Dear Kath I am trying to be scary

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~Red~

I walked into the mansion, a little bit pissed off that my kill had been taken by Jeff and Ben. However, I couldn't do much unless I wanted to be killed. I flopped onto the living room couch, grumbling incoherently to myself. 

I really wanted to have that kill, since it was my first time going out to kill. Jeff and Ben came in a few minutes after me. Ben approached me cautiously, but once he decided I wasn't going to be of any threat to him, he sat next to me. "Did you see Masky and Hoodie in the woods? It looked like they were fighting," Ben commented thoughtfully. 

With a sigh, I shook my head. "No, I didn't see them. I was too focused on how pissed off Slenderman is going to be once he finds out you both killed someone without permission," I said, pettiness lacing my voice. Ben rolled his eyes, but couldn't respond as the front door flew open and loud shouts filled the main entry hall. "What the hell?" I muttered to myself, standing along with Ben. 

"Somebody get the hell over here and help us out!" Masky's voice rang through the house. Soon enough, everyone poured from their rooms to see what was going on.

 Even more curious than before, I peaked into the entry hall, blinking at the sight. Masky and Hoodie were holding down a male who looked extremely bloody and violent. 

Hoodie had a gash in his shoulder, revealing torn muscle, but it didn't seem to bother him too much as he struck the male over the head. The hit managed to knock the male unconscious for a few minutes as Jeff and EJ came out to grab the mysterious male by his arms, dragging him from the entry hall. 

"Christ, the psychopath f*****g bit Hoodie!" Masky seethed, holding his arm that seemed limp and useless. 

I frowned. Who was that guy? He looked like a mess. What did he do? "Who is he?" I piped up, causing the two proxies to glance over at me.

Hoodie grunted with effort as he struggled to stand properly. "Giovanni Marshall. He prefers Geno," he breathlessly answered. "A psychotic cannibal. Slenderman's been watching him for a few weeks now."

'A psychotic cannibal? Don't we have one already?' I thought to myself, glancing over to watch EJ pull the unconscious male to a door that I learned led to the basement. I chewed my bottom lip before shrugging. 'I'll go meet this psychotic cannibal once everything clears up,' I decided.

~Geno~

My mind filled with an intense fog, preventing me from remembering what had happened to me correctly. I moved my head slightly and winced, groaning quietly at the pain the shot through the back of my head. s**t, what did I get myself into this time? I opened my eyes and looked around. It was so dark. And cold. Was I in a basement? Did I get kidnapped? Me, the notorious France Killer, Geno, got kidnapped? It was enough to make me laugh. 

I licked my dry lips, allowing myself to adjust to the darkness. The taste of blood filled my taste buds and I almost moaned. It was such a delicious thing. The situation that I was in caused me to suddenly remember what had happened. I believed I was on my way home to Nova, but I was kidnapped by two men who somehow easily overpowered me, dragging me to the woods. I panicked, bit a large chunk of skin of the one with an orange hoodie, but was dragged to a large mansion anyway. I was knocked out afterwards.

Just at the memory, I sighed. Out of irritation, anger, disappointment... Who knows? Before I could begin to think of a way to get out of my restraints, my eye caught a small hint of movement and my head snapped in that direction. The faint outline of someone stood against the wall, their cold eyes glaring at me. I grinned. "And who are you?" I purred, although I had no apparent expression on my face. The attack I made on the orange hoodie guy made me desperate to have another taste. I haven't had raw flesh in days. I was willing to beg for someone to let me bite them. 

"One of the three proxies," the figure replied smoothly, a harsh crack echoing through the room. It sounded like a bone snapping out of place. This person was definitely a guy though, I could tell. A dangling light above me flickered on and I flinched at the harsh light, squinting my eyes.

 The man walked into the light and I got a pretty clear description of his face. He wore a mouth guard that hung loosely around his neck. His skin was sickly pale, almost as pale as my own, but it was almost... a light grey. His hair was a dark brown color, messily flying in all directions. The only thing that held his hair back from falling over his forehead was his orange goggles. "So, Giovanni--"

"It's Geno," I hissed. I f*****g hated that name. "Don't ever call me Giovanni."

The man stared blankly at me, before his shoulder popped out of place. I curiously watched him glance at it before using his other arm to pop it back into place. He didn't seem to have a problem with it. Did he not feel the pain? "Anyway, Geno. 

We're keeping you contained until we can prove you won't be a threat to anyone in the mansion," the man continued, his voice occasionally cracking, but he easily recovered from those. "I'm Toby and I'm responsible for keeping you in your place." A sadistic grin spread over Toby's face at his own statement.

I simply grinned, revealing my sharp teeth that I had filed down myself. I wasn't immune to pain like this freak of nature was, so it took me a long time to sharpen them. "Or, perhaps I'll be keeping you in your place. I'm not the type to be handled easily," I said with a smirk. Toby raised an eyebrow but chuckled, amused by how I had not been intimidated by him. Either that, or he was amused by how I flirted with him shamelessly. "Why keep me contained? Why not just let me go?" I suddenly asked. 

Toby crossed his arms. "Slenderman thinks you'll just continue killing people. He doesn't know if you're a real threat to the public--"

"Wait," I stopped him, a grin forming. "The Slenderman? Since when does that fucker care about what I do." I let out a chuckle. I had met Slenderman over three months ago and he had given me permission to continue my business without him interfering. Not like his permission mattered, I'd continue what I wanted to do. "I kill people every other day, I'm not some psycho who kills whenever I see someone that f*****g moves," I snapped angrily.

Before Toby could do something to stop me from speaking poorly about Slenderman, a door cracked open. Both of us turned towards the sound and I saw an unfamiliar girl peaking in. The sight of her exposed skin made my mouth water. "Red," Toby said, straightening. "You shouldn't be here."

The girl stared at me with wide eyes, not bothering to acknowledge Toby. I smirked, "Hey, sweetheart. C'mere and release me. I'll make it worth your while," I offered with a flirtatious grin. The girl's cheeks grew pink, but Toby didn't let her say anymore. 

He grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the room. I watched them leave, listening to make sure Toby wouldn't be coming back. His footsteps gradually faded before I was left in complete silence. Good. I shimmied and shuffled in place, trying to grab my pocketknife in my back pocket with my restrained hand. I grabbed it and began to cut through the ropes securing me. I sat up and rubbed the red on my wrists.

Listening carefully, I left the room, entering another. I narrowed my eyes. Yes, this definitely was a basement. I carefully made my way upstairs, avoiding obvious creaks. I left the basement, effortlessly moving through the hallways. I had better hearing than a normal person, so I could easily hear if someone was coming. I heard similar footsteps that belonged to the girl. Red, was her name? She turned the corner and I shoved her against the wall, holding my pocket knife against her neck.

 Her skin was so soft. I focused on my escape. "Get me out of here and I won't kill you," I whispered eerily in her ear. Her breath caught in her throat and I figured she'd obey. I used her silence to lick her pale skin. My eyes rolled to the back of my head at the taste as the girl quivered.

"Who are you to tell me what to do," she demanded, but her voice was almost as quiet as mine. Trembling, even. She was scared. "Get the f**k off me and I won't get Jeff to kill you."

I was about to speak, when I heard more footsteps. Toby. And someone else I didn't know. I pushed myself away from Red, slipping into another room. Hopefully that woman won't rat me out. I stayed silent, listening for anyone that could potentially find me.

 Where even was I? After making sure nobody was following me, I turned to examine the room. I froze, staring into the eyes of another woman. She had a white mask on, the eyes and lips painted black. Her attire was black and she had beautiful black hair. In her hand, she held a knife that was way bigger than mine.

"How did you escape?" she demanded from behind the mask, her hand wrapped tightly around the knife handle.

I put my hands up like I had been caught by police, smirking lightly at her. "Ropes can't bind me, babe," I teased. Before she could speak, the door flew open, smacking my back and causing me to fly forward. I stumbled into the girl, causing both of us to fall onto the bed that was behind her.

 I smirked, winking at her before standing, turning to face the intruder. The tall, faceless man stared at me with a demonic presence, his tendrils swishing around him menacingly. I grinned, unable to feel a hint of intimidation. What was he going to do? Nothing. "Slenderman!"

"YOU HERE NOW"he yelled at me, who the hell was this guy their was no way I was going to listing to his guy " what the f**k" the girl said to him while looking at me with one eye on me and the other eye on her knife that flew out of her hand when I fell on her,