I still feel like a Hero

Which I guess is the entire reason Branwen's been staying close to me ever since Taben's weird ass comment.
Getting seriously threatened with being cannibalized is probably enough to do that to most people.
Casey said she's also a fierce cat, and the Tiger's going to have to battle the Lioness.

And now we're all happyhappy pretend that comment was never made because it was fucking scary. We're at a rest stop. I just chased a butterfly for about half an hour after waking up from a nap. I forgot that if I'm Alex I'll be Todd and if I'm Todd I'll be Alex. (It is really weird living with a whole other identity, do not let my calmness fool you.)
I think Todd was giving them all traveling strategies. He also did that before we left. We went farther north from Aiden's, and then west. We might go south now. I was told not to give specific locations.

Did you ever know what stupid fun it is chasing a butterfly?

What the hell am I supposed to be talking about?

OH THAT TIME WITH BRENNON.



It was...well...it was scary. It was me and Aiden and Malkin and Chastin. We were walking through the forest. Aiden was being really serious but also spazzy, Malkin was doting over Chas and Chas was complaining about it and sometimes Aiden would be like, "Holy fuck guys shut up."

I was kind of on my own in a way. I was trying to concentrate and relax at the same time. I kept harassing Todd, which really really really hurts my head but I needed to ask him what to do. All I know is that I can sort of hear telepathically and that's only sometimes. So I tried to just focus on that. It could be important and really useful.

Next thing I know, a string of, "fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckgoddammitwhatthehellTabenfuckwheredidyouputhim" went flying through my mind. It was not my mental voice. Nor was it Todd's faux British.

A glance to my right, and Aiden was pushing the underbrush angrily, chewing his lip, tentacles threatening to flail out.

"Good thing there aren't any kiddies around," I thought.

"Shut the fuck up!" Aiden's voice shot back through my head. I stopped. And then he stopped walking because I stopped walking. We looked at each other for a few seconds before he said, "Was that you?"

And I replied, "Uhm...I think so. Did it sound like someone being a smartass?"

"Yes."

"Then it was me," I smirked. Aiden laughed a little.

"Gods. I'm sorry I yelled at you. It's just...I'm so..."

"I know, I was trying to practice and just seeing if it worked and I guess it does."

"Good. See if you can 'hear' anyone else," he said, going back to tromping through the weeds.


I must have calmed him down a bit, because there was much less of a threatening aura around him. That is until we heard the screams. You didn't need to be a telepath to hear that.

And then the tentacles weren't threatening to come back out. They did. Aiden was moving through the forest as fast as he could on them. And that reminded me...

A proxy, or the specific kind Todd was...Agent? Yeah, that's it. An Agent has several methods of moving through the world the way Slenderman does. The Path is one of them. The other is parallel walking, which is done by stepping into a dimension just outside of reality so that you may move through space without being seen. It's also a lot quicker, but it hurts ordinary humans. That's how Todd and Ja...uhm...Rat and Crow moved.
I imagine other types of proxies can do the same thing, but possibly less deliberately. I don't know. The mechanics of all of this stuff will never make sense to me.

Anyways, parallel walking sounds easy enough until you actually try to do it. It's like something you can't think about. You just do it.

Which I guess is how I ended up actually doing it.

All I know is that I had to get to Brennon and I needed to move as fast as Aiden. I think I ended up going too fast. I was just focusing on moving to the forest that was farther ahead of me, like teleporting to move quicker.

Aiden sounded like he was behind me. And in front of me was growling. And screaming. All I had with me was a baseball bat. So I ran out of the forest into a clearing and well...


I didn't get to see much action. I ran out holding my bat and I guess all I did was startle Taben because he shrieked and ran off. Brennon was tied to a tree naked, a fire burning beneath him.

"He's in this clearing! He's alive! Help me get him down!" I shouted in my head.

Soon enough, Aiden, Malkin, and Chastin were all there. I managed to put out most of the fire. We got Brennon down and got him to a hospital.



And that is the story of me being awesome. It basically means I can use my super powers now. If I think they're super powers, they're less scary.



Ohp...gotta. Casey says if we want to get to the next uh...place in time, we better leave now.


Next time you hear from any of us, let's hope it's a good thing.


Bye for now!

The Eagle

So...if you've seen this or this you've seen that Taben's kidnapped Brennon. And...I don't like to think about what's going to happen if we don't find him because it'll remind me of what happened to Lance and it's so disgusting and awful...

I've already tried to look around the house and the surrounding woods. And I had about as much luck with it as everyone else.

So I took a nap, to see if Todd could figure it out. He couldn't and decided to toss the task back to me. What an ass...



...I'm going with Aiden. I'm going to go help. This is my chance to do something, and damn it I'm going to learn to do SOMETHING. Nobody else is dying.

Origins

I've never told everyone the whole thing did I? How it all started. At least I didn't say here.

It wasn't that long ago. Maybe only a year and a half...two years ago...I think. Not as long as Todd thinks. Of course, Todd also thinks we're supposed to be British, and that's why he sounds the way he does. I hate to break it to him, but I'm a Euro mutt like most other Caucasians in this country. And I'm not from Britain. I'm from fucking Montana.

And that sort of explains why this happened. Sort of.

There's nothing to do in rural Montana, you see.



Jared, Lance, and I...we saw this thing on the internet, like most of you people. We thought it was cool. We used to pretend it was all really happening, you know...freak each other out. We didn't think anything would actually happen. Lance was probably the first to realize we were wrong.

He started acting weird about a month in. At first we thought that maybe he was just getting a little more into it than either of us. And then I saw all of his notebooks and everything he'd been doing in his free time. He said he was being stalked by the faceless guy, that he had these awful nightmares and that he'd see him outside his window. I didn't believe him, but I didn't fully doubt him either. And that doubt led to me seeing...Him. It.

Thing.

As it turned out, Jared had always secretly believed as well. I should have known at that point what would happen to my friends.

Jared was always more outgoing than us. He was more the athlete, the leader type. I was just an average kid. Lance was shy. His insecurity made his sanity slip. But he opened up to me. We were best friends. As long as we were together, he was okay. Jared was kind of arrogant. And he started being more...bossy.
Me...I was just scared. I wanted to protect Lance, and I obeyed Jared to prevent him from doing anything brash. I was trying to hold everyone together and I guess...I guess that's why I feel like me and Branwen...we're a lot alike. Brother and sister, almost.

There was a night when the Thing came to us. It said that if we served It, It would end our torment. It told Jared he could be more powerful. Lance was promised sanity and peace of mind. I was told I could save others. I didn't believe It.

Come to think of it, I'm not entirely sure it was It...Thing. But to me it doesn't make a difference. Slenderman in all its forms is dark. Bad. And I don't trust any of Them.


We did it anyway.


In that dream...in Sammi's dream...which I think...I might have been telling her...we were walking across the field to the forest that It/Thing/He specified. I was talking to Lance, telling him it'd be okay. Jared was trying to get us to hurry up. We got to the edge. Everything went red and black. I remember Jared laughing and Lance screaming in pain. And then I was out.

I woke up to an odd name being called. It wasn't my name, but I knew I was supposed to respond to it...somehow. When I was fully conscious, I realized my friends weren't my friends anymore. They were different people. I was supposed to be different as well. And I think something in the back of my mind told me I would collapse eventually. So I assumed a new identity to cover for my real one. And then I became that person.

I would then be named Fox. At some point upon meeting Branwen, I must have questioned what I was really doing. Something about interacting with her and her crew triggered my real identity.

And then I switched sides and I was called Todd.



And now...I'm Alexander again. Just...Alex. Alone.



Jared's arrogance is more than likely what got him killed.

And Lance...god...I wanted to save him and try to bring him back but...it was probably too late...I just hope Taben didn't make him suffer long.



That's my story. Our story. I need to go to bed so Todd can get up and cover our ass if we get attacked.


...good night. Stay safe, everyone.

4 is Synonomous with Death in China

I'm not cut out for this.

I can't learn anything.


I can't do what Todd does...this other half of me. I'm just Alexander. I like playing video games and singing loudly in the car and catching fireflies and dancing like an idiot and almost nothing Todd likes to do. I am Alexander. I'm a math nerd and a band geek. I play with trading cards and I play with fire, warnings be damned. I used to make potato guns with Lance. I don't even know how long ago that was but I think...I think it was just a year and a half ago...

I'm just...Alex.

I can't teleport or read minds, except sometimes I can hear Taben and I guess Aiden can hear me. I don't have his freaky Eldritch monster powers.

And I wish...I wish I did right now. There wouldn't be...


There were so many bodies and I could have helped stop it but no. No. I'm just Alex right now and Todd is asleep.

And poor Branwen. I think she's my best friend. She was there when I woke up and she helped me and we talk a lot. Her party was so fun...she has good friends.



I miss my friends...

Pests...

I remember once hearing a story while I was staying with Branwen all those weeks ago. Her television was on. It was a story of a woman whose house was overrun with Rat rats.

They simply could not get rid of him them. They had to leave.

I couldn't get him off of me. So I left.

I believe...I believe he was supposed to strip me of my status. And also to reduce me back to Alexander. All he really managed to do was wake Alex up. Which, in itself, has caused plenty of confusion for both of us. I woke up as me today, as the pattern dictates and as I should. I think I've re-established my connection to Aiden. Now to learn to walk again.

Alex and I are the same person, and therefore should be able to do the same things. Theoretically...I would think. I don't have time to teach him how, and trying to talk to him while he's awake is tiresome for me and painful for him. Either I'm going to have to write him a lengthy note detailing our adventures thus far, or someone is going to have to tell him what's happened to us.
I don't fully understand it myself. After all, Alex has his half of the story. And according to him, my perception of time as Fox/Todd has been entirely skewed.

I do know the origin of it all though, thanks to Alexander. One of us (possibly myself) spawned it in Samantha's dreams. In truth, she only got the middle of it all. She's missing the beginning and the end.

Alex or myself can tell you soon enough. Right now I need to go to Aiden's and wait for him while I think I've regained the ability to parallel walk.

...It's good to be back. Even if I'm sharing my brain with someone that is apparently my former self.




This will never not be confusing. For either of us...

Heheheh...apologies, my dears.

Did I say I was going to give him back soon?

Oh. I lied.

We're just having oh so much fun here, Foxxie and I. He insisted that I learn his...wonderful songs but I quite simply had to refuse.

He shouldn't be singing to anyone anytime soon.

As for Alexander and Lance...well that's quite a mystery isn't it? And such a nuisance too. It appears I have something else to clean up...

Oh, and Samantha, dear? Stop dreaming. It's bad for your health.


Ta-ta, for now.

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