No Tyron, STOP, you are ruining this family; you're just doing this because the milk is white. I thank my first reader I don't know your user name all I know is that you are from China, thank you so much. I think Slendy may seem a bit uptight in this chapter. Do you need a massage Slendy or maybe a nice relaxing vacation to Hawaii?
As Hoodie and Masky docked the canoe I stood on shore beside Ticci-Toby. He didn't say anything to me; he just watched Hoodie and Masky work and would twitch every few now and then. His silence wasn't like Hoodie's shy friendly silence; Toby's silence was a cruel one. He made it clear that I wasn't welcome and that he didn't like me. What was his problem, what did I ever do to make him hate me? Whatever, it doesn't matter to me if Toby likes me or not.
Once Masky and Hoodie finished tying the canoe to the dock they led me down a path surrounded by trees. There were mostly pine trees and a few maple trees but instead of smelling like pine needles the path had the refreshing fragrance of damp fallen leaves. The path was made of dirt and natural objects, sometimes I had to step over tree roots in order to avoid tripping. After a while we went walked off the trail and into a valley, in the valley there was a steep slope, on top of the slope sat a big wooden house with two floors.
"That's where we live!" Masky whooped happily.
That's where Treeman lives, why would he need a house so big? Back at Grandma's all we lived in was a small stone cottage with exactly four rooms, a bathroom, two bedrooms and a kitchen. Toby opened the door and walked right in, I followed Masky in and Hoodie closed the door behind us. I don't know what I was expecting but I know I wasn't expecting there to be other people. Silently I watched Treeman yell at a strange pale man with hair as black as a raven's wing, scars on his face that made it seem as if he was smiling and no eyelids wearing a white sweatshirt and a pair of ripped up jeans with a vacuum cleaner by his side.
"I leave Jack in charge but even then you manage to messy up the house. I just don't-"Treeman was yelling.
"Yo, Slendy man they're back!" A boy with shoulder length blond hair wearing a green tunic shouted. He was laying down on a maroon colored couch, I could see his eyes they were inhuman, they were pitch black with glowing red pupils.
"Hi." The boy grinned.
"Ben, Jeff go get the others." Treeman barked.
Once the two peculiar boys left the room Treeman strode towards me.
"So Amity Stone do you believe that you understand enough now?" He asked.
"I th-think I have got the basics d-down. I am n-now your proxy so I work for you and along with being a proxy I am n-now known as a Creepypasta, right?" I replied.
Treeman nodded. "Is there anything you'd like to know in particular?"
"Actually, y-yes there is. I was informed th-that this place is another realm, h-how is that possible?"
"There are three dimensions child, your Earth, the Nightmare Realm and the Purelight Reality. We are all connected and cannot survive without each other, those from the Purelight Reality create good dreams and luck while those from the Nightmare Realms are the monsters that hide underneath beds and in closets, humans that reside on Earth are our targets we scare or give them good thoughts. If one dimension was to be eradicated then the order of life and balance as we know it would spin out of control and every living creature would die." Treeman explained.
"I-I understand, th-thank you sir."
"Very will I shall leave you to meet the others that reside within my home, Twisted Kit will help you get settled in." He told me. "And Amity you may call me Slenderman."
Without another word Slenderman just disappeared. Masky, Hoodie and I sat on the couch while Toby left the room. Soon more people came in and either found places to sit or stand.
"Now you have to meet my family, good luck." Masky whispered in my ear.
Family?
A tall man with stylish light brown hair wearing a dark blue mask stood up and asked me my name.
"Her names Amity, just get on with it Jack." Masky replied.
"Well then, I Eyeless Jack happily and warmly welcome you to our family Amity. I sure hope that for your sake that you don't enjoy sanity because while you're living with us they will drive you into insanity."
I was speechless, this was sudden. A family. Being a proxy is okay I can still stay away from people but a family, a family is a group of people that love and know each other, they have close bonds tying them together. I don't want to be tied to anyone ever again, I'll just get hurt.
"Where's the volume button?" The boy in the tunic joked.
"Apparently we have another Hoodie." The man with no eyelids said.
"Jeff, Ben be nice." A girl with long red hair and a light green eye ordered.
"Yes, Clockwork." They both replied as they rolled their eyes.
"Yeah I should mention that she just learned what Creepypasta is today." Masky said as he stood up stretched. "You coming Hoodie, I'm getting some grub."
Hoodie jumped of the couch and bounded after Masky into the kitchen. At the thought of food my stomach rumbled, I could really go for a sandwich right now. Suddenly the man with no eye lids and black hair got really close to my face, his icy blue eyes stared into my gray eyes and I froze in fear.
"So do you know who I am?" He asked seductively.
"No!" I squeaked.
"Ever heard of the phrase go to sleep?"
"No!"
"Well I'm Jeff the Killer and I'm going to-"
"Jeff get away from the poor girl's face; I'm Clockwork by the way." The red haired girl smiled. "Toby and I live nearby."
"My name is Eyeless Jack, call me Jack." The man with the blue mask waved.
"Twisted Kit, T.K or just plain Kit." A tall girl with short spiky orangish hair and bluish green eyes wearing a dark royal purple sweatshirt with ripped up sleeves and bandages wrapped around her arms said.
"I'm Ben Drowned!" The boy in the tunic smiled.
Jeff the Killer, Clockwork, Eyeless Jack, Twisted Kit and Ben Drowned. Who are of these people? Masky never told me about them; what do they do, do they work for Slenderman as well? My stomach growled, stop asking yourself questions Amity and find yourself food before your stomach starts eating your insides! My stomach growled loudly and this time everyone heard it.
"When's the last time you ate?" Jack asked me suddenly very serious.
"Th-three days ago." I replied, oh what I'd do for a sandwich right now.
"So she speaks!" Gasped Ben
"But she stutters, are you thinking what I'm thinking Ben?" Jeff asked.
"She was meant for the hood?" Ben asked.
"Yep." Jeff nodded and grinned.
"Ignore those two they're just trying to be funny. Here let's get you something to eat." Eyeless Jack offered.
"Ummm thanks." I whispered dumbfounded. Already these people were becoming too much for me. They were laughing, smiling and joking it created such an eccentric and friendly buzz of energy. I don't want to be a part of this; if I get to close to them I'll just get hurt. Why are they even being kind to me? They just met em and I barely know them.
"I'll come with you Jack." Twisted Kit said as she ran over to his side.
Kit is taller than me but then again most people are, the back of her head is shaved and she wore brown cargo pants. She seemed to carry a certain air round her that said 'Piss me off and I will fuck you up'
Twisted Kit is my own Creepypasta. BTW I do not own any of these Characters except for Twisted Kit, Amity and Cassidy.