"Not to mention Toby is immune to pain. The bullet wouldn't hurt him at all. I'd say that was a very idiotic move from you."

He purposely didn't mention that he was immortal and was going to live.

"I don't regret taking the hit, although I wish I had figured it out sooner," I admitted.

Slenderman nodded before spinning his chair to the side. "Come here. I can't guarantee that I'll properly heal you but I'll try. I don't want it to be in the way of training."

Of course, he just thought about how it impacted training and not my wellbeing. 

I walked up beside him, afraid if he would notice that my wound was slightly healed.

He lifted the hem of my sweater and I couldn't help but back away.  Slenderman took notice but brushed it off before proceeding to lift it higher. For a split second, I swore I saw Zalgo in front of me. Slenderman then wrapped his tendril around my waist before he started to heal me. I closed my eyes as I hoped I wouldn't see Zalgo anymore. Unlike Zen's warm feeling, I felt a cold sensation on my wound. His tendril then slowly unraveled. I looked down at my wound and saw that it was now just a scar.

Slenderman leaned back as he held his head.

"Sir, are you alright?"

"I'm not used to healing people so it does take a huge strain on me. Just know this will be the last time I heal you. I will not risk degrading my powers for your foolish acts and pay the price. Is that understood?"

I gulped before nodding, "Yes, sir."

I was lucky that Slenderman had taught me how to close up my mind in these situations. If he hadn't then he would have known that I knew the others were immortals unlike me. I also would have shouted a few cuss words at him knowing that if I was immortal, I wouldn't be here. All of my respect had disappeared days ago.

(...)

"Today we'll be practicing fighting with partners just so I can see how much you've improved during my absence.  I do hope to see some improvement or else we'll spend an extra hour here, is that understood?"

The pastas nodded before Slenderman started calling them up.

"Jeff and Liu, will you both please come up."

Both of them had a smirk on their faces seeing as they believed they would win. I rolled my eyes before standing back with Slenderman to watch them fight.

"Liu, do me a favor and don't go easy on me. I know I'm your little brother, but I can take it."

Liu scoffed. "You think you can defeat me, jack o lantern."

"Why you little piece of sh-"

"ENOUGH!" Slenderman yelled with his arms crossed in front of his chest. "You are both acting like children. Channel your anger in fighting. I hope to see that when we battle Zalgo."

Zalgo's words had still not left my mind. He stated that we would fail and at this point, I'm starting to see why.

Jeff sprinted towards Liu with his knife at hand. Both of them had a determined expression as they kept hitting their weapons at each other.

I noticed Jeff had lots of opportunities to hit Liu but had failed to take action. Liu eventually kicked the knife out of his hand and started swinging at him. Jeff had no choice but to avoid it by backing away and ducking.  He then kicked his brother on the calf which made Liu drop to his knees and let go of the knife. Jeff jumped over him before tackling him. They kept rolling to remain on the top which earned some laughs and whistles from the pastas. Slenderman had his hand on his forehead in disappointment.  I deeply breathed out before separating them and kicking them on the stomachs.

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