*Alright, time to finish up this story! I couldn't wait to post this! Also, remember… this is the Creepypasta/Slenderman universe, these monsters don't exactly know how human customs work. So, enjoy the last chapter!*

Everything was quiet for a few moments as I looked around, confused. A grandfather clock chimed, it was nighttime. However, it was midnight. As the twelfth chime sounded, Slenderman took a step toward me, drawing my attention to him once more.

"I believe it is officially Hallowe'en now."

"Uhm… yeah…"

"Then I would like to ask you a question, Enderbrina."

"Okay?"

He extended his hand, opening it, revealing an open black box with the most beautiful diamond ring within. I could see the faintest pink tinge to his cheeks as he said, "Will you be my wife?"

Shock. My jaw dropped and I knew my eyes went wide, but I froze up. I did my best to broadcast "yes" through thought. He must have heard it, because when I snapped back to reality, I was hugging him. Tears rolled down my face and I managed not to break down too much as his cheeks had gotten just a touch more pink.

"I… I'm sorry I froze up there… it was so unexpected."

"We were afraid you weren't going to answer," Jane said. "Then we heard you repeating yes in your thoughts and were relieved."

"I was just so… shocked…" I laughed.

"Well, we will be off. Enderbrina and I have a massacre to create."

"So soon? It's only like, five past twelve in the morning."

"I plan to pick off humans throughout the day."

With that, the air shifted and we were alone, in his mansion in another dimension. I looked up at him, my cheeks probably paling. The first thing we did was watch a horror movie together, his tentacles keeping me close. I knew once the movie was over, however, just what was going to happen.

"You are ready for this, aren't you, my dear?"

"As ready as I will ever be… I really do want to have our child…"

"We could always find a human to adopt, and I could turn them into a Creepypasta."

"No, that wouldn't be a good idea… plus, even if I die during the birth of the child, I'll come back. Everything will be fine."

He gave a thoughtful hum. "I brought the mansion along with us for the day."

"Wait, the others don't have the mansion for shelter!?"

"No, why—"

"They need shelter so they can disappear if they get caught somehow!"

He seemed to be surprised by my concern, and I felt the air shift as I saw everyone outside, talking, shivering as the cold October air blew around them.

"Oh, for fuck's sake, Slender…"

"I had him bring the mansion back," I quickly explained. "Now come on, it's cold out there, and I need to give you guys your presents before Slender and I go hunting."

Everyone came back into the mansion, looking at me expectantly. I materialized a large, spooky-wrapped stack of canvases at Bloody Painter's feet, but it looked like a large box the way I had wrapped it.

"What's this? A box?"

"Open it and find out."

He tore away the wrapping paper, I could see his eyes glittering with excitement behind his mask. I smiled, my tail gently thumping against the sofa seat.

"Canvases! How did you know I needed more?"

"Telepathy."

"Cheater."

I shrugged. "I wanted to get you and Sally something you actually wanted."

"She didn't want canvases, though…"

"I know."

I turned to Sally, she looked up at me, confused. I materialized the pink bear with a red heart nose and stitched eyes. She squealed and grabbed it from the air, jumping around with both bears now in her arms.

"Thank you! Thank-you-thank-you-thank-you!"

"You're welcome Sally. I knew you wanted a Mrs. T for your Mr. T so he wouldn't get lonely if you had to leave him in your room."

She nodded vigorously and ran off to play in her room. She seemed to have forgotten there were other presents for her, making everyone laugh, myself giggling sheepishly. Everyone else exchanged their gifts, and while they were busy, Slenderman teleported me up to our bedroom. I looked around to see soundproofing, smiling as his tentacles moved up beside me, curling at the ends.

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In just a few seconds, he had pulled me into the bed with my wings splayed out behind me, already busy kissing me. He left a trail of kisses down my jaw and neck, and I felt his breath brush my collarbone. I peeked open my eyes to see his featureless expression heavily laced with love. I smiled and did my best to shrug off my hoodie, my body heating up from our close proximity. Always a gentlemonster, he helped me and pulled off my shirt too. I felt him unclasp my bra, and watched him remove his jacket and white button-up, followed by his tie. He discarded them like they were nothing.

Gingerly, I reached up and traced a few of his muscles with my fingers as two black appendages slithered over me, pulling my jeans and panties away. He kissed me again, distracting me once more. I felt his hand glide downward, over my stomach and between my legs to expertly stroke a sensitive part of me. I breathed heavily, my tail becoming dangerous. As I was about to tuck it beneath my leg, I felt a tentacle wrap around the end of my tail and hold it down. Again, he kissed me, his tongue slithering forward, a faintly sweet taste greeting me. I was crestfallen when he pulled away, but my heart was racing, and beat even faster as he spoke softly, huskily, removing his hand from between my legs.

"Are you ready, my dear?"

"Yes… I'm ready…"

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I woke but kept my eyes closed. The cold form beside me told me that it wasn't a dream, and a smile spread across my lips. Four tentacles kept me close to Slenderman. I felt them press against my back, pulling me against him. I was glad. I was more than glad, I was the happiest I had ever been in my life.

"Slender…"

"Oh, so you are awake." He sounded tired, and placed his hand against my cheek. "How are you feeling?"

I took a moment to think about how I would answer. "I know I'm happier than I've ever been, but other than that… I'm not quite sure. Nervous, I suppose, and tired."

He chuckled and brushed a lock of hair out of my face. "I believe all women feel nervous when they are going to have their first child, my dear. We are lucky, though. We do not have to fear either of us dying."

I nodded, scooting closer so I was pressed against him. I wanted to stay close to him for a little longer.

"You make me happy in ways words can't describe, Slenderman, and… I'm so… happy that you're mine, that you're my husband."

"I am glad you feel so strongly, because I believe my long-dead heart has begun beating again with you as my wife."

His tentacles pulled me so we were face-to-face. I smiled, kissing and hugging him. I was going to have his child. It was going to be our child.

I was startled when he sat up, pulling me with him, our lips not parting. His hand slowly combed through my hair, which was frizzy and tangled from our lovemaking. I winced when he encountered a knot, but he was quick to take my brush from the nightstand and break off our kiss, turning me around and brushing my hair for me. I pulled the covers up over myself, seeing the room darken as Darkness formed a humanoid. It seemed startled as it saw us, I noticed Slenderman kept brushing my hair as if nothing had happened.

I… I see you are… busy…

"I need a favor from you, Darkness," he said, not missing a beat.

Oh. What is it?

"Bind our souls," I said, knowing exactly what he was thinking. "Should we ever become separated, we can find the other."

I heard him chuckle, both of us wincing at the same time. Within moments, I felt physically connected to him, and smiled at Darkness.

"I believe that's all we needed you for."

The room promptly became lighter, and I laughed right along with him. I could feel that he had stopped brushing my hair, and turned to look at him.

"Is it normal for those of your kind to have curly hair?"

"Yes, but you'd likely never see another with naturally curly hair. I'm one of the few who loves their hair just the way it is, as troublesome as it might be."

"I believe we have spent enough of the day like this," he said, cupping my cheek. "Go on and get dressed, I will do the same."

I smiled as he teleported behind the closed doors of his closet, mimicking him and going into in my own closet, without teleporting. I looked at myself in the mirror, knowing in just a short time, I would look very different. A slight worry crossed my mind. How long would it take? I tried not to think too much about it, everything would be fine. I quickly got dressed, and stepped out of my closet, carrying my hoodie, knowing Slenderman would be done before me. I began pulling on my hoodie as I stepped out, seeing he was waiting for me.

"Ah, there you are. What is wrong, my dear? You seem worried."

"I'm worried about how long it will take for me to deliver our child. After all, I'm not completely one of my own kind, I'm somewhat between a human and an enderwoman."

"How long does it take for your kind to deliver a child?"

"About nine months."

"It is the same for a human. I believe you will be just fine."

"Oh, good…"

"However, we should be careful. No teleporting."

"I think I can handle that."

I stretched my wings and tail, knowing I would be missing my flexibility in only about four months. Folding my wings, I walked down the steps, everyone glancing up, then dismissing my arrival.

"Hey, everyone."

"You were gone quite a while. How'd the hunt go?"

"Shorter than we would have liked, but it was still a lot of fun."

"Any kills that were different?"

"Nah. Hey, can we watch a comedic horror?"

"Oh, sure."

Soon, we were all laughing at the ridiculous "horror" scenes.

I didn't feel very different as the week progressed, nor did I feel any different the second week, and still, no change by the second month. I wondered where all the symptoms were. It had already been two months, and I wasn't having any odd cravings. I began to worry, absentmindedly brushing a hand over my stomach. I pressed just a bit, and didn't feel anything. I reached out to Slenderman.

Yes, my dear?

Could you… meet me on the balcony? I'm having a bad feeling.

Of course.

I cut the connection and made my way to the balcony, still not teleporting. I had not teleported once since the day we had tried. I felt his presence appear next to me, and noticed there was a new addition to the balcony. I sat down on the bench, looking up at him. He seemed to have just come back from a kill; his mouth was sealed but there was a thin red line across his face.

"Is something wrong?"

I nodded as I reached for his hand and had him sit next to me, taking the other and gently putting it against my stomach. I felt him press ever so lightly, and watched his blank face, waiting.

"It… it isn't there. It's been two months already, and… nothing…"

I looked down, closing my eyes and crying. I felt the hand leave my abdomen and lift my chin, then soft lips press against mine for a brief moment.

"You have nothing to fear, I still love you, no matter what happens. Fate has plans, I am sure It will allow you to bear a child of ours one day."

"That's what worries me. What if it is mine, but you aren't the father?"

"You can always reach me through telepathy, no matter the circumstances. I will be able to find you should you need my help."

I nodded, and leaned into him, hugging him.

"I do believe this means we can go have our massacre."

I sighed. "Maybe later…"

I felt him teleport us to our bedroom, and he laid me in the bed, pulling up the covers over me.

"Rest, my dear. I have noticed you haven't been sleeping."

I sighed, and settled down, nodding as I closed my eyes.

"What!? You can't be serious!"

"I would never lie about something so serious, she's obviously upset about something. Didn't you see her hand stray to her stomach that day? She hasn't been teleporting either. There's something going on."

"I guess Slendy's gone soft if he's so upset," I heard from outside the doors of the bedroom. "Honestly, I never thought I'd see the day. But a kid?"

It sounded like Jeff and Eyeless Jack. What were they doing here? I looked at the clock, realizing it had only been a few hours I had been napping; it would be nighttime now. Frowning, I tried pressing my hand to my stomach again. Nothing, soft as ever. I stood up from the bed and moved closer to the door.

"Well, you know they love each other. Kinda weird for Slendy to not worry, but… does he even want to be a father?"

I bit my lip, he had seemed to want a child, and they were doubting him? It made my anger boil, but I felt his presence appear near them, halting their conversation. I could nearly see the smug look he held. I backed up as the door opened and he stepped in after dismissing them.

"Hi…"

"Hello, Enderbrina. I hope you slept well."

"It was only a few hours, but I feel quite relieved, knowing you were actually worried for me."

"You were asleep for two days, actually."

I felt my face heat up. "O-oh…"

"I am quite glad you are awake, now."

He took my hand, and teleported us to the balcony. The moon shone in its brilliance. I smiled as he sat with me on the bench.

"I was gone while you were asleep."

"Where'd you go?"

"I went to speak with Fate. It said… that we will never be able to have a child."

I saw silver coating my vision, knowing I was beginning to cry. "That… that's not… it can't be true…"

"Regrettably, it is… however, Fate may one day change the plan It has. It told me that if It decides we are to have a child, It will tell me."

I leaned against him, crying silently. Soundless sobs wracked my body. I felt his grip on the back my shirt tighten. I looked up at him, fearful, and saw he had gone completely into his mindless killing mode. I drew away, his grip loosening enough to let me move away some, but soon enough, I was only keeping contact through his hand. He was livid, because of what Fate had said, no doubt. I considered letting go of his hand, but at the thought it tightened around my hand, and I knew he wasn't letting go. His tentacles were waving erratically behind him, and his other hand gently covered my eyes. We teleported, and when he took his hand away, he was standing, so I did too. I looked around, everything was dark. It was as if the entire mansion had been coated thinly in black paint. We were in another dimension, I knew that for sure. Which one, however, I did not know. Slenderman, still holding my hand, pulled me along, we were headed toward the living room. He only let go once we were there, but kept his arm around my shoulders, obviously being careful of his claw-like fingers.

"So, you came back. What is it this time?"

"I have brought someone with me."

"Is that so? Well, who—"

The chair the strange multitude of voices was coming from turned around, revealing… myself? No, it wasn't me. So I asked the me lookalike who they were, quite bluntly.

"I am Fate. You see yourself because no mind can understand me, no matter how advanced the mind may be."

I nodded, now knowing it was Fate in the armchair.

"So you brought your wife. Wonderful. Why?"

"I was created a monster, and she was created the same. She… has shown me a different side of myself. She deserves at least some sort of reward, does she not!?"

I was surprised at Slenderman's anger. I looked back at Fate.

"I believe she has already received plentiful gifts. The honor of being your wife, you have made love to her already. If I were to allow it, you would be able to have a child together."

"Then why can't we," I asked. "I love him, and he loves me."

Fate stared me in the eyes for a moment. Finally, It replied. "Does he, though?"

"Yes! He does! He wouldn't want a child from me for any other reason!"

Fate smiled deviously. "Alright, alright. Yes, he does love you with his revived heart. I thought I killed that the first time he killed. Apparently, it survived, barely."

"For good reason," I said, crossing my arms. "So I could make it beat with love again. He has found love, does he not deserve a reward for that!?"

"Now now, Enderbrina, don't get too excited. You cannot overpower me."

I tilted my head. "I can't?"

"No, only a Creator can, and Zalgo doesn't stand a chance against me."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure," Fate laughed. "I know what you're thinking, it won't work. Your Creator side is far less powerful than Zalgo."

I frowned. "That's not what I was thinking."

It was Fate's turn to be confused. Zalgo appeared next to us, and looked over, surprised to see us here. Fate had likely called him. I could tell at this point Slenderman was concerned. I took his hand, pulling all his attention to me.

"I know what I'm doing. Trust me. Remember, no matter what, you're mine."

I saw his mouth seal, and his tentacles retracted somewhat. I knew his anger had mellowed some. I saw Fate was surprised to see Zalgo's power had risen. I looked up at the demonic being, and telepathically told him what I needed him to do for me.

"That will kill you."

"You can give it back after."

Zalgo glanced at Fate, then looked back at me.

"Go ahead, then."

I nodded, pushing my power the highest it could go, never taking my eyes off Fate. Once I had taken on my second form, I broke down the wall inside me, turning into a Creator. Fate seemed confused, until Zalgo's palm laid on my head and my power was drained in an instant. All of it was gone. The last thing I saw before passing out was Fate's fearful and surprised face. I felt someone catch me, and assumed it was Slenderman before I let death take me.

I felt power trickling into me before my eyes forced themselves open. Everything was still dark, I thought that something was wrong until I saw Slenderman's head looking down at me.

"My dear…"

I don't trust my voice… I don't know how long I was dead for.

"A year."

I breathed out through my nose. How is everyone back home?

"You are home. I kept the lights off in our bedroom while you slept, so waking would not be painful to your eyes."

Hmm… and what did Zalgo do?

"He became what Fate was, Fate is no more."

Are… are we allowed to have offspring?

"Zalgo has happily admitted it, but he never promised anything about it living for long."

I frowned. He knows why Fate was keeping us from being able to have offspring. Did he say anything about that?

"Not much. Besides the fact it will be dangerous, it may very well kill itself."

That is understandable. You have mind control, however. If necessary, you will use it on our child.

He chuckled fondly. "Well, Zalgo, I believe she is better now."

The slow power trickle stopped, and I turned my head to see Zalgo standing at my bedside, his hand on my shoulder.

"All your power is returned. I wish you both the best."

With that, a plume of harmless flame went up and Zalgo was gone. I looked back at Slenderman, a wolfish smile formed by his ripped open mouth. I smiled back and sat up, drinking a glass of mercury, feeling infinitely better. I leaned into his grasp, feeling comforted more than ever by it.

"So," he purred in my ear, his voice husky, "shall we, my dear?"

I giggled. "Yes, please."

"Just a bit more, my love," he encouraged, holding my hand even as my grip was bone-crushing.

He was in his human disguise, something I hadn't seen before. I had a hard time focusing on keeping my own, what with… well, all the pain of giving birth. I was still in pain, but soft wailing soon filled the room as it finally came into the world. I wanted to hold my baby. It was mine, all mine.

"It is our child, my love," he whispered in my ear, as if he had been reading my mind. "Calm down, they must give it some of the customary human medicines first."

The bundle of swaddling cloth was handed to me only minutes later, a nurse congratulating me on a healthy baby girl. I looked down at her to see she had a face, but in all the rush, the nurses had not noticed her glowing white eyes.

"What should we name her," I wondered.

"Gaia."

"Perfect."

I was back to my usual self in no time, knowing when Gaia was hungry, and having heightened senses helped with knowing when she needed to be changed. I woke in the middle of the night and reached the crib just before she started crying. I picked her up, thinking about her name. It meant daughter of chaos, but she was anything but chaos so far. We had named her somewhat after Zalgo, as he was now in Fate's position. I silently thanked him for Gaia, knowing he would hear my thanks. Gaia stared up at me, her skin the same as her father's, but her facial features the same as my own. Purple lips, a simple but nearly gone nose, and white, glowing eyes. I smiled at her, she was beautiful.

"If only parenting was this predictable for humans. Their children would make much better meals."

I giggled softly, seeing Slenderman sit up in our bed. I tickled Gaia's chubby belly, a shrill giggle filling the air. She yawned, growing tired in my arms again, and was soon asleep. Slenderman pulled me back into bed, kissing me and holding me close, until we both fell asleep.

I felt movement during the night, noting Slenderman was just holding Gaia for me. I turned over to face him, seeing his blank face lit up softly by the glow of her eyes. I smiled, but then grew concerned. Her skin had turned a shade darker. I realized it was probably just the fact of my heritage, and sighed, watching as he cradled her, her tiny hand grasping his thin index finger tightly.

She is beautiful, almost as much as you.

Oh, stop. You really need to work on being terrifying or that bear really is going to be the new you, I warned playfully. I paused before continuing. Her skin is changing color, I've noticed.

So she may be a faceless one of your kind. That could be… confusing.

I laughed in our shared thought space. I am sure it will be fine. She is a good baby so far.

He looked back down at her. It is still difficult to believe she came from our love… I am still in shock.

I smiled again, laying down and going back to sleep. I felt him join me soon after, and we all slept peacefully throughout the rest of the night.

"Mommy! Daddy!"

I slowly opened my eyes, seeing the blank face of Slenderman crinkled in slight annoyance. I smiled and used materialization to get dressed, a little four-and-a-half-year old Gaia bouncing around in the hallway. She looked up at me. She was one of my kind with white eyes, missing a visible nose and mouth. She smiled her white smile up at me, and she threw her arms around me as I bent down to hug her.

"Mommy! I grew Daddy's tentacles!"

"You grew tentacles, my little Gaia!? That's wonderful!"

"I did, I did! Look!"

Sure enough, a few black tentacles sprouted from her back and she twirled around, dancing happily.

"Slender, come on. Your daughter needs your attention."

He stumbled out of the room, instantly awake as he saw the tentacles our daughter grew. He swept her up in his arms and told her how proud he was of her. She looked at me from the height of her father's arms.

"Mommy… I'm hungry."

"Alright, we'll have breakfast in a little bit. What would you like today?"

"Eggs, and bacon!"

"Alright. Let's go wait in the living room while Daddy cooks it, okay?"

"I wanna see Sally!"

"I'm sure she'll be there. Come on, let's go."

She bounded along beside me as we walked to the living room, and we sat down. She played with Sally, and I talked with everyone else. They were surprisingly happy about having Gaia around, she seemed to make everyone like her, no matter what antics she got into. Most of the time, it was harmless little pranks, which I playfully scolded her about, but never punished her for them.

All was right in the world, but something felt off. I felt something familiar, oddly familiar, in the clearing. Ignoring it, we went and had breakfast, returning to the living room afterward. I stopped by the mansion doors, looking at them, mid-step even as Gaia and Sally continued past me. That presence… I shook it off, returning to the living room once more. I felt the presence get stronger, and became irritated as I tried to ignore it. Slenderman tried to calm me down, and it worked for a while. About an hour had passed and I just couldn't take it anymore. I got up and marched over to the front doors of the mansion. I pulled them open and stomped outside, but stopped when I saw someone too familiar. So the presence I had been feeling… this was who it belonged to?

His leather jacket's collar flapped in the light breeze that blew; his jeans and gray mining boots remaining unaffected. His darkly tanned skin and defined muscles, his cyan sword that hung at his side. His back was currently to me, but his head jerked up, his wild mop of brown hair moving with him. He turned, his white, glowing eyes meeting mine as a smile lit up his face, the color of his shirt matching his sword. I was utterly shocked. There, standing in front of me, was someone I thought I would never see again.

My brother, Herobrine.

*Gasp! I feel so bad, a cliffhanger on the final chapter of this story! After the cliffhanger on the last chapter of The End's Fighter, too! Well, I guess you know what this means. A sequel! That's right, I wanted to make a trilogy. I had originally wanted this to be just its own story, but then when I began the rewrite of The End's Fighter, I just had to do it. I'm sooo sorry for being such an evil author! But I'll post the first chapter as soon as I post this one! In the meantime, Favorite, Review, and check out my bio! See you in the sequel, named One Last Visit!*