Slenderman X Reader Part 2

The night was uneventful, save for a few bumps in the night, and you slept soundly. When the morning came you were almost sad you had to leave your warm bed until the last night came back to you. Was Slenderman trying to kill you? Or was he simply pointing out you had caught real evidence of him? Nevertheless, you still hadn't made the cookies so you crawled out of bed and went to the kitchen to bake the cookies and make lunch for an outdoor picnic.

~small time skip~

The cookies freshly made along with (your favorite lunch) you were ready to try and find Slenderman in the woods. With a newly found confidence you trudged on into the woods to a meadow deep within them. The sun warm on your back you settled down on a blanket and took a bite of a cookie, your eyes scanning the tree line. "Hmm... I wonder if he's watching me.." you whispered to yourself, deeply interested in the taste of your delicious homemade cookies.

Then you started to notice something peculiar: the birds had ceased to sing and the wind died away. You knew immediately what was wrong, it happens in every scary movie, Slenderman was behind you without a doubt.

The light-headedness came to you once more and the static sound came from your mp3, determined not to let fear get the best of you, you sighed. "Well, that was predictable. If you had come from the woods to the side of me and kept to the corner of my eye, then maybe you could have built up suspense and scared me by jumping in front of me."

The static stopped but your head remained a little fuzzy. You shivered but held together as you felt a large hand on your hair, stroking it. A million thoughts raced through your head, the main one on if Slenderman is going to kill you. You froze up as you heard a voice that sounded like a man about thirty years of age. "I had no intention of killing you, I was merely interested in the way you have relentlessly searched for me. In this town I am obviously not sought after often, only by the doomed I am found, but you seem to want to find something in me that is not sinister."

Your voice caught in your throat, petrified at how spot on his inference was. "I- uh, umm..."

The hand stopped stroking and firmly gripped your shoulder, harshly pulling you to your feet. He twisted you around to face him, his facelessness only inches from your face, and he growled "I do not have any other side, only this murderous and frightening truth. You look to be a very bright girl so I implore you to leave this place and move to another home."

You didn't know what to say, one part of you was screaming to get away and obey his words but another part of you was begging to know more about this strange being. After a moment of tense silence Slenderman lifted you off your feet in a gesture of pure rage but something didn't feel right. If he wanted you gone he wouldn't have engaged in conversation at all and he definitely wouldn't have let himself get caught on camera. "Wait!" you cried moments before he heaved you into the bushes

He stopped and held you upside down in his tentacles "What is it now?" he questioned.

"Why didn't you kill me anyways? Why let me live but kill countless others for no reason? And why did you bother to talk to me? This is rather strange for a killer like you to suddenly NOT live up to your name." You and your questions probably just got you on his death list.

Slenderman's smooth face went from wrinkled in anger to stupefied blankness, he loosened his grip on you but not enough for you to fall. He spoke in a soft tone, you strained to hear him "You ask too many questions, but you are right to be in confusion. I have watched you as I watch all my victims but I found something in you that none of my other victims had: Fearlessness. And a lot of it, but you cannot simply challenge the unknown. I wanted to kill you at first, to end your curiosity, but then I became to enthralled in your antics. Your cleverness and your idiocy. Now do you have your answers?"

You could not even begin to believe what you had heard, he wanted to know you, not in love but in friendship, and you wanted to know what made him so... well, different. As if in a trance you let him put you down and you packed up your stuff, glancing up at the unreadable creature every once in a while before you started back home. Slenderman carefully grabbed your arm "I would like to speak with you tonight. 12:00 sharp, your home."

Glee filled you, an interview with Slenderman? How could you pass that up! You contained yourself and nodded slowly, pretending to still be in a trance. You went home and readied the house for your guest.