Dressed to Kill

“Ow! You asshole!”
My brother laughed at me for a few minutes, whilst I tried to pull out the knife he had aimed at my shoulder.
I finally pulled it out and saw my skin start to heal.
One of the pros of being in psycho mode is that you heal quickly.
“It’s not funny!” I ran to him and stabbed him in the stomach.
He kept laughing.
“Agh! Bitch!”
I ran but he jumped on top of me and we both fell to the ground. I grabbed my knife whilst he pulled out his extra one and we stared to stab each other everywhere except our face, chest, neck, elbows, hips or knees, because those hurt like hell.
“Okay, guys, we’re done” Damon shouted, walking to us.
We got up and looked at each other, bursting out laughing. I hugged him and kissed his cheek before messing his hair. He kissed my cheek and slapped my butt.
We laughed for a bit more, when we saw Noah and Maddie, my best friends, run up to us.
Noah was my demon best friend and she was Damon’s nephew, she had straight shoulder-length caramel hair with green sparkling eyes, whilst Maddie was my mermaid best friend, or my bestest friend and she had curly dark brown hair with a side fringe that went down to her butt and she had big hazel eyes.
“Hey, girls, what’s up?” I asked.
“Well, I wanted to tell my uncle to tell you guys you have to go out tonight. There’s gonna be a group of teenagers camping in the forest, so that means plenty of easy homicides for tonight” she cheered.
“Perfect, at what time do we need to be there?” Jeff raised an eyebrow.
“Hmm… you should start getting ready, the sun is beggining to go down” Maddie looked at the sky.
“Well, thank you girls” I hugged them both, “I’m going to change” I yelled, rushing to the cabin we were at.
I changed into my killer ‘uniform’, which consisted in a black dress with a peter pan white collar. I had to wear garters to put my knifes and I could choose between combat boots and creepers. I walked to my full length mirror and applied some eyeliner, drawing a normal line on my top lash and finishing it with a wingy thing. I was ready.
Jeff normally wore skinny jeans (lucky him), a dark grey Suicide Silence hoodie and black vans. He carried his knifes under his sleeves and pulled them out in a Wolverine style. That nerd. He walked into my room when I was going in and out of psycho mode in front of my mirror, my eyes turning completely black and my skin going white. He laughed and I turned around.
“Why do I always catch you doing that?”
“Because it’s cool, just look” I did it again. It looked creepy, actually. My eyes went from silvery blue and sweet to pitch black and scary, and me wearing a short dress and all made it look even sexy and my senses felt so alive, so radioactive to everything.
“Come on, the sun’s going down” he grabbed my arm and tugged me outside.
When we trained, Jeff and I stabbed each other, broke our bones and everything, but once a month, Damon chose a Sunday midnight, when no one wandered the woods, and we had to work together to attack him. He was pretty good, but our natural serial killer instincts topped his skills so he usually called two friends of his to make it more difficult. However, the nights in which we went hunting, we were with three other proxies, Damon not being one of the,.
We walked to a big and thick tree in the forest and soon, Lilly, a girl who my mother adopted a few years ago (who was turned a demon and trained a proxy) and two other guys, Steve and Derek, came. We were only five proxies.
Proxies aged every ten years, so I was technically 2,1 years old, by that time. We stopped growing and developing at the age of 2,5. Most proxies were demons, but Jeff and I were called the ‘original’ proxies.
Lilly was 7 human years old. She was still quite short, and had bright blue eyes and dirty blonde shoulder length hair. She had a childish giggle that made you have goose bumps and, although she was massively cute, she looked like the typical psycho doll when she went in her psycho mode; her skin went white, but her cheeks turned pinkish, and her eyes became light grey, almost white, and glassy, her straight hair curled and she always had an axe behind her. When she approached her victim, she’d look innocent and hold the axe behind her back, and then boom, glassy eyes, curls, pink cheeks and your head was already rolling.
Steve was 1,6 proxy years old, like Jeff and I when we saw each other again after we went different ways. He had short very dark brown hair, cut at the sides of his head and leaving like an island of hair in his head, always messy but clean. His eyes were almost black, matching his dark brown hair and he had tanned skin, which didn’t change in his psycho mode, and he was tall and slightly muscular. In his psycho mode his eyes went completely dark red, and he always wore a dark grey hoodie with the hood on and black skinny jeans and black vans and carried a chainsaw.
Derek was the oldest between us, he was 2,6. He was tall and muscular, like the average football player, and had short spiky black hair. He had small brown eyes, his skin was a pale ivory shade, but didn’t change. In his psycho mode, he wore ripped V-neck shirts, mostly white or light grey ones, and denim jeans with vans. Although he sometimes went for a white hoodie. He didn’t carry anything but ripped the victim’s heart out.
“Hey Lilly” I smiled. She ran up to me and hugged me by my waist.
“Hi, Jasey” she smiled up at me. God, that kid was adorable.
“Hey, guys. Ready for tonight?” Jeff bro hugged both of the guys and pecked Lilly’s cheek.
“Hell, yeah!” Derek exclaimed, always eager to kill someone.
“I sharpened my axe this morning” Lilly smirked. We chuckled and we felt a creepy breeze brush past us and my dad appeared with a suitcase.
“Hello, kids” he greeted, still not in his ‘Slenderman’ form.
“Hey, dad” Jeff and I smiled, he smiled back and Lilly hugged him whilst Derek and Steve said their hello’s.
“So…” the sun went down and my dad started to lose his ‘human’ features, turning into the monster humans knew as Slenderman, “Let’s begin” he smirked, his mouth opening in a wide chelsea smile (like my brother’s but it wasn’t carved into his own skin) and showing sharp and scary teeth which cut like very well sharpened knifes.
“Steve, start putting the pages” Steve opened the suitcase, and pulled out the eight pages before running off into the woods.
“Derek and Jeff, spot them” they nodded and ran off.
“Jasey and Lilly, follow them and when you’re ready, start the game” he tried not to smirk at us.
Lilly and I nodded and sprinted behind the guys and jumped on a tree, running and jumping from one branch to another. We stopped and sat on a thick branch which was near a bonfire surrounded by logs, on which a group of thirteen teenagers sat and sang along some stupid pop song, probably by Justin Bieber.
We waited until Steven came next to us, “It’s ready” we all smirked and waited a bit so we could plan our attack.
“They’re fifteen” Jeff smirked, “That’s a good number”
“Let’s kill three each one” I calculated.
“Then, let’s get this started” Derek grinned.
Lilly and I exchanged a nod before running off further from our group and jumped off a tree. Lilly held on to her axe, putting it behind her back, when saw Steve drop a page over the teenager’s heads, just before he and the guys ran off into the forest, to where we were, watching their reactions.
“Hey, what’s that, Leah?” a guy with a chewing gum asked.
A brunette stood up and picked the paper up, putting a bit of her short her behind her ear. She went pale and started to shake.
“What’s this?” she gave the paper to the boy who called her.
He held up the paper for everyone to see and half of the teens there froze in shock.
Steve and Jeff ran off to the left, and Derek and I to the right.
Lilly walked to the group of teenagers, all of us watching from some point between trees and bushes.
We exchanged a quiet chuckle and a smirk between us in the distance.
“Let the game begin” I whispered, knowing they could hear me perfectly.

Notes

First official chapter C:
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And sorry for the spelling mistakes, I'm not english myself and it's literally 3:34am in Spain so yeah... I'll correct it later.

Title credit: Alligator Blood by Bring Me The Horizon.