#pleaze

Her hair layed scattered over a sheeted bed. The cold air pressed like ice over her body but she showed no reaction. Her marks were still being made deep inside her body somewhere. Soft lines gently edged into her skin, easing her into it. 

“It's so unfair! When it happened to us he didn't care about the pain! How come it's taking her so long?” A girl rambled on in a fit. Her hair tangled and a mess, a bright pink bow in it pinning it out of her face. A harsh make up applied in a rushed manner. She was talking to others in the room, one a familiar scent. 

A small huff came from the chair sitting by her, a hand pushing past her hair to see her neck. “She's a beast, if she's pushed she'll attack without a warning.” They said in a deep.. familiar voice. Their breath came close to her face pressing soft, gentle, whooshs on her collarbone. 

A loud inhale of her scent and he could tell her marking was half way done, he really is taking his time. Earlier, before they took y/n, the boss asked him about her. He asked how to deal with a ‘beasteater’ he called her. He told him all he knew, he seems to have listened. 

Later on his curiosity got the better of him about these ‘beasteaters’. How is his precious y/n one of these harsh beast? What even are these things? From the name it seems to be a monster around the bosses time, a eater of beast. Maybe she was a descendant. Maybe she was made to be like them? 

He made his way to the library, the books covered in dust. A small hand sewn book in the corner caught his eye. It didn't look like the others, the cover was hand crafted. The paper was made small cut up pieces of bark and fabric soaked together with something. The cover had an ancient text, one that was on y/ns body.

He didn't notice is before but now seeing the text on the book he saw her markings were in a different language. The language of her people perhaps? Or the language of a beasteater. He pushed open the pages, being careful of the fabric string keeping it together. The first page was of a soft portrait of what he assumed was the beateaters.

The drawing portrayed long flowing hair, sharp teeth, blank eyes that searched for prey, long lengthy body. The body only slightly covered by what looked to be fur of an animal. A tail peaking out with ear adorning the head. The drawing resembled y/n a bit to much for his liking, it wasn't helping with what boss wanted to know. The words under it named them, the beasteater. 

‘A beasteater could only be a female made from a  specific DNA combination. A sharp personality usually accompanied with a natural predator attitude. The beasteaters are rare, extremely rare to create. The drawing below is what they would typically look like if you dare encounter one.

Their ears and tail allow them to hear from afar, balance is easy for them during fast speeds. Though they have high senses their eyes are typically not the best due to their need for the dark, their other senses are sharpened with that time. Their sharp teeth let them tear through bones and flesh like a rabid animal. Their long hair keeps them warm in colder places, they can not thrive in hot places due to their heat.

If you find them, do not approach. They will get you to trust them, keep you safe. The more you trust the more they will enjoy the end of their game. When you turn your back, trusting their intentions are true,they will rip your heart out without a warning. They enjoy the hunt. 

KEEP FAR AWAY.’

the book ends with a last drawing showing the most common look of the creatures. His eyes scanned the page trying to read the messy ink. Hurriedly he shoved a few books mentioning the old monsters his friend supposedly was in a bag he had brought. Research was needed to be done and quick before boss brought her back.

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A week passed sense the beasteaters capture. The house grew in a stand still preparing the house for her. They obviously had to make sure the sharp items were locked away just in case she was curious, her belongings were gotten and put into a room. Said room had to be redecorated and cleaned, her scent had to cover up the old residence scent. The temperature in the house had to be dropped far below comfortable temperatures for her to be comfortable, especially in her room. 

The room's door needed a lock from the outside, a key was given to only a few selected people. Those people had to put one item of theirs in her room, one that was covered in their smell for her to get used to. The ones with her room key were only allowed no one else was allowed in her space. The rules were rules and if one person broke it, they might as well hope Slenderman caught them and not y/n. 

A white stained hoodie layed on her bed messily thrown there, Jeff's hoodie. A pair of finger less gloves, tobys gloves. A green blanket sat  next to the items at the end of her bed, bens blanket. A black and white zebra layed next to the blanket, Slenderman must have prepared his a while ago due to it being a bit worn. Where did he even keep it? 

Ej had rechecked all the items, his obsessive need to keep it all clean taking over. He knew he had done it but it was close her to coming in here, he was nervous meeting her again. The drawers were filled with clothes other residents haven't taken a liking to, mostly shorts and random graphic tshirts. A few shows he doubts shed even touch along with socks and underwear.

Two items were important, they were his so of course he had to choose them carefully. One was a jacket of his, a dark blue zip up jacket. It was one hes worn often, it was covered in holes he patched up just for her. The sewing was perfect with a pale yellow fabric covering the holes. It would be huge on her but he always wore it, always. The fabric was basically infused with his scent.

The other was a very important item, one he held onto with great care. The item was old, very old,  a white fluffy rabbit with a bow and a heart for a nose. Treasure, her treasure. Her fluffy had been recently brushed, a black stain was on her chest from him crying. He held onto it for so long hoping to give it to her, he slept with all those nights missing her.

Placing the item down nicely just before he heard silent bickering outside her door. The door opened and three men walked in, a small argument behind one man holding y/n. Her hair swayed dragging slightly on the floor as toby carried her through the door. A floating Ben and Jeff was arguing behind him. Toby gently layed her down kewing over how soft her skin is. 

She'd be awake any time now, her marks calmed down a day ago. The marks had turned into a subtle color against her skin. They go down onto one leg, half way down her tail, on one arm and creeping from her back onto her chest. Her nails now tinted black, long and sharp. 

Ej finally gets the boys out, toby only leaving because he was promised to be told when she woke up. He took his jacket and gently put it on her. The items from the others layed surrounding her, treasure in her arms.

He pulled up a chair beside her bed waiting her, he has to be here to keep her calm. The others allowed in only after she woke up due to her possibly being hungry.

A day passed before any movement from her, a small hushed groan. Her tail flicked, hitting toby who ran into the room with the excuse of a feeling. He fell face first into the corner of the bed hitting the floor with a thud. The other two men ran in at the sudden loudness in y/ns room.

Y/n slowly opened her eyes, her unsettling small pupils scanning the people around her bed. Her bed..? This isn't her bed, this isn't her home. Where is she? The last thing she remembered..what did she remember? 

She gripped the bed sheets, her pupils sharpening. Her ears layed back as she showed her teeth. A small sound comes from her as her tone shifted into one of anger. Toby quickly rushed over to her with a love sick smile as blood ran down his nose. Y/n looked over at him, her nose sniffing. “Bleeding” her voice cracked out. “Y-yes bleeding! Such a good girl” toby reached out petting her head. Y/ns reflex's kicked in, a sharp snap of her mouth and his hand was bleeding. 

“S-Such a cu..cutie you are!” He held up his other hand petting her as she bite his hand down harder. The blood piles up in her mouth slowly dripping down her chin. “Y/n, enough” 

Ej spoke softly, his hand softly reaching up to her thigh. Y/n growled flicking her tail fast. An unspoken dominance battle happening. Ej stared at her unmoving, his grip tighing pushing his nail into her. Slowly she removed her teeth from in his flesh. A hot breathe exhaled as her tongue licked at the blood dripping down. Ej let go setting a cup on water down on her nighstand. “We should leave y/n to rest. Her body will be..weak after the marking.” Ej spoke scanning y/ns body one last time. 

With a rushed exit and a stern look ej rushed them out. He took longer he looked as though he wanted to say something. His mouth opened and shut, his hands gripping his black shirt. Finally he spoke out “it's good to see you again…it's been so long. I missed you” he said. “Well I'll see you in a bit when I check on you again. We'll explain more then. Try to rest. “ He quickly rushed out locking the door behind him.