell into you, immediately followed by three smiles.
'Surprise beauty night!' they exclaimed in unison.
'Hmmm, I didn't think we had any.' You smile as you sit in between your two besties, leaning your back against your bed.
'Well, since Christmas is just around the corner, we thought it would be awesome to freshen up a bit.' Jane said merrily 'Here. You're ready Sally.'
The little girl shrieked in total happiness and grabbed a mirror to look at herself, as you turned towards Clocky 'What do you think about this?'
'Bring these things near me and your time is up.' She remarked and Jane scoffed.
'You know, makeup doesn't make us less dangerous. We can have a manicure and still slaughter a whole town.'
'_ how do I look?' Sally asks you, her eyes glowing with happiness.
You place your hand over her cheek and smile at her tenderly 'Like a princess honey.'
The little kid shrieks once again and throws herself in your arms, where you cuddle her tenderly 'So where are we going for our Christmas party?'
Jane's excitement is now uncontrolled 'We're going at Marquee in New York!'
'What?!'
'Marquee?!'
'It's the most famous nightclub in NYC at the moment! People are begging to go inside!' she shrieks.
'Uhhhh, what a pain.' Clocky grumbles and comes towards you, carrying the medical kit 'Lemme see that bruise _.'
'Jane I don't really think they'll let us in. I mean, look at us; we aren't exactly 'normal' looking.' You say as Clock applies a cream on the bruise.
Jane raises her hand pointing at three coal black rings around her middle finger 'That's why we'll use these. Come on now girls, it's the only time of the year we can go outside to have fun!'
'Eeeeh, what can we do…' you smile lightly and look at Clocky, who just shrugs.
'We won't hear the end of it otherwise.'
'True.' You say and the two of you laugh, while Jane crosses her hands on her chest.
A light knock was heard '_ can I come in?'
'What does the f*cker want?'
'Just a sec Jeff.' You throw a warning look at Jane, rising on your feet.
Opening the door, you find the killer standing just a few inches away. He looks at you dead in the eye with his black own, but you can see that the previous anger and furry is completely gone, giving their places at a remorseful look. His hands are wrapped behind his back and he kicks the floor uneasily. You step out of the room and close the door behind you, crossing your hands over your chest.
'So how can I help you?' you ask lightly.
He messes his hair uneasily and kicks the ground once again 'I…um…I just wanted to say I'm f*cking sorry for calling you….you know.' He avoids looking at you.
You sigh 'It's okay. I know you didn't mean it. And I'm sorry for slapping you.'
'No, no you shouldn't say that. I was a d!ck, so I f*cking deserved it.' He looks at you with his gaze softening.
You laugh 'Next time you'll be one, I'll slap you again.'
'Go ahead and do your best doll.'
'I'll take that as a challenge.' You smile and laugh with all your heart.
'Does that hurt?' he asks unexpectedly.
Looking up, you realize that he is dangerously close to you, only millimeters away. Suddenly, your conscious takes in all your surroundings. Jeff's body that towers well above you, the closeness to you, the close proximity your back had to your bedroom door and the no possible ways out, without anyone realizing anything. Once again he had –unconsciously maybe?- trapped you. He was way closer than you would like him to be; his long, white fingers touch your face lightly, gently stroking the place where your bruise was. In the ice cold touch, shivers go down your spine, as cold sweat bathes you, making your heart take a few, faint beats. For a split second, you realize that Jeff had a faint smell of lavender. It kind of relaxed and tensed you up all at the same time. You swallow hard as you try to control yourself and give him an answer.
'N-not at all.' You mumble, but your lie falls on the ground the moment his finger touches a sensitive spot and pain shoots up to you, making you cringe.
Then you found yourself enclosed in a bear hug.
Now the lavender scent was more evident than ever, as your face was completely leaning on the killer's white hoodie. His strong arms were safely wrapped around you, holding you somewhat with all his power, as in case he let go of you, you would disappear in thin air. His face was completely shoved inside your hair, taking in your scent, a peach-like scent, not failing to remind Jeff of the dream he had. But still it was way more alluring than that in the dream. Thankfully, you were unaware for both of them.
'I won't let anything hurt you ever again. I f*cking swear you that.' he whispers lightly in your ear, making you shiver once again, and giving you a kiss in the forehead, he lets go and walks back towards his room, leaving you stunned.
'O-okay.' You manage to mumble.
The town of (your hometown) was once again quiet.
The freshly fallen snow had yet again submerged the whole town in the alluring embrace of the cold, making everyone around want to remain inside their cozy homes, with the fireplaces lit and the vibrant fires burning happily inside of them, so that they could admire the virgin snow at their leisure, leaving it untouched for the many children that would enjoy it with the first morning light. For the adults, it was only enough for them to look at the falling snowflakes gently making their way to the ground to enjoy them. It was just a secret way to enjoy them, without making it known, since it was the children that are supposed to enjoy it the most. Still, at times like these, even the adults and elderly, found inside their hearts, the children they too used to be, hidden well under the many years they were walking the earth.
It was just a little bit after midnight, and the faint wind made the cold seem even more piercing, to the brave ones that decided to defy it and walk around the town despite the late hour. In the town's small park, the small pond it had is completely frozen, glowing with a little and eerie silver glow, under the half moon that glowed brightly in the sky, it's light seemingly brighter, due to the clear atmosphere. The willows that adorn the small park, have somewhat managed to avoid the snow and not be completely overwhelmed by it, with their branches now moving at the strong wind. You would have to be a total madman to be in the park this late at night, but two shadowy figures have decided to go against all odds, and are now standing in front of the only statue in the park, shivering heavily and seemingly waiting for something; or maybe someone.
'Where the f*ck are they?! It's past midnight!' one of them swears loudly.
'Are you sure they're going to come Kevin?' the one next to him asks.
'They better f*cking do. We paid our sses to make the deal.'
'I-I don't wanna die Kevin. The lousy b!tch is tracking us all down, it's scaring the sh!t out of me!'
'Sh*t the f*ck up, Ben. We ain't going to let her f*ck us over. We should have made sure she wouldn't f*cking rise from the dead in the first place.' The leader grumbles.
'Who knew she could do that?! I swear when she f*cking came after us, I thought she was a zombie.' Ben comments.
'To think she f*cking managed to kill the brothers like pigs. She really is damn persistent.' The other one says.
Then two figures appear in the distance. The two men come to an abrupt stop in their conversation, as their eyes are nailed in the two men that are approaching them. Knowing that Halloween was hot on their tracks, there was only one way to make sure she was eliminated. So asking around a little bit, they found out about some men that specialize in cases like theirs. But as the two men were approaching them now, the two killers couldn't help but wonder if they were really the deal. Because the two ones that were coming towards them, were barely over nineteen years old.
As they were closing by, one of them came to a stop and didn't leave the shadows, completely hiding his face from the two men, while the other one, walked inside the street lamp light with his head held high. He was a peculiar man. He had full doctor attire on, plus a surgery mask, where a peculiar smile was drawn. He was muscular but rather lean, with pale white skin and short black hair. The only facial feature that wasn't covered, were his eyes, in the shade of bloody red, making the two men cringe. He walked up to them and stopped.
'Are the two of you the ones that contacted us?' his voice was hauntingly hoarse.
'Yeah we f*cking did.' The leader speaks up 'I'm Kevin and this is Ben. We have a 'situation' we would like you to clean up.' The man was trying his best to contain his foul language. Any wrong word and it would be their heads served on a plate.
'I am Doctor Smiley. And what your situation might be?'
'There is a b!tch that is coming after us. We want you to take her out.'
The black haired man looks at them silent for a moment 'That will cost you the double amount of what we have agreed.'
'It's a deal, as long as you can make sure she doesn't rise from the dead a second time.'
In his words the black haired man turns and looks at the man standing in the shadows, before he slightly nods with his head and returns his gaze on the two men.
'What exactly do you mean by that?'
'I mean dat she's nat just any chick. She's a f*cking monster. Her name is Halloween.'
Now the man looks back once again at the other one. Instead of remaining where he is, the other one moves and takes the few steps that allow him to be engulfed by the lamp light, revealing his characteristics to the two men, as he walks beside his comrade, his gaze never leaving the other two men.
He had chestnut brown hair that barely reached his shoulders, cut in various lengths. His face was rather beautiful as his skin was pale white, with a strong jaw line, full lips and two large, emerald colored eyes. He was barely over twenty. In comparison to the other man, he looked far more like a normal human, if he didn't had three large scars on his face, two of them beside his mouth, giving him a strange cut-smile that was stitched up with a black thread and another large cut under his right eye, all the way to the lower left side of his nose that was also stitched up. He was wearing a black jacket, along with a green scarf around his neck.
Looking at the two men, his lips curved into a smile, that was reassuring and dangerous all at the same time.
'Nice to meet you Ben, Kevin. My name is Liu. I'll be glad to take care of that pest of yours.'
A/N: The song was Hunter's Season by Kamelot :3
