"Slenderman's orders."

His father pulled his hair in distress. "Zen! You can't trust him! He's one of the immortals that wanted to kill us!"

Zen stood still as he looked at him without emotion. He didn't want to believe him.

"Zen, I was going to tell you about our bloodline backstory in a few years but I see now how that was a mistake." He glanced at the bedsheets as he took a deep breath. His life depended on it. "Long ago, Silas L/N achieved immortality from a witch. He thought immortality ran through his generation but when his kid died, he murdered her. The witch cursed our bloodline with us being the bodyguards of others while having inhumane strength. Our kind was spreading fast and immortals were killing us. I even had to kill one immortal with your uncle that was planning on killing us. Your uncle died!"

"But why did they kill them? What was the reason!"

"Because an oracle stated the last L/N descendant will kill the most powerful immortal! The immortals took that as a threat! You and your sister will be seen as a threat to Zalgo if you kill me. We're the last ones Zen."

Although Zen has been with Slenderman for a few years, he knew how dangerous Zalgo was. Slenderman stated how he was a threat to him but hasn't mentioned anything about his backstory. Zen kept his last name a secret. Slenderman didn't know he was a L/N descendant yet he was sent to kill them.

"Sister? It seems you guys were busy instead of searching for me!"

His father started to cry. "Zen, please! You can't kill your sister!"

Zen's eyes darkened. "So you guys were busy finding a replacement instead of searching for your son." He stepped closer to his father.

"Zen please!" His father begged. "She's special! You can't kill her! She's the first female with the L/N bloodline."

"Watch me." He grabbed a small dagger that was strapped from his thigh and threw it in the middle of his father's head.

Blood scattered throughout the bed, leaving the white sheets stained. His father's face froze with a shocked expression as he died.

Zen left the room, not caring about the corpse in the room. He glared at the door to the nursery room. This baby was his replacement; he only cared about killing her with no mercy.

He opened the door to the room. His eyes widened, dropping his dagger. He fell to his knees at the sight of her. He felt something that he couldn't explain as if something sparked inside him. A feeling that made him want to protect her.

His sister stood on the crib with a pacifier in her mouth. Her eyes glowed with curiosity as she looked at him. The white curtains were slightly open, letting the moonlight shine on her as if she was an angel.

He stood frozen for a couple of seconds as he remembered his father's words about them being personal bodyguards. He started to believe everything he said.

Zen slowly got up to walk up toward her, not taking his eyes off from her. He gently carried her in his arms, placing her head on his chest. She closed her eyes, embracing his warmth.

He softly used his thumb to run across her cheek. He swore he would protect her from everyone including Slenderman and Zalgo. After all, it's them both against the world.

(~ Four Years later~)

After the girl took the hit to protect Slenderman, she had been unconscious for hours. Zalgo said before leaving that she would die if she didn't wake up in twenty-four hours. Twenty-two hours passed and Zen grew desperate. He couldn't let her die, he had to do something.

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