How's it going bros and bras? My name is...VioletDemon! I am back once again to write the next chapter of Slenderman Encounter! So in the last episode, Alicia, Shizuo, and Izaya faced against the Proxies and of course defeated them. Alicia finds an exit and while trying to get out, she encounters a strange looking monster that tries to attach itself on her leg. She quickly escapes from its clutches and prevents the monster from escaping the hole. So what happens now, my dear fanfiction readers/writers? Why this chapter of course! This will probably be a filler chapter or something, I have no idea.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Durarara cast or the mythical creature, Slenderman. I only own my awesome OC, Alicia Walker.

Chapter Fifteen: Who's the Leader, Sleepy Masaomi, and There Might Be a Way!

"Come on Ali-chan, why won't you tell me?"

"Because I don't want to! Now seriously, just drop it!"

I heard Dotachin sigh behind me as we strolled through Aokigahara. My phone died on me awhile back, but what difference does it make when there's no goddamn signal and my camera is running on its last battery. I haven't really recorded anything because I was too wrapped up in trying to escape the clutches of death. I decided to take a shot of of Shizuo as he dragged Kida along; no literally, he was dragging the kid by the leg.

"Why don't you just carry him Shizuo?" I questioned.

"Because his breath smells like shit and the cold weather doesn't help with that," he replied, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

I bared my teeth and made hand gestures, looking like I wanted to choke him, behind his back. Izaya saw this and chuckled. "My my my, you have such a temper, Ali-chan~"

I would agree with him, but I hate admitting when he's right. I guess it's one of the many flaws that I have as a person and won't do nothing to change it. I pressed 'Stop' on my camera and put it away. My aunt told me that if you have nothing good to say, then don't say anything at all. So, I decided to ignore Izaya for the time being and hummed 'Knives and Pens' by Black Veil Brides.

It seemed to be working so far. "Are you ignoring me?"

I hummed a bit more, as if I didn't hear him, and then stopped when he tapped my shoulder. I looked at him and asked, "What happened?"

"I asked 'Are you ignoring me?'"

I placed a hand over my heart and stared at him, appalled. "No Izaya! Why would I ever do that?"

"Cause usually when I piss you off, you start humming."

I shook my head and pushed my hands into my pocket. "Dude, that's not the case. I'm only doing that because music helps me when I'm scared."

"So are you scared?"

"That Slenderman might come after us next and kill us? It's a possibility, so hell yeah."

"But couldn't you do a different song?" Kyohei questioned, joining in the conversation. "That one is depressing."

I crossed my arms. "How would you know if you don't listen to any of Black Veil Brides' songs?"

He sighed and rolled his eyes before focusing his attention back to the front.

"So what's the plan now?" Izaya questioned. "Basically everyone's dead and Kida is still knocked out. So, should we leave or keep finding clues?"

I felt all eyes on me and pointed to myself. "Wait, I'm the leader?"

"Well duh, you've been the only person giving out orders," Shizuo reminded. "So I think it would make sense for you to be it."

"Oh...but wait, nobody voted, so maybe we should do that. All those who don't want me leader, raise their hand."

At first, nobody did, then Izaya raised his. I raised an eyebrow and asked, "Okay, what's your reasoning behind it?"

He strutted around and rubbed his chin, looking straight at me as he spoke. "I believe that your emotions will get in the way of our survival." His stare intensified as he noticed the small frown that plastered my face. "And because of those emotions, you use violence and since when has violence helped anybody? It probably didn't help you during high school, now did it?"

This was one of the times where I wish I didn't have such a horrible temper. Luckily, all I did was get in his face and stare into his eyes. Good thing we were the same height or I wouldn't have looked as intimidating. "Listen here, motherfucker. I don't see you giving out any orders, only just you being your normal jackass self. Unless you want to lead this small group and get us out of here alive, then go ahead and be my guest."

We had a staring competition and I felt a stinging sensation on my cheek. I pressed two fingers against it and felt something wet. I realized it was blood and looked down to see that Izaya had his famous switchblade in his hand. I heard Shizuo growl and I was ready to fight when Kyohei stepped in between all three of us, still holding onto his bleeding abdomen.

"Alright alright, break it up you two!" I was still gazing at the flea even as Kyohei spoke. "If you two have forgotten, we are being chased by something called Slenderman and we have to get out of here. Also, I might be bleeding to death!"

I narrowed my eyes, practically daring him to say anything. His smirk never leaving him; he shrugged, and walked away. I balled my fists; I'm starting to find the reason why I even became friends with that asshole. I know Shizuo told me to stay away from this guy, but the way he worded it, Izaya would'v found out about me sooner or later. Besides, I was known for being rebel, so of course I didn't take Shizuo's words into account. But thinking back on it, maybe I should've actually put my stupid ego aside and actually listen for once.

Maybe it was because of the way Shizuo told me not to encounter the asshole. But what difference would it make? Izaya would've found out about me anyways and also,

You know that feeling that you get when you feel that the entire universe is against you? Well, that's how I was feeling at the moment. Three things: one) basically half of my friends are dead, two) Kyohei looks like he's about to pass out and three) we're fucking lost and have no idea how to get back to the van.

We decided to rest at a random tree and I watched Shizuo as he dropped Masaomi on the ground. I gave him a disappointing look, but he wasn't paying attention. Izaya sat on my right while Shizuo occupied my left as Kyohei consumed my vision in front of me. I took off the coat that had wore the entire time and wrapped it around my hips, like they did back in elementary school.

"Does anybody want to try and wake Masa-chan up?" I saw that Izaya raised his hand. "And no Izaya, even if you do volunteer, I will not allow you to slice his face open! We don't need more blood on our hands."

The guy quickly put his hand down and I sighed, realizing that no one was gonna step up to the plate. I stood up and walked towards his unconscious figure. I gripped onto Masaomi's shoulders and picked him up, placing him up against the tree trunk. I gazed at him for a few moments, then randomly just slapped him in the face. And I should let you know that it was hard; I left a fucking red print of my hand on it.

"Well that didn't work," Izaya pointed out.

I turned around and gave him a what-the-fuck look. "Why thank you Captain Obvious, Officer Sarcasm reporting for duty."

I sat down and grabbed a hold of the kid's cheeks. Then, I pressed my forehead against his and whispered, "Why won't you wake up?"

(Dream Scene, Masaomi's POV)

He wanted to believe that he was wrong, but he knew for a fact that a corpse was stapled to the wall.

Masaomi found himself in an elementary school, the hallway dimly lighted, allowing him to see only so far. He walked around for a few moments and jumped when a light bulb from the ceiling exploded. He took deep breaths, even though they weren't helping him one bit. He made a right into a room and looked up only to freeze in place. Masaomi stared it in horror as the dead man hung there, dried blood staining the floor. The body seemed to be lacking a few essentials: a hand, his left arm, and oh yeah-his motherfucking head!

Even though the kid has seen enough horror movies in his time, seeing a live body in real life almost made him throw up on the spot. 'Holy shit...that's real. I need to get out of here.' He looked the other way and ran out the room. 'I need to get the hell out of here.'

He soon found himself on a playground and heard sounds of laughter entering his ears. He spun 180 degrees, but only to realize that no one was there.

'Oh my gosh, I'm losing my mind again.' The constant laughter of joyful children made him grip his heart and the kid pursued forward until he saw a figure hiding behind a tree. He threw his hands up and waved them around. "Hey dude, a little help over here? I'm kind of lost and I want to head on home!"

The figure didn't answer back and ran away. Masaomi questioned this and that when he felt that something was behind him. He slowly circled around and screamed as Slenderman stood a towering height over him, his black tentacles already wrapped around Masaomi.

(Scene Change)

Masaomi could feel his entire heart chiming like a golden bell against his bones as his eyes landed on a familiar mythological creature in front of him, staring back at the kid with those non-existent eyes. His conscious screamed at him to run away, to hide, to do something! But it was like he was frozen in fear, as he found himself too transfixed on the monster standing before him.

Those same slimy black tentacles came from the back of Slenderman and slowly made its way toward Kida. He didn't know why, but something in the back of his mind told him to reach into his jean pocket. He did so and pulled out two things: a bottle of olive oil and a blue box of matches.

He stared back up, watching as the tentacles grew closer. The kid chucked the glass bottle at the monster, the glass breaking on impact and watched as the oil covered its entire body. Slendy didn't seem startled, thinking that the human was too stupid for its own good. Masaomi opened the box, took out a match, and swiped it, lighting it. He felt the goosebumps form all over his skin, taking his heartbeat up a notch.

The boy gazed at the small flame in front of him and smirked. He threw the flame in front of him and grinned as he waved, "Good riddance" before a dancing fire began. He watched in amazement as the woods was filled with burnt flesh and silent screams, only to fall on deaf ears.

(Dream Scene End, Back to Alicia)

Masaomi jumped and I gave out a sigh of relief before I engulfed him with a hug. "Gosh, do you know how worried I was? I almost thought you were dead for a moment!"

He doesn't respond and I pushed away from him, my hands still on his shoulders. "Come on man! Wake yourself up because we're sure as hell getting out of here. Come on dude, say something!"

He stared blankly at me, a bit of drool hanging out of his mouth. I saw him move his lips, but no words came out. I leaned forward and shoved my ear in his face. "Sorry, could you say that again?"

"I...I think I know a way on how to kill Slenderman..."

AAAAAANNNNNNDDDDDD SCENE! That's the end of Chapter Fifteen, everybody! Sorry it took so long to update this, but you know, personal life and all that bullshit get in the way. Also, my sophomore year is being a bitch, so...there's that. Review/favorite/follow if you enjoyed this stupid chapter and as always, I will SEE YOU...in the next chapter. Ja ne~