Oh look at this, an update, fancy that~...

I haven't updated in a long time, figured i should... I'm... actually really really sorry for not updating. My parents are currently going through a really bad divorce and shit... and I'm stuck in the middle... BUT HEY. I TURNED 18 ON MAY 15TH!

I uhh... was going to update. but apparently i'm a lazy faggot ^o^;

so yeah. You guys should read Challenged Chronicles i over looked it so much because of the way it was written, but holy fucking hell. it's amazing. jfc.

kay now, go watch while i listen to iNSaNiTY by Miki and Kaito, from Vocaloid :D allmyloveforthem,jesusfuckingchrist

Now, on to the story many of you have become addicted to...

you are... addicted right? *pokes my reviews box* doesn't seem like it Bro...

Chapter Seven: Meet the Pasta's.

I scooted back, farther away from the opening to the tunnel hole, Knight stood faithfully infront of me, softly growling as i moved backwards, small rocks and broken pieces of glass cut into my palms every now and then, causing me to wince and hiss with pain. I tensed as my father shined his flashlight into the hole, examining something in the dirt ground when i noticed it was my good luck charm, which was normally kept in my pocket. it was a small oriental drum-bell, and he jingled it softly.

"I know y-you're down here... You little bitch." he hissed the words as he began to crawl into the small tunnel, he grabbed a broken bottle that was on the ground and began chucking it farther down the tunnel, causing Knight to growl more as we backed up, tears welling up in my eyes as my back touched the cold stone wall, he kept throwing anything he could get his hands on that could possibly hurt me; glass, large clumps of dirt, and even rocks or stones that came off the wall. A broken bottle suddenly hit me in the face, smashing on contact, dazing me as i cried out in pain, the glass leaving a jagged cut on my cheek. Hot tears stung the new cut as they crawled down my cheeks, racing for the dirt below me.

"You shouldn't of done that." an voice echoed among the stone walls of the tunnel, causing my father to pause as he looked for the source of the noise.

"Who the fucks there!" he growled loudly at the blackness of the tunnel, he gained no response and he began to venture forward again before he was suddenly yanked backwards, his flashlight shining right on Knight and I, but in his point of view, it wasn't Knight... It was a large Husky dog who's mouth stretched far beyond the normal limits for an animal of any kind, eyes wide, red, and crazed as the dog growled out, to which only my father was able to understand.

Spread the word...

He screamed.

And it was deafening.

He screamed more and crawled quickly out of the tunnel, pure unbridled fear etched into his features, no doubt his hands scraped on pieces of glass and rock as he left the Tunnel. after that, Knight turned to me, looking normal as he licked my face, causing me to smile softly, still frightened that my father would come back. I hugged Knight and we slowly made our way out of the tunnel, i never noticed the flicker of red in the canine's eyes as he glanced down to the droplets of my fathers ruby life-blood. It didn't take too long to exit the tunnel, small droplets of blood on my knees from pieces of glass and debris that ripped through my jeans. With a hand entangled in Knight's fur i felt safe, protected, as if someone, or something, was watching over me. I turned slightly and my foot touched something, leaning down I saw it was an old Nintendo game, I picked it up and cradled it in my hands, reading the word written in sharpie on the back i slowly pronounced it.

"Ma... jora?" it clicked in my head that this must be that Zelda game, I wondered what a NES cartridge would be doing this far out into the woods. I only shrugged and looked to Knight. "We can't head home for awhile... where should we go...?" the dog simply nodded and began to lead the way, I didn't question the canine as i followed obediently, the NES cartridge in my hands, the cartridge felt warm in my palms, but that could of been my nervousness.

Knight led the way for about an hour, to at that point i was yawning, it was dark in the forest and i was so tried. I knew i wouldn't need food for awhile, since i had eaten earlier. I shuddered, but didn't feel sick, remembering what i did to the boy who had helped me, he had nerve though; punching me. a grin crept upon my face as i thought about the adrenaline that pumped through my veins when he did that. I noticed Knight had stopped walking and I looked at him; he no longer looked like the friendly German Shepard i knew and loved. He looked dark and menacing, larger and... even a different breed, if that was even possible. I felt fear flash through me as i stepped closer to the dog.

"Knight?"

"His name is Smile..." I turned to look for the source of the sound and my eyes widened seeing my old friend.

"Slenderman!" i cried out in excitement. The tall entity bowed, an invisible smile gracing his lips before he looked at Knight- erm... Smile.

"You've been watching over her?" he asked and the canine nodded. "Thank you. I've been... unable to at the current time." he looked back to me and held out his hand. "Hand me the cartridge, You should thank Ben when you thank Smile for saving you."

"Ben?" I questioned with a head tilt. He nodded and i placed the cartridge in his hand, which he looked to Kni-Smile, i mean.

"Do you have the water?" the dog nodded and padded off into the bushes before coming back with a large bucket of water, the handle held in his jaws before he placed it down by the Suited being; which he just carelessly dropped the cartridge into the bucket. "Come along, Ben."

I gasped in panic seeing him drop the cartridge and quickly rushed forward. "You'll ruin i-" i was cut off as i ran into someone, i looked up to see someone who was a bit taller than me, he looked like the boy in the Zelda games, Link. I felt a blush creep onto my face realizing how close i was to him and I backed up from him, to which he only grabbed my wrists.

"Mm, you shouldn't of done that..." he only grinned before letting go. "I'm Ben, I was the voice that creeped your... father out." he spit out the words, a dark look crossing his face as his mind traveled into his past. Seeing this i quickly spoke.

"A-ah! Thank you, Ben... I'm Nicole."

"I know, Slenderman told us. He told a few of us about you, the rest of us you'll have to be careful of."

"Us...?"

We're being's that people have come to call 'Creepy Pastas' instead of monsters.

I looked towards Smile and nodded a bit. "Couldn't they think of a better name?"

"They're human's. Half believe we don't exist." My slender friend spoke before Smile could respond, causing the large canine to growl and huff a bit.

"So... Who else is a... Creepy Pasta?"

"Well, there's me, the most famous one~..." a voice i hadn't heard before spoke as someone stepped out of the shadows. "I'm surprised Slendy here hasn't told you about me, I'm Jeff." he removed his hood, showing his black hair, ashen white face, lidless eyes and his Glasgow smile. "Jeff the Killer."