Sally
"Slendy?"
"Come in, child," he turned around in his chair, letting me run over to him before I climbed up onto his lap to take a look at his book.
"I have something I have to tell you," I admitted, pulling myself up onto his desk so I could look at him, "I went back to Bathory's town."
"I was wondering where you ran off to," he reached out, his hand resting on my head gently as he tried to run his fingers trough my hair; he lifted up a strand of curls and saw the dinosaur bandaid, his head tilting in curiosity.
"Batty's friend Persephone patched me up," I told him, "I was worried. They said they'd do anything to find Batty so I did a perimeter of the houses, but there was nothing there. Percy said she saw Jane and Kate though."
"They're honing in on her then," he sighed, pulling me into a hug, "thank you Sally. I'd prefer you let me know when you're leaving next time, but I am grateful for your forethought."
"I don't know what two of those words mean but I'm going to assume you just want me to tell you if I'm going to go snoop around."
"Exactly," he chuckled, "we'll have to be careful out there. I may have an idea for Bathory's first real mission though, if they've been seen in her town especially; she'll be more than eager to protect her territory."
"What happens if they go after Percy? Or Owen?" I asked him, "I don't want them to get hurt. They're good people, ones I don't want to play with. You know how rare that is."
"I do," he nodded, "if we find that they're in imminent danger, I will bring them into the house."
"Thank you," I gripped Charlie closer to me, "does Jeff know what happened to Batty yet?"
"I believe it may have surfaced recently, there was something passed between them earlier in the day," Slender sunk into thought, "they both seem to be okay though. I wouldn't worry about them."
"Good," I nodded, turning my head to the door as I heard fireworks go off outside, "can we go watch the show?"
"Of course, my child," he pushed back and helped me down to my feet, letting me hold his hand as we walked across the foyer to the front door, gathering in the clearing with everyone else as we watched the fireworks. I always loved the color. They looked like flowers.
Bathory
"Miki, use Fire Fang!"
"Grim, counter with U-Turn!"
I was standing in a clearing, fighting with Steven's Charizard furiously; Grim and I had devised training days with both of the Pokémon boys in order to help her get stronger. I watched as Grim dodged Miki's attack, instead whipping around and slamming into her back and knocking the dragon down. One more hit and she'd faint: I called for a Sky Uppercut and her pincer slammed into Miki, a cheer ringing out as Grim won the match.
"Yes baby!" I laughed, scooping her up in my arms as I jumped around excitedly, "finally!"
"Good job Miki," Steven murmured as he put her back in her pokeball, a proud gleam in his eyes, "you've done amazing. I'm so happy that Gligar got a good shot at growing up with a trainer by her side."
"I should be thanking you for giving me the chance to raise her," I cooed as I kissed her forehead, "my little sweet pea; I am a little surprised she hasn't evolved yet though."
"That's because she needs one of these!"
Gold burst out of the house in a huff, a triumphant smile on his face as he held something in the air: it was some type of fang, razor sharp and ancient. He'd wrapped it in a cord before draping it around Grim's neck, her little eyes widening as her tongue rolled out of her mouth happily.
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House Of Wolves (Creepypasta Fanfic)
FanfictionMy name is Bathory Hayes. I'll be eighteen soon, and I have to admit, I'm terrified of what's going to happen to me when I do. It all started a long time ago. I knew I wasn't the same as everyone, right from the start; usual cliche, I know, but it's...