Title: Don't Fear The Reaper
Genre: Horror/Supernatural
Rating: M
Pairings: None
Warnings: Horror/Supernatural stuff, Gore, Pyscho/crazy-ness, OOC-ness (but will be explainable)
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Mother 3 or the idea/existence of Slender man.
Summery: Lucas, alone in the woods, makes a strange friend. He plays games with him and feels peaceful in general. Everywhere Lucas goes; his friend is there to watch over him. But soon enough, things start to go for the worse. Children disappear, only to found dead in impossible ways and Lucas seems to be changing in a disturbing fashion. What is this dark figure that has made the Sunshine Forest his home and can anyone stop him?
Don't Fear The Reaper
Chapter Two: Strange
Hinawa was in the kitchen, humming to herself as she prepared dinner. It was getting late and the sun was beginning to set. As she set the plates and dining wear down at the table her husband, Flint, walked into the house. He put his coat on the rack along with his hat and walked over to her and kissed her on the cheek.
The woman gave a pleased hum and kissed him right back. The rugged man's lips twitched into a smile.
"How's Claus?" He asked.
"He's still a little sick, but I think he'll get better soon though. His fever just broke so he should be better by tomorrow but I think I'll keep him in a little longer to make sure. I don't want him to lose it just for it to come right back." Hinawa cooed at the thought of what was sure of what the look on her son's face going to be like when he realized he had to stay in the house an day extra.
Flint chuckled softly and began to look around, his small smile fading.
"Where's Lucas?"
Now both parents were frowning. Flint pursed his lips and looked towards the door. This was the second time Lucas had come home late. The other night had been a terrible scare for both Flint and Hinawa. The sun had set and the time that Lucas would've usually been home by had long past. Just as the father had been ready to go out and look for his son, said boy was actually at the door.
They had been relieved but understandably upset. They had tried to keep their cool and teach their youngest son about how dangerous it was to stay out after dark and how to come home at his curfew. But Lucas had been…strange to put it mildly. He seemed unresponsive except for the automatic answers he gave and he had stared blankly at them. They had been very concerned that maybe something strange had happed to him when Lucas gave a big yawn.
The mother and father relaxed slightly. Maybe this was why he had been out so late and was so unresponsive? Lucas was tired from playing all day perhaps? Flint carried the boy to the spare bedroom and was shocked at how cold his son was. Maybe he was getting sick too; or maybe it was from being outside at night? Flint wasn't sure of either, but he and Hinawa tucked him and rubbed his arms slightly to warm him up. They kissed him goodnight and watched as he fell asleep quickly in front of them. The next morning, this morning in fact, Lucas had seemed fine. He ate his breakfast and was quickly out the door to go play, surprising Hinawa and Flint.
Now it was late again and their son wasn't back again. It made Flint worried and angry at the same time. Didn't they just talk to Lucas about this? But before the two parents could do anything, the door opened and the son they had just been talking about walked in.
"Lucas!" Hinawa and Flint quickly made their way over to their son, looking him over.
"Hi mom, hi dad. What's for dinner?" Lucas asked, quite oblivious the worry he had caused.
"Why are you so late? It is nearly dark and we asked you last night to not stay out so late." A bit of anger seeped into Hinawa's voice, but it was understandable.
Lucas looked surprised, then confused.
"What? It's that late? Oh…I'm sorry. I lost track of playing I guess. Time seemed to fly by."
Their youngest son's nonchalant reply made the parents pause in slight shock. They would expect a reply like that from Claus, not the responsible Lucas. The child didn't even seem truly apologetic.
Hinawa huffed and put her fists on her hips.
"We were very worried Lucas, especially after last night. I'm afraid I'm going to have to punish you. That means no desert tonight." She said, hoping that would get through to the boy.
Instead he just blinked and then nodded in compliance.
"Okay, I understand. I'll go wash up for dinner."
With that, the boy was gone from their sight once again. Hinawa's scowl loosened but she still frowned. Flint put his arm around her and rubbed her arm in comfort before leaning over and kissing her cheek softly.
"We'll talk about it later." He said softly, still just as surprised as she was.
Hinawa hesitated but nodded and turned back to cooking when she heard the bathroom door open.
The rest of that night's dinner was in an unusual silence. Lucas seemed to be hurrying through his food, although he was usually one that took his time and savored it. Once he was done he picked up his plate and walked to the sink to quickly wash it. Once it was clean and set to dry, Lucas turned back to his mother and nodded.
"Thank you for the meal, it was very good."
Before Hinawa could even get a word in, Lucas turned and headed straight for the guest bedroom he was staying. Neither parent said anything; both unsure what to say. They had never gotten any treatment from either of their children like this before. How were they supposed to react? Yell, demand respect, ask why they are acting this way, or just let it continue? If anything, they expected not have to deal with this kind of aloofness until their teen years.
Flint took Hinawa's hand and the woman closed her eyes in contemplation.
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It was later that night when the moon had risen far into the sky and the two adults were alone in their room tucked in their own bed.
"It's just not like Lucas though." Hinawa said not for the first time that night. Her head was on Flint's chest as his arm was wrapped around her waist in a comforting manner.
"I know dear." Flint said patiently. "It is strange that Lucas is acting like this, but perhaps it's just because Claus isn't there. I'm sure that when Claus is better and the two are out playing together again he will be back to normal. You know how often those boys are together. They are basically each other's half."
The woman gave a wry smile to herself as she thought of how the other town's women would be shocked at how much Flint spoke, but only with her. He always knew the right things to say too, Hinawa smiled. She leaned her head back and kissed him soundly on the lips.
"I'm sure you're right." She admitted. "Lucas will probably be back to his normal self when Claus gets better. Hopefully they both get well soon."
Flint hummed and kissed the top of his wife's head and soon he felt her breathing even out and fall into a peaceful sleep. Even though he wished to join her, Flint couldn't feel the sands of sleep guide him to dreamland. He felt uneasy. Even though he had convinced his wife that everything would be alright, he had felt a wave of absolute wrongness after he had said those words to her.
He swallowed back the sick feeling that was beginning to gather in his throat and forced himself to close his eyes and try to sleep. When he finally did fall asleep, he was plagued with nightmares. Terrors of Lucas disappearing and of something chasing Flint through the forest filled the man with such a primal and panicked sense of fear that he had never felt before.
By the time he woke up the next morning though, the dream quickly faded from his mind. All that was left behind was a horrible sense of foreboding.
TBC…
Inumaru12: Hey guys! Yes, I know this chapter is slow/boring but it's necessary. Next chapter is going to be a little slow but the end is going to be very important. The end of the third chapter and the beginning of the fourth is going to start the rising action. Hopefully you all stick with me until then (and after). Hopefully I can make it scary too. :) Please review and tell me what you think!
