Fateful Encounter

Well, well... You enjoy teasing me, don't you, Dark Entity? Like a dollar bill hung on a string, you dangle the fucking thing in my face and watch me chase it without end. You're also the bastard who's making all the people disappear. Just who the hell would it be if it weren't you? But don't take me as another run-of-the-mill proxy. You're stupid trick is just an elaborate, twisted game of hide-and-seek.

Moving along... the location the lovely Mr. Saint escorted me to after his oh so perfect interruption turned out to be in a wooded area of Wisconsin. Wonderful. I tried reaching closer to civilization, but whaddya know, everyone up and left town moments before. What a coincidence. I broke into a nearby house and printed out a map in case this piece of shit decided to die on me. Or got no reception. Whatever.

It took me two whole goddamned days to teleport back to the west coast. It would've taken me one but I figured the attention humans would give me at the sudden sight of my apparition would get me on some proxy's shit list. Death does not concern me, but I'll be damned if that bitch lives and breathes on my watch.

Which brings me to the main event. I made it to my destination without any delays. I could have teleported in the middle of the fuckin' city and it wouldn't have mattered, but retard me decided to keep low. And, with wonderful luck, I wasn't the only one.

We hit things off great. Greeted each other face to face, weapon to weapon, glare to glare. I stared straight into the barrel of her gun as the blade of my scythe rested upon her cheek. I smiled with glee at my discovery. Sorry to say my joy was not returned. At least, not in the same sense as mine. Heehee! My, my, you've become quite determined, haven't you? You even acquired the murderous look I thought would never cross a face such as innocent as yours. HAHAHA!

"Zero," she murmured, cocking the trigger.

I pressed the blade closer to her face, ecstatic at the sight of the blood trickling down her face. Oh, how long it had been since I've been blessed to see the glorious red rivers! Aha! I was itching to get more, and, oh, did little bitch know just what was crossing my mind. You've been reading my blog have you, little cunt? You know my lust for blood has yet to be fulfilled these past few weeks. What a fucking way to start off the new year, eh? Ehehehehe!!!

"Well, well. 'Fates be damned,' eh? I like you're thinking, little girl," I snickered.

"You've killed long enough. I'm taking you in."


I cackled. "Do you have a death wish or are you naturally retarded?"


"Shut it, Evelyn."


Blood poured out in floods, gunshots were fired, and the earth began to shake violently underneath; the force of which threw off my balance and my attack was temporarily ceased. It shook even harder the more I attempted to stand, so I conceded to wait for it to pass. Which took a goddamned lifetime before things settled down again. I sprung to my feet, scythe in hand, but was abruptly stopped short by the obstruction no doubt caused by the earthquake. Several feet across between me and Ella was a god knows how deep fissure that split the land perfectly in half.

"Oh, c'mon!!! What the fuck?? Still monitoring me, you fucking bastard?! Show you're goddamned face, Dark!!! HEY!!!!" I made to run toward the depths of the forest. My pursuit was interrupted by a fraction of a nearby rock exploding as a result of the force of her bullet. Turning around, my gaze caught the sight of Ella holding her gun in one hand and her sliced cheek in the other (Ella, I have to say red is definitely you're color. You should wear it more often~). She fired another shot after I flipped her off. I'm pretty sure she punctured my right lung, but still, it was quite hilarious. Ha! You people don't fucking learn do you?!

"I'm not letting you escape again!" she bellowed as she tried spitting out the blood trickling into her lips.

"Where the fuck did you learn that name?"


ARGH!!! Little FUCK!!! You know you're a bitch!!! You're queer smile just fucking KILLS ME. "From a reliable source, Evelyn." Ha! Now I remember why I'm on a manhunt again. You're just as merciless as I am, Birnhaum. Almost makes me proud to kill you. HAHAHA!!!

"You can go fuck yourself with your gun, Birnhaum. It's the only thing that'll give you pleasure, anyway."


"Does it hurt, Evelyn? To know I have attained your deepest secret?"


"That name has no meaning to me."


"I'm sure your surname has no meaning either. Or did you just happen to forget your last name was Song and your new alias was just a coincidence?"


I smirked and picked up my scythe. She grasped the gun with both hands; I can only IMAGINE the look on her face when she saw I wasn't progressing towards her but back towards the forest. Another bullet flew toward me and bounced off the stem of the scythe.

"I'm not done!"


"You know you can't kill me, Ella. So your efforts are fruitless. I have a busy schedule and you're wasting my time."


"Then I'll make this quick." I heard a series of clicking and looked back to see she had put away the gun. Pft! Diplomatic whore.

"I already told you before. Zero would never converse with someone concerning vital information. Negotiating is out of the question, you dumbass."


"You said you're killing people to be free." Of course the bitch would ignore me. OF COURSE. "Free from what? Slenderman?"


"Parents are sentimental fools," I replied. "They're afraid memories will fade... when really it's the best fucking blessing to forget."


Really, I wish I could've seen her as I was leaving. I only heard restless fidgeting as she attempted to take out her gun. Cursing soon followed as she realized she had used up all of her bullets and even more restless fidgeting occurred as finding more magazines became difficult. Ha! Were you frustrated? Were you scared? Ehehehehe!!! Such a pitiful, predictable human weakling!!!

So! Now that that order of business is in intermission, I'll move on to the next thing on my list... I'm going to have a little chat with the slave of Slender Man, Dark Entity.