Nameless

I stood there, looking at the Slender in shock.
This wasn't scary.
This wasn't amazing.
This wasn't a fairy tale dream come true, it was a nightmare.
It was creepy.
"You were [i]watching[i] me?!"
I raised my voice at this creature.
Who knows what he could've seen from me.
I want to know, but I don't ask.'
I don't want to hear anything gross, o just perverted.
"Yes, for many moons."
What is this guy?
Scottish?
Royal?
Frickien English foo foo guy?
Wierd.
No.
Odd.
No.
Gross.
"Look Slendy, its the 21st century. Stop talking all fancy."
I narrowed my eyebrows to look serious.
I couldn't tell what he was thinking o what emotion was there, but he spoke to me and said
"Your my slave now, understand? I give tu the orders from now on."
Orders?
"What am I? A maid to you?"
"No," he responed cooly. "Your my sex slave."

He was holding out his hand, as if a guester, and I took it. In my surprise, he didn't do anything. He didn't harm me.
What?
The murder of my family...is doing nothing?
He looks behind us, we're there's at least 20 dead trees coverd ins snow, then looks back at me.
"O-oh, do tu wanna go over there?"
I point to the area, and he nods.
We begin to slowly walk over to were Slender had looked and we were there faster than I'd though we'd be.
He looked at me, even though he had no eyes, and a mouth appeard, and spoke in an odd tone, "You...will warm me."
"Warm you?"
I almost sounded disgusted. What was he going on about?
"These winters are cold, and have little meaning."
Little meaning?
"Your family kept me from you, my dear," his long, amargo, amargos hand touched my cheek.
"I've been watching you, my dear, and now, your mine....
Forever"

That horrible feeling.
The feeling when tu know your being watched.
"C'mon Sol, lets go."
I stood, slipping the straps of my backpack around my arms, still holding onto the emparedado, sándwich de and half-empty water bottle.
"Emerald," he whined. "but I'm not finished!"
I look back st him with an annoyed look on my face.
"You can eat it while we're walking, lets go! Now!"
Sol could hear the pleading and the fear in my voice.
I wanted to leave.
I wanted to go home.
But I couldn't.
Sol had finished eating and stood up, his lught-tan skin some-what shining in the sun from his sweat.
He glances over at me, and puts on a cocky smile.
"You like what tu see, sweetheart?"
Sweetheart?
"Since when am I your sweetheart?"
I give him a discusted look.
"If tu think I'm in to you, think again."
After that, there was nothing but a long, awkward silence between us.
I hoped my Father knew that that was a lie.
To be continued...

Before I knew it, everyone was dead.
Everyone but me.
I was scared, no, terrified.
My corazón pounded in my chest.
Mom, Dad, the other guy...were dead.
I was next.
I didn't know the Slender, o why he was this way. Why he did what he did.
"S-Slender...I know your out here. Just come on out and end it already!"
I had no idea what I'd just said.
I didn't want to die.
I didn't want this.
A cool breeze hit me, slapping my cheeks.
I knew were he was.
He was right behind me.
I turned around slowly, and froze.
I couldn't belive what I was seeing.
This was unreal.
This...was impossible.

We kept running up the path, tears in my eyes.
"Sol....stop..."
I was out of breath, and Sol damn well knew it.
We stopped & we caught our breath.
"First my Mother..then my Father...then its tu & me..."
I didn't want to die. I wanted to live until I have no purpose.
The sun was rising again. Time is flying por way too fast.
Why was Slender doing this? What were his reasons?
I guess I'll never know...
"We need to make ground." Sol began jogging.
"Sol! We neee to rest first!"
He stopped and jogged back.
I sat down on the path, and opened my backpack.
"God, theres enough comida and water to last an eternity..."
I pulled out a emparedado, sándwich de for me & Sol as well as water.
We began to eat.
As we were eating, it felt like someone was watching us.
The Slender Man...
To be continued...

This boy who claims to be called "Sol Night" had changed, from a hedgehog to human.
Was I seeing things again?
"What the hell are tu doing out here?" I asked again.
"Trying to find my brother."
"Huh?"
"I heard a scream last night, two girls,"
Anna &Melody...
"Then later, my brother went looking for them, he vanished, so I went looking for him."
I'm not shure if I can believe this boy, but I tell him to follow me, and I walk to my father, and take his extra clothing, and give it to Sol.
"Please, cover your nudity."
He didn't put up a fight, he put on the clothing, and looked at my dad.
I remembered my mothers death...
What did we pack...? Extra clothing, comida & water...radios...
I quickly get my radio out, its already set to channel 3.
"Mom?"
I whispered.
Static.
The radio was still on.
"Mom?"
más static, and an echo.
A moan.
The echo of a moan.
To be continued...

Authors Note:{A part is added for a fan/friend of mine. Please enjoy! ^^;}

My mothers scream, still ringing in our ears.
The flashlights light came back on.
I looked at my hand, my hand was in a fist, I opend my fist, blood on my fingernails, running down my fingers.
I couldn't tell if it was my blood, o my mothers.
I looked at were my mother was standing.
Gone.
Nothing remain of were my mother once stood, not her clothing, not her hair, not her blood, nothing.
Its like she'd never excisted.
Like I never had a mother...
My father held onto my hand, and continued walking up the path, holding onto my hand tightly, knowing he wasn't going to let his little baby girl, die in the hands of The Slender.
We continued walking further...

To be continued...

Horror.
Thats all I felt.
Her image haunted us as we continued walking up the path.
"No person, even an old man whos about to see God should ever witness that." my mother said, voice shaking.
My father just slowly nodded in a agreement.
Anna was dead, that means Melody was too...
We were next...
We kept walking.
Blood.
más blood....
Up ahead, there she was, Melody, her dead body, nailed to a tree, her eyes & tongue rippied out. Blood sourronded her dead body.
She had blood in ther pigtails, she looked like a creepy doll saying head tillted, "Come play with me..."
Her image was horrible, I began to feel lightheaded, weak, useless.
We kept walking.
A cool wind blew, and in the wind, a voice whisperd, sounding like Anna & Melody speaking as one, a dark, bloody voice, it said, "We are dead, The Slender has gotton us, tu most certainly will die..."
To be continued...