The city of Edgeforest was once a bustling metropolis. But one day, suddenly all communication to the outside world ceased. A team of investigative reporters went to the city to find out what was going on, and discovered that it had been almost totally destroyed. The few survivors, which included Mayor Curtis O'Donnell, were now insane, constantly babbling about a huge white dragon with blazing red eyes and a horrible grin that stretched from ear to ear. To this day, it's a mystery what actually happened during those 24 hours of silence. The most common explanation is terrorists. But that doesn't explain the craters that look like gigantic human footprints littering the streets...
Jane felt the weight lift from on top of her. Someone had freed her. But whom?
Before she could finish that thought, she was suddenly sitting upright in a wheelchair. She appeared to be in the middle of the forest outside of the city. The black silhouette of a tall man with long, wild hair was in front of her. He was wearing rectangular glasses that seemed to glow on their own. "I repaired your body as well as I could, but with The Operator so weak, I could only do so much..."
"Wh-WHO ARE YOU?!" Jane stammered.
"I am The Observer. I am the voice of The Operator, the one you mortals call Slenderman. I have saved you because he has...a problem."
"What sort of problem?"
"As you may have noticed, Jeff, your enemy, has become more powerful. This is because he now has the ability to steal the life-force of The Operator's species and use it to make himself stronger. Because I am a Slenderperson as well, I cannot safely combat him. But you and Jeff have been shown to be evenly matched in the past. I have chosen you to help the other Proxies stop him before he absorbs the other Slenderpeople and becomes a god. Do you accept?"
Jane didn't even hesitate. "HELL YES!"
Meanwhile, on Main Street in the town of Kingsburg, Lauren Poppyrun was running for her life from the faceless creature that was stalking her. Why, oh why, did she pick up that rose? She ducked into the condemned building at the corner. She thought she would be safe there, but she didn't know that Jeff was resting there.
Incubus followed the woman's scent into a dilapitated building. Upon entering it, he instantly found her...dead, with a large kitchen knife in her back. The rose she had been holding was trampled, the petals smeared all over the floor. Incubus was enraged. Who...who was responsible for this?!
He soon got his answer, as a skinny teenager in a bloody striped shirt and black pants strolled into view. His face and hands were pure white, he had black circles around his eyes, and his mouth...oh my. The sides of his mouth had been slit, forming a twisted, carved smile. He was chewing on a candy bar nonchalantly. He clearly didn't give a shit.
"YOOOOU!!!" Incubus roared.
The youth looked up. "Me?"
"YOU KILLED MY VICTIM! YOU...YOU DON'T JUST KILL MY VICTIM!"
"You don't have to shout, baldy." The kid finished his candy bar, and haphazardly tossed the wrapper behind him.
Incubus sputtered in rage. "B-BALDY?!" he bared rows upon rows of shining fangs, and his tendrils ripped out of his trenchcoat. "YOU TAKE THAT BACK!"
"I'm Jeff the Killer. I don't have to take anything back. What are you gonna do about it? Huh? I bet you couldn't hit me with those stupid tendrils if you tried. In fact..." he pulled off his bloody shirt, revealing a ribby torso that was every bit as white as his face and hands. "...I'm gonna give you a head start."
Incubus' mark was straight and true; he shot a tendril straight into the little bastard's chest, pinning him against the wall.
Jeff slumped over, seemingly dead. Now that that was over, he could...wait. Why wasn't the tendril coming out? It was...stuck?!
Jeff raised his head, and grinned toothily at the confused Slenderman.
"W-what is this?!" Incubus said aloud. This...this had never happened before...
Jeff's red eyes glowed brightly, and he started laughing. "Ha ha. Ha ha ha ha. HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!"
This...clearly wasn't supposed to happen. Something was seriously wrong.
"YOU FOOL! YOU UTTER FOOL! YOU WALKED RIGHT INTO MY TRAP! NOW...YOUR POWER IS MINE!"
Incubus started to feel dizzy as Jeff greedily drained lifeforce from him. The rippling muscles which he had been so proud of began to recede, and his other tendrils started to go limp. This wasn't fun AT ALL. Thankfully, the draining quickly slowed down to a trickle.
"OOOHH!!!! MMMM!! Sorry. I didn't realize how DELICIOUS your power is. Ah..." Jeff said, rubbing his belly, which was now rock-hard with bulging abs. "I'm going to take my time and savor eeeeevery last drop of your energy. Heh heh heh."
Incubus shuddered. Oh god...he was being utterly violated. And there was nothing he could do about it.Oh yes, there was. He could still teleport away from this nightmare. Or at least, he hoped he could. It was a gamble, since he was getting weaker by the second and it might not work. But he had to try. He concentrated, and focused on the outside of the building. His claws started to fade from sight...but then, they just as quickly, they reappeared. Oh no...it wasn't working.
"OH NO YOU DON'T!" Jeff yelled. He yanked the tendril and flung Incubus against the wall with more force than the terrified Slenderperson had ever seen in a human. "I HATE fast food." Jeff reeled him in closer. "It looks like I'm going to have to drain harder now. You should have cooperated. Now hold still and this will go quickly."
As Incubus watched in horror, Jeff started growing, both in height in musculature, at a rapid pace. Now he was taller than Incubus himself, and still getting bigger. Soon he was straining against the room's 15-foot ceiling. "UNH!!!! YES! YES!!! MOOORE!!!" he bellowed, the surge of power and pleasure almost overwhelming. Slenderman's power had been more potent, but this ones' just felt so GOOD!
But he stopped draining instantly as he felt a piercing sensation in his foot. "WHA?" He looked down. There were two teenagers stabbing him in the foot with knives. One of them had his face concealed by a hood, and the other was wearing a feminine-looking white mask. Jeff grinned, and stooped down. "WELL, WELL, WELL. IF IT ISN'T SLENDERMAN'S LITTLE FRIENDS. COME TO RESCUE HIS BROTHER, HAVE YOU? WELL, I DON'T NEED TO BE AT FULL POWER TO DEAL WITH YOU GNATS!" He plucked Incubus' tendril from his chest and punched a hole in the floor. He stuffed the weakened Slenderperson into the hole and tied his tendrils together. He turned back to Hoody and Masky and let out a thunderous roar. He flexed his gigantic muscles and stomped hard, causing the room to shake violently.
Jeff tried to smash the two Proxies with his fists, but they were darting around like blasted cockroaches. "HOLD STILL, YOU! RAAAR!"
Jane wheeled in through the back door. Hopefully the diversion Hoody and Masky were providing was working.
Jeff stopped what he was doing and sniffed the air. He narrowed his eyes and snorted. "JANE."
He should have known that bitch had tricked him back at the river. And now she was in cahoots with Slenderman somehow. Well, she wasn't going to mess up his plans THIS time.
Jeff turned around, and Incubus was gone from the hole. He growled.
Jane wheeled her way towards the back door, carrying Incubus over her shoulder. With her strength, carrying him was no problem, and it helped that being drained had made him much lighter. Just a little further...
An enormous white tail slammed down in front of her, blocking the exit. She looked up and Jeff was staring down at her. "WHERE DO YOU THINK *YOU'RE* GOING, SWEETIE?"
Jane tried using her pyrokinesis, but it was now weaker than it used to be. The Observer wasn't kidding when he told her her body wasn't quite fully repaired. It still seemed to affect the behemoth, though. "YEOWCH!" Jeff yelled as small flames enveloped his tail. He lifted it from the door and grasped it, blowing on it and patting out the flames. Jane sped out of the building in her wheelchair, Incubus in tow.
As he was sucking on the tip of his tail, Jeff saw Hoody and Masky approach him. He dropped his tail, and snarled. "I MAY HAVE LOST THE SLENDERMAN, BUT I'LL STILL GET *YOU!*" He inhaled deeply, and spewed a volley of massive fireballs from his mouth. The Proxies dodged them, and scrambled around again. Jeff growled again. "I'M REALLY GETTING TIRED OF THIS!" He ripped up the floorboards and crushed the furniture, looking for them. Thanks to his fireballs, the room was now starting to go ablaze.
Masky saw one of the support pillars and got an idea. He came from his hiding place and jumped in front of it. "NO! What are you...?!" cried Hoody.
"Trust me, I know what I'm doing."
Jeff saw him and smirked. He wound his arm backwards. Masky got ready. "PEEKABOO. HERE COMES MY FIST!!!" Jeff said, his fist hurtling toward the masked man with the force of three freight trains.
Masky darted away, and Jeff shattered the support beam. The two Proxies ran out of the burning building as it started to collapse on the giant.
Jane, Hoody and Masky were teleported back to the cabin as soon as they were at a safe distance. Jane hoped the building collapsing on Jeff would kill him, but in her heart she knew it would take a lot more than that to stop Jeff the Killer.
And she was right. Back at the site of the collapse, Jeff burst from out of the rubble. He was now almost normal size again. He still had some of the power, but not much. If Jane and those little nerks were going to interrupt his feeding like this every time, he'd never reach godhood. He had to be more careful in his stalking from now on.
Speaking of stalking, it had been a while since he had gone on one of his old-fashioned killing sprees. He decided that he would have a little fun before seeking his next meal.
Written by Furbearingbrick
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