Slender Man – L Lawliet (Part 3)

As any normal being I had almost screamed at the sight of Light before me. This meant many things for me, mainly one. He had followed me here (like any good partner should) and thought he could save me . He pants as if he has run a marathon; must have met HER. Wouldn't blame the shock written all over his face, that was my initial reaction to her too. Or, is he shocked to see me?

Light seems to be sizing me up, making sure no harm has come to me. Strange how he only shows concern when his life is on the line too. Stupid Yagami…

"L, is that really you?"

I'm feeling slightly bitter at the moment.

"No, this is Slender Man. I'm going to eat you," for emphasis I raise my hands and curl them to look like claws, "roar."

Light obviously doesn't find that humorous, and as I have stated before I'm not really in a good mood. Not only did he just lock himself inside this room, but now I am stuck with him. Him and his little "bow before me" attitude he seems to carry in his back pocket for safe keeping. Sorry, staying reasonable is not the top of my agenda right now.

"L that's not funny! How long have you been here?"

Are you kidding me? Do you see a clock? Do you even see a calendar? See when you get bored you do weird things, it's just natural. I began to hum "Mary had a little lamb." Since I last saw that woman I have sang that song sixteen times. So maybe it's been twenty minutes? Twenty days? Years? Great, I'm over exaggerating my situation. If I remember correctly I might snap at Light without meaning to.

"L? You're not talking to me, what's wrong?"

It is official: I am going to kill Light Yagami/Kira. What should I use? Should I use the lamp? No, that is my only source of light in this situation. I could smother his face in couldn't I? No, against my morals and principles. Maybe I could just blame it on her…

"L- "

"What, Yagami?"

Light seems to be getting more frustrated with me, and believe me when I say I am frustrated with myself as well. What has gotten into me? Fear? Light's hands are in fists, shaking with adrenaline and probably with (stated as earlier) anger. Calm down Light, it is useless to be angry at me.

"L! God, it's like talking to a brick wall!"

That stung a bit. I know I can be unsociable sometimes, but layoff would you?

CCCCCCRRRRREEEEEEEKKKKKK

I the midst of Light's seething, and my deep pondering the door must have been unlocked. A tall faceless man stands in the doorway, ducking when he enters the room. Behind him is a familiar sight, though my suspicions as to what extent he helped this monster is only a mere 10 percent. Behind him walks in the very thing my nightmares could never conjure up. They stand side by side, the thing moving his head from Light to me and a paranoid thought plants itself within my mind. Light planned this, no. HE planned this…

Before I can stop my voice I blurt out, "YOU! THIS WAS ALL A PART OF YOUR PLAN WASN'T IT!"

Both the woman and Ryuk seem to jump back a bit at my accusation. Light looks equally shocked his mouth opening and closing like a drowning fish. Am I making up similes now? My vision has become muggy and I feel weightless, like I am not touching anything. I'm fainting…

He wants this…

What?

He did this TO MY MOMMY! He's going to do this to you too!

Why do I feel angry now?

Befriend the enemy…and betray the enemy…

When I come back to Light is gone and so is Ryuk. I am in a different room then I was before, this one much nicer. The walls are painted a creamy yellow, and the curtains are white lace. The floor is covered with white carpet and a rug shaped like a cake lays in front of a large mirror. The only door visible from where I am stands out against the room, a dark silver against all the cheery shades of yellows and dabbles of white. The bed sheet I lay on is yellow as well and has white checkered material over it; Is that even more lace I see? This room was made for a child, which I am not. I am a young adult and I deserve to be treated as such… this bed is so comfortable.

I snap to attention and sit up, my head pounding behind my forehead. I ignore it for now, blaming the lack of ingested sugar, and proceed to approach the door. The carpet is soft beneath my feet and makes my feet almost disappear. Almost makes me chuckle, almost is the key word there. I pass the mirror and from the corner of my eye I see something odd. I do a double take and gape slightly at my appearance.

Someone has dressed me, the greatest detective in the world, in a long gown. Explains the weird sensation of air… The gown itself is made of a smooth and shiny material (probably satin) and actually makes my face appear less pale. My hair has been combed and pinned back from my face. I actually feel nice, relaxed in fact. Such an odd realization to have, stuck in your inevitable doom. With that in mind I approach the door, looking it over. It is all smoothed over, which means one of two things.

One: The lock outside my door is used using a spinning handle.

Two: Someone has to use a key card to get in.

Both make me extremely anxious, an emotion I don't deal with very often. Damn him, this is all his fault! I turn around and approach a small white dresser set in front of the bed. I open the top drawer out of curiosity and gasp at what I find. Knives, all sorts of them. Handcuffs, small handguns, and a whip as well- this is startling. Who gives their child weapons? Closing that drawer I open the next one. This one appears to be normal holding some towels, a couple bottles of shampoo and conditioner, and some expensive body wash. Opening one bottle I gag at the strong stench of vanilla, that awful vanilla that no one goes near. Capping that I set it as far back as possible, hoping to never use it. In the last drawer held the same gown I wore, along with several other in many different shades of color.

"I think blue will suit you."

I turn around to see who spoke, but nobody was present. Worse the voice was like a whisper, but not long and drawn out. The door was never opened, it wouldn't open quietly right? Yeah, it would make a loud shuddering sound opening, it has got to be a heavy door after all. I slowly turn back toward the dresses and my eyes land on the blue gown. The gown wasn't really a pajama (like this one), but more like one you would wear to a wedding.

"A wedding indeed."

When I turn my head again she stands there. This small girl, with wild black hair and wide green eyes. She smiles knowingly at me, waggling her finger in the air.

"Death surrounds you," she gestures at my open window, "Your friends, they are all dead because of him."

My breath seizes up, and my heart pounds harder against my chest. My lungs feel as if they are collapsing and my body is buzzing all over, my mind is foggy. A panic attack?

"Just gain his trust. Then slay him, just like your friend did to Rem."

I become Kira?

I throw away the nasty smelling body wash bottle, slipping on my favorite gown. I apply some mascara, lipstick, and blush to complete the look. I smooth down the top of the gown, it is puckering again. Checking myself in the mirror I smile experimentally. My hair has grown longer and my bangs are always in my damn face. I grab a small clip from the top of the dresser and use it to pin my bangs back, creating a bump with it. He wants me to go take a walk with him to town to pick up my necessities. Then the boy's name pops into my head. The boy who has distracted him enough for me to conjure up my plan.

"Toby."

I smile at the sound of his name resounding in my head. He is the key, he is the very key to my plan. Our plan is truly genius, no doubt if she had lived another day would she have been my rival in justice. However, we are partners now. I shall win, I always win. Checking my make up one more time I grab my purse and push at my new door. Solid oak, no locks necessary. Because, after all, I am his only trusted pet. Poor Light, having to go through all that torture; who knew taking after my mother would have its perks. That women wasn't hard to get rid of you know. The one that scared me at first? Once I gained Mr. Slender (Shaun)'s trust I was able to get rid of her easily. How easy it was to just snap her neck and feed her to him, well he didn't eat her. Just messed her up really good.

What have I become?

When I approach the front of the house Shaun is behind me, somehow silencing his usually loud footfalls.

"Remember, we need to get you cake and some strawberries!"

"Yes, I remember." I just don't care.

Not long after we are walking down an empty road. I stop and turn to look up at him, obviously displeased.

"Come on! I just wanted to walk the long way! You never talk to me anymore!"

This isn't me!

My body seizes up again, my heart pounding harder. I have been having these attacks a lot more often lately. This isn't right, I am Lawliet and I shall bring Shaun to justice. Shaun lays one of his claw on my shoulder, sending a shudder through me. He seems to want my attention, but why? Does he know? Where is this coming from? Why no answers?! Panic swells inside of my being, making the pain in my heart worsen.

This isn't justice!

Get away from him!

Run!

Without thinking that's what I do, I start to run across the street.

"Lawliet!"

A blinding light seems to shine a spotlight on me. Me, in my blue gown and long black hair. Me, the failure of a detective. A failure to justice… Within seconds I can feel my body being lifted over, my back hitting the top of the car. Tires screech behind me, the car is out of control.

So am I…

When I hit the pavement behind me I can hear not only the bones in my body cracking, I can hear screaming.

"Sister! Wake up!"

My face is against the ground when I feel something lift my body gently. I still feel my muscles convulse and the pain grow unbearable again as Shaun lays me against his chest. This was his plan…

I have been fooled…

This is what he planned…

Shaun planned this…

Why me…

Why…

End of Lawliet's Story.

Please let me know if you would be interested in Light's escape, and his perspective of the story. Also let me know if you would like a different ending, something more creepypasta like. Thank you for reading, and hope to hear from you Nakama!