Proxy in Command (Creepypasta X Reader)

Chapter 19

I saw Zalgo summon up a much bigger and sharper sword. He raised it high, aiming it for my neck.

Is this truly the end? Why was I so weak? I'm known to be strong,  so why wasn't I in this case?

I couldn't keep my eyelids open much longer so I forced them shut. I had to accept death.

"Get away from her!" I heard someone yell. His voice wasn't familiar.  I slowly opened my eyes and saw two figures attacking each other. Someone who looked as if he was human was fighting off Zalgo. Since my vision was still a blur, I could only tell he was wearing black clothing.

Maybe it was the loss of blood or the fact I was losing consciousness, but I saw that the person who saved me teleported in front of me. He held me in his arms before grabbing my backpack.

"Stay alive Y/N!" He begged.

I noticed he was wearing a black hoodie. My initial thought was that he was E.J since he did teleport but as I saw his facial features, he was human. I couldn't tell much but he had bleached hair.

"This might hurt for a bit but hold on!" He yelled as he held me tighter.

I glanced behind his shoulder and saw Zalgo pulling a dagger out of his chest while glaring at me.

I then felt the world spin once again before I noticed we were in a dark place. He had teleported us somewhere.

"Who are you?" I whispered before I completely lost consciousness.

/~~~/

After Slenderman argued with Offenderman, he left the dining room to his office to avoid more arguments.

Offenderman growled as he glared at the spot Slenderman left. He turned around to see the pastas still in shock after hearing Ben's revelation.

Splendorman sat up as he looked down at his plate. He wasn't hungry but he wanted to avoid eye contact with the others.

"I think I'm going to excuse myself." He said before teleporting away.

Offenderman sighed before sitting back in his seat. He understood why his brother reacted like this, he and Y/N had a much closer relationship in the past. Splendor had also told him he wanted to get that relationship back after her mission, but unfortunately, that was now impossible.

"I refuse to believe she died. She's Y/N L/N! She wouldn't go down without a fight!" Jeff exclaimed.

Masky nodded. "What if she escaped and she's on her way here?" he suggested.

Ben shook his head, "I tracked her phone remember?"

"Are we doing a funeral for her?" Sally whispered as she silently cried in front of L.J's chest. 

"A funeral on her birthday wouldn't be the best idea," Trenderman answered her. "But knowing my brother, he would want to hold one as soon as possible to get over our grief."

"Slenderman mentioned he wanted to start training for the battle against Zalgo," Offenderman clenched his fists when he spoke his name. "Because that motherfucker will wake up today and we have no idea of his intentions."

Trenderman snapped his head to look at him. "How do you know about his awakening? We knew it was around this time."

"Because Slenderman confessed it to me last night," he grunted in anger as he recalled his conversation. 

/~~~/

For the past few hours, Splendor sat at the edge of her bed as he stared at her pillow. Memories swirled around his head as recalled spending his time with her.

Before Y/N turned 8, she and he had a tight relationship. Her eyes sparkled whenever he came over to visit her and Slenderman. As time went on, she was more dedicated to her training to become the head proxy. Her bright smiles turned into a dull expression. Their walks around the forest were replaced with her solo missions. Uncle Splendy was replaced with Splendorman or Splendor if he got lucky.

He closed his eyes as he started to regret that he didn't attempt to retrieve that relationship. He just let it slip. Now, it was too late to get it back.

Both Offender and Trender opened the door only to see their brother in emotional pain.

"We figured you would be here," Trender quietly spoke as he sat on the other edge of the bed.

Offender sat near her pillows as he let out a heavy sigh. He also regretted not being able to talk to her as her uncle on her final days that she was in the mansion. Instead, he was teaching her things that she needed to know to survive on her mission.

"Do you think she knew her birthday was the same day as his awakening?" Splendor whispered.

"It makes sense why she despised her birthday so much," Trender answered him. "I can't believe she kept that to herself for ten years."

Offender looked at Splendor with a confused expression. "I announced his awakening after you left. How did you know?"

"I had my suspicions," he answered. "Zalgo disappeared a few weeks before her birthday. I thought it was strange he hadn't awoken yet. Y/N's thoughts about her birthday also gave it away."

"Seems as history is repeating itself," Trenderman mumbled as he looked out towards the door. He wanted to make sure no one had been listening to their conversation. "I fear Slenderman will expect Sally to replace her."

If Offenderman had eyes, he would have rolled them. "I will never understand his decisions. If he made Y/N immortal then we wouldn't have to deal with this pain and he would have had his head proxy still alive."

"He does what he believes is right," Splendor reminded him. "I just wish I understood his reasoning."

For a few minutes, they sat in silence. They each took their time to recall their favorite memories of their niece.

Accepting her death was like swallowing a hard pill. They have watched her grow for years. Now, they didn't know how they would be able to move on.

"We talked about holding a funeral for her," Trenderman broke the silence. "We don't know when, but we assume it will be soon. That's the least we can do."

Splendor sat in silence before his sobs broke out. He couldn't keep his emotions in control anymore.

After watching their brother break down in front of them, Offender and Trender sat next to him and formed into a group hug.

"I miss her so much!" Splendor choked out as he embraced their hugs.

"We miss her too," Offender muttered before looking at the rain through the windows. The sky was crying alongside them.