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 Four: Death
It was early in the morning when Nan awoke. She yawned and stretched as she got out of bed. As the sands of sleep began to leave her, the blond haired woman looked around. Her husband was already awake and from the lump from her daughter's bed, Alle was having a bit of a lie in. Nan smiled and decided to let her daughter sleep in for a while.
The mother quickly got dressed and started to do her daily chores, never noticing that the lump under the covers were too still to be natural.
XxXxXxXx
Fuel was walking through the woods towards town. He had to go pick up some things for his dad, plus he wanted to see how Claus was doing. His friend had been sick for a couple days now and he hadn't seen Lucas at all since then. The young brunette assumed that Lucas was staying at home, waiting for his brother to get better.
It must be nice, Fuel thought to himself, to have a brother to watch out for you, care for you, and play with all the time. The brunette wished he had one himself, but shook his head out of those thoughts. While it would be nice, he was happy with the little family he had with his father.
Drip.
The young boy blinked. What was the noise? It sounded almost like raindrops but that couldn't be true. It was a beautiful and sunny day; not a cloud in the sky. Shrugging, Fuel carried on without a care in the world.
Drip. Drip. Drip.
Something wet his Fuel's head, and then another two drops hit his forehead and ran down his face. Blinking, he raised a hand to wipe away whatever it was. Pulling his hand back, his eyes widened with surprise as he saw a red smear on his hand. Was that blood? With wide eyes, Fuel looked up towards the source of the dripping.
Fuel didn't understand what he was seeing. His mind was so innocent, so young. He had never experienced death before so he wasn't sure how comprehend what was in front of him. It looked like a person, but that couldn't be. A person couldn't be that high in a tree could they? Not even Claus could climb that high, and he was the best climber Fuel knew!
But a person was up there and they weren't moving.
"Hey!" Fuel yelled to the figure. There was no answer.
"HEY!" He yelled again, putting his hands around his mouth to amplify his voice.
Not sure what to do, Fuel contemplated if he should just walk away and pretend not to see them when the wind began to blow. The trees bended to the wind's will; along with the one Fuel was standing in front of. The swaying of the trees caused the figure in the tree to shift, and then finally fall.
The young boy happened to look up and seeing the person falling right towards him and scrambled out of the way. Putting his arms over his head for protection, Fuel only opened his eyes when he heard a sickening crunch. His heart was beating rapidly from his almost possible death and it didn't stop when he looked towards where the crash had been.
There on the forest floor was the person who had been in the tree laying face down. All around them was splatters of blood, so much blood, and Fuel felt a panic and fear overtake him.
"Oh no. Oh no, oh no. Ohnonononono!"
Fuel's breathing became labored and his hands shook. He crawled over to body, hoping they weren't dead from the fall. Grabbing the person's shoulders, realizing briefly that they looked very familiar, and turned them around onto their back.
The body slipped from his fingers as he stared. There was blood alright, but it had to have been there even before the fall. The body, a girl Fuel could barely recognized because of the mutilation done to her. Her eyes were completely gone, leaving two gaping bloody holes. The girl's mouth was open in an unfinished scream with blood staining the lips. Her once pure as snow hair was tainted with red and dirt, making it matted. The clothes were soaked with blood which was still wet and torn and the girl's chest and stomach looked like it had been ripped open and her insides pulled out.
The horror and fear filled him completely, fogging his mind from all rational thought. He stood up on shaking legs and tried to run but couldn't as his stomach forced his breakfast up. After giving all there was to give, he once again tried to run and this time his legs stayed steady enough. He had to get home. He had to get back to his dad. His dad would make things right.
Oblivious to everything but his fear, Fuel ran. If he had been paying attention, he would've seen a shadow of a rather tall figure watching and the small chuckle that came from it.
The game of cat and mouse had begun.
XxXxXxXx
Claus was happy. After days of being sick, he was finally able to leave his stuffy room and go outside. Claus had always been the more active of the twins, so being forced to stay inside all day was torture. To make it even worse, Lucas had hardly visited him! The red haired boy was miffed about that and was going to let the blond know it…but he promptly forgot about it when Hinawa served him his first omelet in days. It was pure bliss and he made noises of happiness to show it.
Flint chuckled, ruffling his son's hair before sitting in his own chair.
"I'm sure you're happy to be up and about, huh Claus?" Flint remarked, kissing his wife on the cheek as she placed an omelet on his plate.
"Yeah! I'm going to go out and play all day long!" The child exclaimed, throwing his arms in the air and grinning like a fool.
"Well, make sure you take care of yourself though." Hinawa chimed in, "It wouldn't do for you to get even worse just as you got better."
"Yeah, I'll be fine mom. Besides, I'm sure Lucas will nag me if he thinks I'm overdoing it." Claus' grin faded as he realized something.
"Hey, where is Lucas?"
Hinawa sighed lightly. "I'm sure he's probably sleeping in again. I'll go wake him up."
Putting her spatula down, she headed for the spare room just as there was rapid knocking on the front door. Flint got up, curious as to why someone would be knocking like that early in the morning. Opening the door, Flint found Thomas looking worse for wear. He was pale and panting.
"Flint, you're home! That's great! Something terrible has happened. There-" Thomas cut himself off though, seeing Claus looking curiously out the door from his position at the table.
"Uh, maybe this is best to talk about outside."
Flint turned his head slightly and saw his son listening in unashamed and nodded back to Thomas. Walking out side and closing the door tightly behind him, the two took a few paces away from the door before speaking.
"What is this about Thomas?" Flint asked, his voice with a low undercurrent of concern.
"Flint…Something horrible has happened. A body of a child was found in the forest today completely mutilated."
"What!" Flint gasped in shock and horror.
"We...We think it may be Alle but we can't tell for sure."
"Can't…Can't tell for sure?" The cowboy like man mumbled, still trying to come to terms to what this meant. To what had actually happened.
"H-Her body was very mutilated." Was all Thomas said.
Feeling weak, Flint clutched the side of the house as leverage.
"How, what, who-? D-do Nan and Ed know?"
A guilty look crossed the dark haired man's face and Flint let out a shocked gasp mixed with a laugh. "You haven't?"
"We've been trying to hold it off. We didn't want to cause an panic and, well…Just because it doesn't seem real."
Flint could understand this logic, even if he didn't agree with it. If God forbid, one of his kids were murdered, he'd want to know so he could find the bastard that killed them and repay them for their sins. A shiver ran up Flint's spine from that thought and the man couldn't shake it.
"Who else knows?" He asked, trying to ignore the horrible feeling.
Thomas sighed. "You, me, the mayor, Lighter and Fuel."
"Fuel?" Flint exclaimed, startled.
"Yes. He…He was actually the one who found the body."
"Oh God, that poor boy." A horrible pity and pain for the boy that was his brother, in all but blood, son.
"Yeah, he told his father everything but he hasn't spoken since then. But the really strange thing though is that even though the body-"
"Alle." Flint said firmly. He refused to unattached himself to the girl-or her body.
"Alle, sorry, was that he said that her body was in the tree before it feel. The question is, how did it get up there?"
Just as Flint was about to ask another question, the front door of the house suddenly opened. Hinawa came out, looking around for Flint.
"Flint! It's Lucas! I can't find Lucas!"
The man felt fear and dread overtake him.
TBC
Inumaru12: Hey guys! Sorry about the long wait! I've been ultra busy with school and work and whenever I had free time to write I just wasn't in the mood. Hopefully though I can have the next couple of chapters up sooner than later. :)
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