Blank Canvas

Chapter One

{Picture is not mine. I found it on google. All credit goes to the artist.}

"Darkness." There is pitch black darkness. Then light. A man held me. He was very tall. Very pale with no face. He held me very tight. "No ones going to hurt you." His voice was raspy yet comforting.

"Darkness." The same man was there. I'm chained. He slaps me. Another slap. "You never listen do you!?" He is no longer comforting.

"Darkness." Now there's a girl. She's blonde. Her face painted with blood. She smiles. "You're the best Cousin!" She sounds familiar.

"Darkness!" Its the same girl. I'm chained again. She kicks. Another kick. "You're a failure!" She is no longer kind.

"Darkness!!!" Light.

"Darkness wake up!!" My cousin Missy yells, jumping on my bed. I groan and trip her with one of my tentacles, watching her fall off with a thud. I'm glad we lived in the woods. "I'm up. I'm up." I really wished I could eyeroll. I go to the closet and pull out a red blouse and black skirt. I close the closet and say, "Missy please leave while I fix myself." I could practically tell she would roll her eyes if she had any. She walked out and shut the door. I quickly dressed myself just in case one of the many boys in the mansion decided to barge in. They do that a lot, no matter how much I tell them not to. I grabbed my brush and brushed my straight black hair. I place my mask, a drama mask almost that is half happy and half sad, on. I walk to my business heels and slide them on. They are simple five inch heels that are black with a criss cross pattern in the front. I walk to the full length mirror and look at myself to see if I'm presentable. My long black hair hit my mid back. My many black tentacles swarmed the air behind me. It's going to be a good day today. I walk back to my bed to check the clipboard while putting on my signature black leather jacket. "Today is Friday. Okay the goal today is to kill 87 for Slenderman to eat and each of us can kill up to 24. Fair enough." I finish talking to myself. "You know people are going to think you're crazy if you keep talking to yourself." A familiar voice says. I turned to see Jeff the killer at the door. "You're one to talk." I snapped back at him with authority. He put up his hands in surrender and walked away. I sighed. I loved Shadow and all but I swear her boyfriend's a mess. Especially his killing. I have to clean the mess up before he gets caught and have had to bust him out of jail and the mental center several times. Being the daughter of Slenderman isn't easy. I have to deal with all the proxy's and deal with the creepers. The proxy's are Slendermans followers that do his bidding. The creepers are the evil Zalgos followers. It is also my job to keep the peace. I created a treaty and we have to bid by it or there will be war. Though, Zalgos creepers are stretching it thin. 
I suddenly heard Missy scream downstairs and immediately teleported to see what was wrong. I sighed and rubbed my forehead. It was just Shadow. "What's up Darkie? Is Slendy being mean again? Is it Ben? I swear I will throw him in a pool again." She said, growling. I ran my hand down my face. "No it's your boyfriend. He's been messy lately." I grabbed my clipboard and spoke again. "You aren't supposed to visit until tomorrow. Is something wrong?" She scratched her neck. "About that..." I didn't even let her finish, I knew it would be bad. Shadow could be reckless at times. I grabbed her arm and walked out the door. I threw her on the ground and grew to my natural height. About 9 and a half feet tall. My tentacles grew longer and grabbed her bringing her tiny form to my face. "What. Did. You. Do." I growled. "I may have or may not have told Zalgo where we live?" She squeaked. I dropped her and shrank back down to my human height of 5 feet and 7 inches. "How and Why?" I asked her as she rubbed her head. "You could have snapped my neck. And, I was visiting him and he tricked me by telling me that part of the treaty said we have to give our location so I did." I face palmed. "I gave everyone a copy of that treaty. I told you all to read it and read it to you all. Especially you Shadow, since you can go into both sides of the world." By this point everyone except Slenderman was outside. "What are you trying to say?" She replied with a glare. "All I'm saying is that at any point you could betray us and walk over there and tell your brother Zalgo everything." I replied calmly. She scoffed. "I wouldn't betray my family." "You already betrayed your brother. Why wouldn't you betray us?" She had her mouth open shocked at my words. I realized what I said and sighed. "Look I'm sor-" she cut me off by growling and turning away. She paused as if waiting for Jeff to say something before running off. I rubbed my head. Jeff started walking to get her but I grabbed his arm. "Don't. You can't cross the border. Let her walk it off." I told him. "To hell with the goddamn treaty or border. I don't care." He tried to walk again but my grip tightened. "You will be risking the sake of everyone here. Let her walk it off." He growled. He got out of my grip and walked inside. I turned and saw everyone standing there. Hoodie wasn't there. Slenderman wasn't either. I was thankful for that. They all looked at me almost like they were disappointed. I was glad I had a mask on. Even though I had no face I had trouble hiding my emotion. I teleported to my room and slammed the door. I quickly walked over to the bookshelf and pulled a book titled The Struggles of a Teenage Girl written by Missy, Shadow, and I. I wince at the name Shadow. I sighed as a secret room opened up and quickly walked in. The door immediately shut behind me. I turned on the light and the familiar room showed itself. There was a blood chandelier and a 50 inch flat screen TV set with a large variety of gaming consoles. There was a bar filled with various bottles of alcohol, another room that had a bathroom, also a loveseat and sofa that were extremely soft. It was my go to escape. Only Missy, Shadow, and I knew about it. I walked over to the bar a poured a glass of the strongest whiskey. I couldn't get drunk but could still be relaxed after a glass or two. I took off my mask and tossed it aside.

Hoodies POV
I went downstairs and saw literally no one. It was like a barren wasteland. I walked outside and saw everyone saddened. Masky saw me and walked over. He dragged me to our shared room and locked the door. "What's wrong with your girlfriend?" Was the first thing out of his mouth. "Uh" was the only sound I could make. What did he mean? "She has been snappy and mean to everyone. I understand she's like a manager around here but she is being weird. She snapped at Shadow. Shadow!! They never fight." He explained. "I'll go talk to her." I said. "Okay good. While your gone I'm going to go get some cheesecake and look at the chores for today." He then unlocked the door and walked out. I stood and walked out too, shutting the door behind me. As I walked through the hall and to her room I thought to myself. I wonder why she is all snappy. Is it our relationship? I need to spend some more time with her. But how can I when she is always working? I blame Slenderman. I broke my train of thought and opened her door. She wasn't inside. So I turned around when I heard the faintest sound of glass breaking. I may not see very well or react good, but when it comes to sounds, I am the best.
I walked to the bookshelf and listened. A groan? I looked at the bookshelf and immediately saw a book titled The Struggles of a Teenage Girl written by Darkness,Shadow,and Missy. I pulled it and the bookshelf opened like a door. I hurried in silently. The bookshelf quickly closed. I walked forward.
I saw a really big flat screen TV,a mini bar,love seats, another door,a blood chandelier, and my sobbing girlfriend in a corner with a broken glass bottle of Fireball Whiskey next to her. I rushed over avoiding the glass and held her tightly to my chest. She clutched my hoodie tightly as she cried. I took off my mask because I know how much she loves seeing me without it. She slowly stopped crying and just played with my brown locks of hair. I stared at her face with my baby blue eyes. Her face was a blank canvas. It was waiting to be able to express itself. I wanted to be the one to help her do that. I kissed her where her lips would be while gently holding her cheek. She held my neck to get me closer. I broke away and smiled. Her face split where her mouth was to form a smile. In this moment I knew it was going to be okay.

But only in this moment...