---Marson's Pov---
I laid on the ground weak of blood loss in my own pool of blood. I rolled on my back and stared up at the night sky while feeling all pain coming from my wounds.
"It sucks being immortal..." I thought to myself as I succumbed to agony.
A few moments later, the ground started to shake. A sudden heat washed over my body, and instantly, I knew who it was. I turned my head to the side and watched as Zalgo ascended from the ground that glowed a bright red where he came from. He had a scowling frown on his face as his eyes did not leave contact with mine.
"You disappointed me, you worthless wretch! You let a sack of weaklings trample you like shit! Pathetic!" He scolded.
"I'm... Sor-"
"Shut the fuck up! I don't want to hear your bullshit! This is why I never planned of bringing back your lame-ass, parents! Because their pathetic of a waste of space, son, is a useless piece of shit! After this, you're getting your ass kicked... BY ME." and with that, Zalgo walked off. "I'll kill those worthless vermins myself..."
I laid there. Anger surged in my vains. I knew he lied about reviving my parents... That's the reason I risked my comrades' lives to know the truth, because I know it won't come out easily... I thought I was prepared to hear these words, but I guess I was wrong... He managed to snap every vain in my body and fueled my blood in one short sentence.
Engulfed in fury, I shakily rose to my feet and tried my best to gather my remaining strength. Zalgo turned to me and scoffed at my acions.
"What are you doing? Do you think in your current state you can defeat me?! Ha! Pathetic! You must be so pissed that I lied to you! Hahahahahaha!!" Zalgo cackled madly.
"That's it... That's the last straw..." I thought angrily as power seeped back into me.
My wounds healed instantly. Darkness surrounded me as a silouehtte of demon wings formed behind my back. Zalgo stared at me, awestruck. I only smirked at him as I pulled my sword back to my hand with the help of the shadows.
"What's with the face, Master? Surprised why I suddenly restored myself? I'll tell you what I did... For years I've worked for you and served under your orders. Through those times, I developed my doubts toward what you promised about ressurecting my parents... I heard rumors that you can never be trusted... Always lie... Betrayer... So... I planned ahead and absorbed your power in years' time until I possess what you possess..." I explained, monotonelessly.
"That's... That's impossible!!" Zalgo retorted.
I only laughed at his idiococy. He is very clueless to my plans. I was actually afraid he was on to me.
"You stupid, stupid, devil... Did you forget you passed down a bit of yourself to me? So basically, I already possess certain powers from you. And if I absorb more, it's like taking a share from the main source." I grinned confidentally.
Normally, I never really showed any emotion, until now. It feels unnatural and... New.
"You... You bastard!" he spat.
"Hahahahahahaha!!!" I laughed manically. "That's what you get for being too cocky and too fucking smug! You get what you deserve..."
"Is... Is that why you played weak all this time? To prove your suspicions?"
"Yes... But I have to admit... It was very selfish of me to sacrifice my comrades for the truth.. But oh well... What is done is done."
Zalgo growled. "Whatever.. But if you wish to fight me, you're making a big mistake... I'm the God of the Underworld, and you're just a mere pawn. You have no chance against me!"
"Tell me... If one were to have the same powers as the other and to fight against eachother, will any of them have a chance against their opponent?" I asked.
Zalgo only frowned, knowing the answer. I chuckled, crossed my arms and made a smug smirk.
"Zalgo... You really need to think throughly. You're getting stupid. Oh wait-- you already are..." I chuckled.
And with that last taunt, I took my sword and pointed it at the demon, standing beore me.
"That's enough explanation... Time to die." I remarked as my eye fixated on him as he returned the favor.
"Hahahahaha! As if a mere pawn can defeat me. But oh well... I accept." Zalgo chuckled.
We stood across eachother, ready to engage into battle. I swear... I'll kill him... It's the least I could do for killing off my comrades and those other guys. And for forcing me to make their lives miserable, killing my mother, and killing me internally. I'll get my vengeance...
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Sorry for the veeeeeeeery long update... School, and yeah. Laziness... Don't kill me. I just don't have much motivation to continue it.... But I won't stop... I think... So yeah. Sorry.... - Max
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The Battle Between Zalgo and Slenderman's Proxies
FanfictionZalgo has acquired a new set of proxies of his own and he has sent them to destroy Slenderman's group. It is up to Masky as Slenderman's right-hand man to stop this from getting worse. Will he succeed his duty?
