Hey guys! Sequel time!

I'm so happy. This chapter makes me happy because it's the beginning of a new story!

PERSONAL NEWS: Um, so today I had to go to the hospital to get an abscess cut open. Therefore, I'm off work the next two days because this thing is a fucking bitch. However, that means I have plenty of time to write!

Also, here's an idea of what Audrey's proxy mask looks like (except with red lips, bullet hole and x's) .

So hope you guys enjoy!

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Warmth was seeping into my bones. I could feel him before I saw him. My smile was genuine despite having awoken from a painful nightmare. I was surprised to find him here. I rolled over, still half-asleep. His blank face was peaceful. Lazy moonlight bathed him in cool white softness. I let my fingertips draw across Slender's arm and chest. He murmured something unintelligible in his sleep. I smiled wider, letting his warmth envelop me. I closed my eyes. I thought back.

I'd whispered good-bye. I had fully believed I was dying. According to Slender, I had died. He'd heard my heart stop. But he wouldn't let me. He snatched me up in every tentacle and both arms and poured every piece of himself into healing me. My heart had started beating again, and my wounds had started closing. Using so much energy had caused the Operator to pass out. We had lain in the snow for hours, both of us unconscious. Slender had awoken first and Slenderwalked us to the house we were in now. He'd taken us north, deep in Alberta, Canada: away from Jeff and toward a more peaceful existence.

The Slenderman had also made me his proxy. I knew that meant I had to do whatever he told me, but that was all I knew. What did this mean for me? For us? I was so confused.

Slender stirred. I smiled, caressing his face. "Good morning," I whispered, blinking slowly. He ran his fingers through my hair.

"Good morning, Audrey," he whispered back. He gently thumbed the notch in my ear. The permanent reminder of my encounter with Jeff the Killer made him sad, and it also enraged him. I pushed his hand away from the notch. He let his hand slip down my side, resting in the gentle curve of my waist. "You were having nightmares again. My presence calmed you, so I stayed."

I blushed and smiled. "Thank you." I could hear the adoration and fear in his voice. I pushed him over onto his back. I straddled his hips and leaned down, kissing him slowly to make his heart melt. My palms slid across his bare chest. He dug his fingertips into my shoulder blades where the scars still glimmered gently beneath my white tank top. Slender broke away and sighed gently. He took my hands in his. I smiled again, tilting my head down. My hair cascaded down; the ends tickled his face.

"You're so goddamn beautiful."

As odd as that sounded coming from the Slenderman, it was still so sweet. It made me grin like an idiot. I didn't even know how to respond. I just kind of babbled uselessly for a couple seconds before I finally gave up. I heard him snicker a little at my speechlessness. I rolled off of him and hopped onto the floor. I peeked out of the window at the snow-covered woods. The sun was just starting to rise. I turned around and started down the stairs. It was cold in this old house, but I absolutely hated sleeping with pants on. So I opted for freezing to death.

I waltzed into the kitchen and opened up the fridge. I took out the milk carton. I dug through the cabinets until I found a bowl and a box of Fruity Pebbles. I filled the bowl with cereal and milk. Just need a spoon, I thought absently. I rifled through drawers, coming up empty each time. "Slender, where's the silverware?" I called up the stairs.

He appeared beside me; I yelped and jumped. I clutched my chest. My heart was beating wildly. "You just scared the piss out of me."

"Sorry." I could hear the smirk in his voice. I rolled my eyes as he waved a spoon triumphantly in his face. I sat down and started devouring the cereal. Slender seemed to raise an eyebrow. "You know, it isn't going to run away from you."

"Shut up, I'm hungry." I swallowed the mouthful I was currently mumbling around. "How'd you know what to get for me?"

"I have my ways." Slender tapped my nose. I wrinkled it and spooned more Fruity Pebbles into my mouth.

"So…now that I'm your proxy…what does that mean for me?" I looked up at him, halting my vicious assault on the cereal.

Slender folded his hands on the table. "When I take a proxy, I mark them. They are mine. They do anything and everything I ask of them. In exchange, I protect them and give them each a supernatural ability to better serve me. For example, the Observer has taken the ability to manipulate time and space, as he collects any information I need, whenever I need it."

I nodded, letting this sink in.

"Masky has taken the ability to Slenderwalk."

"What does he use it for?"

"He uses it place the pages on the trees. It is a surprisingly effective trap. He also uses it to scare a victim into the woods where I wait for them. Hoody has taken on supernatural senses, such as hearing, sight, smell and strength."

"That's not one ability!" I protested.

"It's what you might call a bundle." He smiled at me, and I rolled my eyes again. "Anyway, my proxies also take on a second identity. The often create a symbol and mask for themselves. They choose a name as well. This keeps them from being hunted and recognized by humans."

I sighed, thinking about everything Slender was saying. I was a little bit uncomfortable. "I don't know if I'm comfortable with being a proxy," I murmured eventually.

"Audrey, think about this. I can give you power. I can protect you. Please." He was practically begging me. The Operator took my hand. I picked the spoon up and swirled it around the milk in my bowl. "I can't lose you."

I stayed silent for a long time. I had an issue with, essentially, being Slender's puppet. I never liked being controlled, but to be controlled by my significant other? That was bothering me a lot. I swallowed another spoonful of cereal while I thought about it. Static licked at the air gently. Slender was stressed.

Finally, I nodded. "Okay." The static evaporated. A soft, warm hum fluttered against my ears. I smiled. I knew this was what I needed. I couldn't go back home. Jeff the Killer was waiting for me there. But here I was safe. With Slender, I was safe. Mostly, I thought, remembering the time he had almost choked me to death at the Oktoberfest party.

"You need a name and a mask," he reminded me.

"I know." I drummed my fingers against the wood as I thought. Slender handed me a white blank mask and several sharpies. I grabbed the black one, drawing the sugar skull design from Halloween. I drew dots underneath one eye, going from medium to small as they curled up to the corner. I did this under the other eye, too. I picked up a dark red one, coloring the lips the bold color. I doodled at the corner of the lips, giving it the illusion that it was melting or that blood was dripping from her mouth. I drew a bleeding bullet hole in the center of the forehead, drawing the blood down the bridge of her nose. I finished with matching x's over each eye. I looked at the mask, admiring it.

"It's perfect," he rumbled darkly, gripping the back of my chair. He leaned down and purred in my ear. "What will you call yourself, darling?"

My whole body trembled as he kissed my neck. I closed my eyes, allowing thoughts to skitter around my brain. I needed something delicate, but also something imposing. I wanted something deadly, but feminine. I opened my eyes.

"Muerta. It means 'dead woman' in Spanish." I slid the mask on for effect. Slender lifted the mask and kissed me hard.

"It's perfect."