Hi people. This is just another short fic that got caught in my head. Enjoy.

She knew she shouldn't be walking out so late at night. It was scary and cold for her little eight year old self.

But her mommy didn't pick her up from school. And she had waited till it got dark at the school for her. But mommy never came.

Mommy probably just fell asleep on the couch or something again, so Sarah didn't hold it against her. But Sarah was still scared.

The alleys in Miami were scary, with the smelly men laying on the ground, and the eyes that followed her. She didn't like it when they tried to touch her, so she ran. But tonight she couldn't.

Sarah had been walking down 32nd street, which was just a little ways away from her apartment, when he stepped out.

"Hey little girl~. Do you wanna play a game with me?" He watched her in a way that Sarah didn't like, so she ran from him. He eventually cornered her in a dead end alley, stalking over to her while smiling.

"Got you~. That was a fun game of CHASE, but I wanted to play a different game." He pouted, crouching in front of her. Sarah pressed herself against the wall, as his breath wafted across her face. It stunk like mommy did sometimes. The stink usually came after mommy drank from the bottles, so she figured this man had drunk from the bottles too.

He grabbed her arm hard, and began to fiddle with his pants. Sarah didn't know what he was doing, but he left his pants and reached for her pants. That scared her a lot, so she gave a small cry. She cried out because the people at school said it was bad.

"Stop… Please stop…" The man just chuckled at her, before opening her pants. Sarah shut her eyes as he reached down her pants.

And then the hand was gone. Sickening cracking and tearing noises echoed through the alley, making her squeeze her eyes shut even tighter. The sounds soon stopped, and Sarah opened her eyes.

A tall dark figure stood near her, bending over something. It turned its head to face her, making her pull back a little. It straightened up and walked over to her. Sarah noticed that he walked funny, like he almost wasn't walking at all.

It bent forward towards her, and held out its hand. Sarah looked at it cautiously, and smiled slightly. In its hand was a yellow daffodil. Sarah took the flower and looked at the figure again.

Now that it was close, Sarah saw it was a man. He had a giant grin and black, shiny eyes. He wore a spotted suit and a tiny hat, which made Sarah giggle a little. The grin seemed to grow larger, before becoming slightly serious.

The man bent down to her level. "My name is Splendorman. What's yours?" He didn't seem scary, and the scary man had gone when he had got here. Maybe he had scared the scary man away?

"My name is Sarah. Thank you for the flower." Splendorman gave another great grin.

"Why are you here in this alley? Where is your mom?" Sarah scuffed the ground with her foot, nervous.

"Mommy never came to pick me up, so I walked home." Splendorman's eyes tightened slightly at this.

Splendorman picked her up in his arms, cradling her to his body. "Do you want me to take you home?" Sarah gave a grin to rival Splendorman's.

"Yes please." After giving him directions to her place, Splendorman took off running towards the apartment.

They soon arrived at her apartment complex. Sarah grabbed Splendorman's hand, and took him to her apartment. Mommy had said never to bring strangers to their home, but he wasn't a stranger! He was Splendorman.

Splendorman took in the state of the house. Bottles of beer littered the floor, and stubbed out cigarettes lay smashed into the ragged furniture. His eyes tightened. This was unacceptable conditions for a child to be living in.

"Where is your mom's room?" He turned his head to face Sarah. Sarah pointed towards a room just off of the decrepit living room.

Splendorman slid towards the room, and pushed the door open from its position ajar. A man and woman lay on the bed, naked and barely covered by the sheet.

Splendorman leaned back out the door, stopping Sarah from coming to the bedroom door. "Is your dad home?"

Sarah shook her head. "Daddy left when I little. Why?" Splendorman saw red. This woman hadn't picked up her child because she wanted a fling. This was despicable.

"Can you wait in your bed room please?" Sarah nodded, she trusted Splendorman. She trotted down the hall and into her room. She heard a sound like the tearing and cracking sound, coming from where mommy's room was. It was like cloth ripping this time. What could it be?

Splendorman came into the room almost immediately after the sounds stopped. He knelt by her, smiling again.

"Would you like to come stay with me and my brother for a while?" Sarah nodded, but looked towards her mommy's room.

"I can't just leave mommy….." Splendorman lifted her up in his arms again, grinning.

"Your mom said you could." Sarah gave a smile, and hugged tightly to him.

His grin widened, before he took off. He slid down alleyways and past streets, till he reached the woods nearby. He trotted into the woods, holding a sleepy Sarah.

He soon reached a large, mansion-like building. He opened the door, careful not to jar Sarah. Slenderman was waiting for him in the foyer.

"Who's this?" Slenderman approached his brother and the half asleep girl in quick strides. Splendorman gave a grimace, which gave his brother pause. Splendorman rarely frowned.

"She was about to be raped in an alley, and when I brought her home, her mother was passed out with a man. Her own mother skipped picking her up for a fling. Bottles littered the floor, and I can feel her ribs, Slendy." Slenderman's body tensed.

It was a well-known fact that Slenderman 'kidnapped' kids from their families. However, all those kids were abused, and hurt. Of course, without the kid, the police never knew. Splendorman also did this, but usually he preferred to find orphans who were abandoned and make them happy.

"Did you…" Slenderman trailed off, acutely aware of the small child.

"No, I thought you might want to join in. I've got them waiting back at the apartment." Splendorman clutched the child a little tighter.

Sarah gave a small yawn. They were talking funny, none of what they were saying made any sense to her.

They took her up to a room, and put her in a bed before leaving the mansion. They loved kids, and if there was one thing that they hated, and would not tolerate, it was child abuse.

For they were abandoned by their parents, and unloved by all. And they won't let that happen to another child.

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