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 Three: Rain
It was dark and raining today. Usually Lucas disliked rainy days, but today was different. Claus was still cooped up in their room on strict bed rest from their mother and Lucas was spending the day indoors. He wished it wasn't raining; that way, he could go outside and play with his friend. But instead, he was forced to stay indoors by his mother who didn't want him getting sick like his brother.
What to do, he wondered to himself. Playing board games was impossible with only one person, and both his parents were much too busy to stop and play with him. He wasn't in the mood to read and besides, he had read most of the books they owned.
Sighing to himself, Lucas tried to think of something to occupy his time. He decided to look through both his and his brother's toys in hope that something would cure his boredom. While pushing around the toys and games, Lucas let out a small gasp of surprise.
Crayons! And not just crayons either, it was the super jumbo pack with the crayon sharpener in the back. How could Lucas have forgotten all about this birthday gift that his parents had gotten Claus and him.
Opening it up, the blonde boy smiled seeing that most of the crayons were in there and mostly untouched. Quickly, the young boy scurried around looking for spare paper he could find. He finally found a barely used drawling book. Lucas could tell by the deformed creatures on the pages that Claus had used it last before throwing it to the side. His brother wasn't a very good artist.
Ripping those pages out, the blond haired boy nodded to himself; now it was new. He took a black crayon to the page and stopped before he touched the paper. What should he draw? Should he draw his family? His brother? His mother? His father and even Boney? He was sure if he did something like that his mother would coo as usual and tell him how good it was and then post it on the refrigerator like all the other times he had done just that.
For some reason, it left Lucas feeling empty. He didn't want to draw his family; he wanted to draw…It.
A wide grin crossed the young boy's face as he thought of his new friend. He had never felt so at ease with someone before, except his own brother. He could be himself and talk about whatever and do whatever because it would watch over him and protect him. Sometimes though, Lucas would feel a strange feeling. It was deep inside him and it sometimes would arise at weird times and he had the urge to run away. Before he could even wonder why he should run away, the feeling was gone and in its place was a warm feeling. Lucas loved that warm feeling and it made him very happy and peaceful. Sometimes though, during that warm feeling time would pass much faster than he expected.
Lucas would close his eyes, and then all of the sudden an hour or so has past and he doesn't remember what happened. It happened quite a bit the other day, now that Lucas thought about it. He wondered why, but he couldn't understand why. He quit trying to think about it after a while though, because it began to hurt his head trying to think about it. He let go of those strange thoughts and promptly forgot about it. He was soon too wound up in his drawling and lost track of time.
When Hinawa came to call Lucas for dinner, her son had been at it for many hours. There were many drawings all spread out around him as he laid on the ground of the spare bedroom floor working hard on the picture. Her voice stopped in her throat as she looked in amazement at all the pictures. Some were just strange scribbles with some kind of figure in it but it was impossible to tell for sure as the scribble was black.
There were many pictures of trees. Very, very tall trees. There weren't many other pictures that weren't like that, so the mother went and looked over her son's shoulder to see what he was drawling at the moment. It was a picture of the forest again, but this time Lucas was in it holding hands with…Was that Leder? It had to be, but he didn't have hair or even a face!
Hinawa giggled slightly. She remembered that when she was a child she often thought Leder was tall as a mountain too.
"Lucas, sweetie, it's time for you to get ready for dinner." Her voice sang softly as she touched her son's shoulder.
Lucas flinched at the sudden contact and turned around quickly. He relaxed seeing his mother and gave her a small smile.
"Hi mama."
Hinawa giggled again and held a hand out to Lucas to help him up. Her son giggled along with her and held her hand tightly as she lead him out of the spare room and towards the bathroom for him to clean up.
In the weeks to come, that would be the last time Hinawa would ever see him smile or giggle so true to himself.
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It was very late; at least, that's what Alle thought at least. She wasn't sure why she had woken up so late but she got up anyway to head downstairs and get a glass of water. The white haired girl walked sleepily through her room, mindful of the toys of course, and headed for the stairs.
There was a knock on the window.
Alle froze, her young mind jumping to many horrible possibilities. What if there were monsters out there? What could even reach her second story window though? Would it be like a vampire that Claus had told her about once? Or would it be something even worse?
The knocking continued.
Steeling herself as much as possible, Alle pulled back the window's curtain with a shaking hand.
First thing she saw was a suit and a blood red tie. It took her a moment to realize but when she did the fear was gone in a matter of seconds. It was Leder standing at her window. Alle smiled lightly but was confused as to why the tall man was here so late. Opening her window, the young girl began to speak to Leder.
"Mr. Leder, what are you doing up so late? Why are you even here?"
Silence. Leder said nothing, but Alle wasn't surprised. After all, Leder never spoke. Why would anyone be up this late she wondered to herself. Shouldn't Leder be asleep in bed; after all, even adults needed sleep. She was surprised once again though when the man held an hand out to her.
"What? You want me come with you? But it's so late and I'm in my nighty!" She flushed lightly as she realized she had shouted. She had to be quiet or else her parents would wake up and she would get in trouble.
Suddenly a realization came to the fair haired child. She was up late, and she could have the chance to play outside late-something no other kid in Tazmily had ever dared to do. They would think she was cool and maybe even Claus would let her play with him. Alle blushed lightly as she thought of the boy she admired.
"O-okay! I'll come; just let me get my slippers on."
She quickly went to get her slippers and make sure her parents were asleep and in a quick moment of genius thought, she stuffed an extra pillow under her blanket and made it seem as if she was asleep in her bed. She grinned at her smart idea and quickly ran back to the window.
Leder was still waiting, his arm held out to her and his face hidden in the darkness. She held her arms out to him and he picked her up with both hands by her waist. She shivered. His hands were ice cold through her thin night gown, along with the temperature. She grabbed his suit with her small hands and pulled herself closer to him, curling into his chest.
Alle was cold, and the arms wrapped around her didn't make her any warmer but she ignored it for now. She looked all around, taking in the sight of her town from such a different height. It was amazing. Soon though, Leder was out of the town and past the bell tower. She wondered where they would be heading to play and it wasn't until she saw the forest that she began to feel a little uneasy. Why would Leder take her to the forest? She wasn't allowed in there by herself most of the time anyway. Her father always told her that there were some wild animals in there that would hurt her and to stay away.
Well, she thought to herself, she wasn't alone now. She had Leder with her after all. Alle smiled as they reached the opening of the forest and smiled up at Leder.
Her smile disappeared.
His face. His face wasn't Leder's face. He didn't have a face. It. It. It wasn't even human. It moved its face from looking at the forest to looking down at her. A feeling filled Alle that she was so strange; something she had never felt.
Pure fear.
She struggled but the creature had her wrapped in its arms tightly. She did everything she was supposed to. She screamed, she hit, she kicked but that did nothing to stop the creature. It simply walked deeper into the woods where her voice became muffled.
Soon enough, she stopped screaming.
TBC…
Inumaru12: Okay guys, from here on, things are gonna get dark. Very dark. If a child's death/murder isn't enough to convince you that this is gonna be dark then, well, keep reading if you want proof. But, if you're sticking with me and gonna read till the very end I thank you from the bottom of my heart! Hope you all will enjoy this piece of mine~
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ALSO, Happy holidays everyone! :D
