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Hurricane [Slender Man x Reader] {part 1}

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[Your P.O.V]

You push the doors of the school open, angered deeply and your arms hugging your (f/c) binder. School’s just let out, and you were the first out the door. You hoped they wouldn't catch up to you. You pulled your hood up over your head, sheltering your ears. You look up at the sky, and dark clouds start to swirl. It’s going to rain.

“Hey! Stop!” They did. You look over your shoulder, and there they are. The girl who’s been giving you hell all week. On Monday, she shoved you into your locker. On Tuesday she shoved you face into the water fountain. On Wednesday, which was the best of them all, she threw a open carton of milk at you in lunch. Your mom had to come get you, and you were completely embarrassed. What the hell did she want?

“Stop,” she repeated. “I wanna talk to you, you freak.”

You continued walking, trying to act like you couldn't hear her. Lucky, for her, you live a mile away from the school. You know you could always take the shortcut, but you never do. You always chicken out last minute after all the pep talking you give yourself.

She’s behind me, you think to yourself. She’s gonna beat me up and leave me in the woods. But you decided to be one step ahead of her. You drop your binder and folders, some artwork and essays scattering across the sidewalk. You push into the woods, some branches scratching your face. She stops at the edge of the dense foliage, and lets out a loud annoying cackle, what she calls her laugh. She picks up some of your belongings and shoves them into her bag. “You won’t be getting these back!” She screams after you, and she walks away, satisfied with what she did.

You feel as if something is watching you, and you constantly look over your shoulder. You keep thinking it’s her, but you fully know that she left. She’s probably in her house, giving her wicked laugh over looking at your drawings. This is the third week in a row, what the hell is the matter with her?!

Suddenly, you feel something wrap around your leg, and you trip. You land down in a pile of dead leaves, somewhat breaking you fall. As you look up at the sky. It seemed to have gotten darker, and now you can only see through the holes in the leaves. A water droplet starts to hurdle down towards you, and lands right on your cheek, and slowly drips down like a salty tear. You close your eyes, and then sit up, your back resting up against a tree. You sniffle, and bring your knees up into your chest. You were now lost in the woods, with nowhere to go. You sobbed into your hands, and let the rain start to pour onto you.

You remembered that your parents would be working all night, and you would be home alone all night and into the next day. You continued to cry in the shelter of the forest, knowing no one could see you. But then that feeling came back, that you were being watched. You just brushed it off as paranoia.

Or was it?

[Slender Man’s P.O.V]

Poor girl, always being tortured like that. I’ve see it. Through the trees as she walks home. I’ve watched her be beaten up, tossed against the curb. What amazed me is that she could take it. I can’t name all the times I’ve watched and wanted to take that girl down who did it. She was ruining a perfect girl, bruising her in places other than her body. On her mind.

But today was the one where she really ran from her problem. I saw it clearly. She ran in here, and I could have sworn I would have gotten out of the woods and killed that girl. If only there weren't so many witnesses. If only, if only...

I suppose that now is my chance, to finally confront the abused girl. Maybe she’d be- No. She wouldn’t be different than any of the others. But I have taken a liking to her. Maybe I could speak to her a different way, other than just showing up behind her. That’d scare the shit out of her, obviously.

I slowly start walking, but decide to just teleport to her. I show up a little distance behind her, and I keep quiet. How could I now? I have no mouth, no nose, not even ears for that matter. But I could still hear, and I remembered everything. She was crying. I could hear that much, hell you could even see it. I look at my slender fingers, and then at the rain that’s starting to devour her. I feel an itch on my back, and I can feel my tentacles start to sprout. No. Not now. I can’t kill her. They recede back into me, plotting to come out another time. Her head picks up, but I continue to be still. She then rests it back down, trying to keep her face dry.

Poor child...

[Your P.O.V]

After several minutes of crying, you pick your head. There it is again, that feeling of being watched. You stomach churns, and you hear a slight buzzing in your ear. It’s almost like... static...

You look at your (f/c) jacket. It’s color is now darker than it was before, and the fabric is pretty much plastered to your skin now. You sniffle, wiping your eyes with your hands. You rest your head back down for a moment, trying to let your headache settle. You then feel a hand on your shoulder, and you jump.

It’s her. You convince yourself, starting to shake. You eyes dart to the hand. It’s pale, almost white. Like paper. The fingers are long, and thin. Your mouth opens in a scream, but you can’t. Your body is too cold. You turn around quickly, and you’re now on your back. You look up at the thing that touched you, and it’s drawn back into the shadows a little. You can see it’s tall, and very very thin, with no face. It doesn’t seem human to you, but it’s not giving any indication of attack. You pant and try to catch your breath.

In all honesty, you’re not scared. It deeply intrigues you, the way it’s breathing without a mouth or nose.

As you crawl back on your elbows, you feel a sharp pain in your leg. When you fell, a broken stick scraped the side of your calf. It was bleeding pretty badly now, and the cut looked infected already.

“Shit,” you exclaim, grabbing your leg in pain. You see this as a weakness, like this thing will attack you now that you’re injured. He takes a step forward, and comes into the light. The rain pounds onto you, into your eyes and you can barely see. He holds out his hand, and you flinch. His slim fingers extend and his hand lowers, as if he’s asking for your hand to help you up.

You look at his hand, skeptically, unable to comprehend what to do. You decide to lift your hand up, and take the help that’s being offered. Once you’re standing, you hold onto his arm for support. For some reason you now trusted this stranger, the thing you thought earlier was going to murder you in the dead silence of the forest. He looked down at your leg, and you watched him, looking in the spaces where his eyes would be.

“What are you...?” You asked, and he tilted his head. Idiot, how would he be able to speak.

[Slender Man’s P.O.V]

She needs help... I can smell her blood.

I extend my hand onto her shoulder, and try to make it seem as not weird as possible. She turned around and freaked the fuck out. Just the thing I do to everyone else, right? I pulled back, into the shadows. I couldn't let her see me full on yet, she’d definitely be scared.

She was staring at me for a long time before I decided to try and reach for her hand to help her up. I could now see the cut on her leg. It was a deep gash, and I don’t think she’d noticed it yet. She then looked down, and cursed at herself.

She isn’t afraid of me... I pulled my hand out, and she actually took it. I helped her, and she clutched onto my arm for support. I looked at her, then her gash. She was studying my face, and I ignored it. I was used to being stared at.

“What are you...?” She asked me, but I couldn’t offer an answer. Not yet. I don’t know what i am. I’m Slender Man, monster, thing. I’m many names. But Slender Man is popular. I just tilt my head at her in response.

“You won’t hurt me...?” She asked. I could feel her shaking next to me as I held her up. I shook my head, hoping that she’d take it as I wouldn’t hurt her.

She took it the way I intended her to. She nodded her head and sneezed shortly after, sending her to fall into my arms. I caught her, and helped her right back up. Her lips were starting to develop tinges of blue, and her skin was becoming pale, like mine. You need to help her...

“C-Can you help me home...?” She croaked out, pointing toward the direction of her house. I knew where she lived. She lived in a cabin, not too far off from the school. She would always take the long way, I remember, and never take the shortcut through the woods. I’d watch her, and follow her. Not in a stalking way, just to see a living breathing human. And one of the places she came from... I was surprised she was alive. She interested me.

I took my long black jacket off, and wrapped it around her. I then picked her up in my arms, and she groaned, and started coughing. I started walking in the direction of the house, and she gripped onto my tie, rubbing the fabric between her numb fingers. She sniffled and I could feel the coldness of her, even through the thick jacket. She was going to get sick if she was out here any longer.

“I’m (y/n), by the way...” She whispered, resting her head on my shoulder. “You must be Slender Man...”

I nodded briefly, and continued walking in the direction of the cabin in the woods. We were already close, thanks to my long legs. We approached the house in less than five minutes, and I could feel her stir in my arms. She drifted into sleep during my trek back to her house. I walked up the stairs and onto the porch and I creaked the door open. No cars were outside, normally a good sign. No one inside either. As I closed the door behind me, she woke up and fluttered her eyes.
Woah, never thought I'd start this! :D I'm excited to do this one, actually.

So, you are the main character (obviously)! On your walk home from school, you're forced into the woods by a girl who's been beating you all week. But what will you find when you delve deeper into the thick dense fog...? {[Expressed both through you and Slender Man's POV]} This is sort of meant to be told by a females P.O.V but if you're male, I suppose you could change the scenario. (:

Hope you enjoy~

[Part 2] : (coming soon)
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Oh gosh this was so good! I loved this! Sorry you didn't continue it though