[The demon in my head]
Okay let’s get back to where I was, a here we are! A demon that previously made slenderman kill people was now in my fucking head, and I was currently trying to keep myself from vomiting because the whole part where the demon entered my body (stop laughing you sick fuck) felt like someone had thrown me into an acid bath that was two hundred degrees Celsius, and incase you couldn’t tell, that hurts.
So after the whole ‘demonic posseion’ thing was out of the way slenderman put something heavy and metallic into my hoodie as I fell unconscious, I was barely able to register him saying “you’ll be needing this”.
Darkness, nothing but pitch black was all I saw for about 10 seconds, next thing I knew I as standing in an old room, it looked like one of those old mausoleums complete with mossy bricks, wax candles set in skulls, dead flowers, and spider webs covering the molding along the ceiling. But what set of my ‘SCREAM FOR YOUR GODAMN MOMMY!’ sense was the gigantic oak coffin in the middle of the room.
I also happened to have appeared two feet from said coffin when I heard cackling and chuckling coming from it. Now I’m no coward but hanging around the laughing coffin that was old enough to have Abraham Lincoln in it did not seem like the best of plans to me, So I turned around and began walking away when, due to the ever present force of ‘the universe hates me’, it flung open. All my senses were screaming “DON’T LOOK YOU FUCKING JACKASS” so, being the eighteen year old protégée that I was, I looked.
I can now honestly say I listen to my senses a little bit more often because lo and behold in the coffin were my parents! My long dead parents who would have given ‘The Rake’ a run for his money in the ‘oh fuck run! It’s gonna kill me!’ department.
Then they began to talk.
“Son… it has been too long” crooned my father, his voice was like sandpaper and gravel being rubbed together.
“You should have visited us more often” my mother cackled, her voice sounding eerily similar too my fathers.
“NO” I said “you are FUCKING dead! You have been dead for a long time and I’ll be damned if that’s changed!”
“Haven’t you missed us?” they warbled
“Sure I would have if you had given two shits about me!” I shouted barely controlling my rage
“Oh but son the beatings always made you such a obeying and loyal son” said my father
“And you were so pudgy we simply couldn’t let you eat too much” laughed my corpse of a mother.
“And you didn’t really need a bed or blanket, the cold built character you know” boomed my father, joining my mother in laughter.
Every nerve in my body screamed for me to run and hide from my memories of that horrible time, but my rage overcame those sensible feelings, I wanted nothing less than to destroy them and put them back into the ground where they belonged. Then I remember the metal thing slenderman had put into my hoodie and reached for it. I was overjoyed to see that It was a big, pitch black revolver that looked more like a sawed-off shotgun , not to mention the power I could feel radiating off this thing, I felt I could take on the world with it and come out with nary a scratch.
So I did the next best thing to taking on the world, I put on a warped smile and aimed right at their rotten faces. The laughter died out almost instantly.
“Son… put that toy of yours away it won’t help” said my dad, beginning to sound almost as angry as he did in real life. I didn’t care what he said, it was a lie; it was always a lie with him.
“Enjoy yourselves in hell...” I said in low voice “because you sure as shit aren’t wanted here!”
With that I emptied all my bullets into the coffin, my now remorsefull parents screaming at me to spare them, for all I cared I was deaf. Soon the gun was empty, and my parents were dead once again, and I then had the familiar feeling of blacking out and woke back up in the forest, Night had fallen since I had blacked out earlier and I was still pretty shaken up about the vision I just had.
“I see you were able to face your own demons” said a voice
I whirled around to see slenderman still there leaning against a tree, the very essence of calm.
“WHAT THE FUCK!” I screamed “Did you do that?!”
“No” he calmly replied “the demon within you did that as a test of your will”
“And what you thought it wasn’t important or anything to let me know that my abusive parents were going to come back and try to fuck me up!?” I screamed, still enraged even with the fact that he didn’t do it.
“The demon was the one to choose what would it would show, not I, and is in fact still influencing you” he said not even miffed that I was screaming at him.
“What?” suddenly I thought that this demon was going to get all inception on my ass and make me wake up again somewhere else.
“Look at yourself” I did what slenderman said and yelled out in shock.
“AAUGH! Whats with the black fire ?!?!” About this time I fell to the ground and began trying to roll the flames out. And damn if slenderman wasn’t about to die laughing then my name is dumbfuck.
“Stop,” he said still laughing “that’s the power of the demon you now carry”
“Hold on, rewind that thought for a second you said that’s my power?” What is this I don’t even…
[Yes, I have so many powers little mortal]
Oh goody, another eldritch terror in my head screaming for attention. Suddenly I got very tired of all this crap and decided to get this over with.
“Ok slender let’s pretend that you’re a noob at the whole ‘demon in your head’ thing, what would you do first?”
“First off did you just call me ‘slender’? Secondly I think I have something that might help with your problem” he then pulled out a small journal sized book from his suit and handed it to me, After a quick flip through of the book I noticed that it was mostly empty and the pages that weren’t blank space were in some other language that looked like Egyptian symbols, but more geometric.
“Not to sound unappreciative but I can’t read a damn thing here” I grumbled
“Hmmm, how about this?” he snapped his fingers/tentacles/Whatever and the book began to shift and change color until it was a small yellow paperback that was titled ‘Daemonic possession and powers for Dummies’
“Thanks, I think” I deadpanned only to see him burst into peals of laughter, he seemed a lot more awesome (in the immortal words of rainbow dash) since I took one of his demons from him.
“Not that this hasn’t been fun or anything, but I must go, others seek my attention as much as you do” he said, seeming a little sad.
“Wait I still don’t even know how the buck to get to equestria and whether or not you are still going to go around hurting people!”
“To answer your question, no, I will not hurt anyone anymore, and as for equestria…” he wrapped his arm around me right as I began to black out again. My last thought being, ‘I better not make a habit of this’.
I came too with a start, not knowing where I was or why the sun was shining in my face.
“Curse you celestia…” I muttered as I got up and brushed myself off. I looked around and realized I was in a forest still and began to walk towards where I thought my house was. I noticed the forest seemed more lively and colorful than it usually was, but I simply wrote it off as it being the morning.
[Your going the wrong way]
“Shut up you”
[You trust the other voices in my head, why not me?] he said in a ‘please sir, can i have moar’ voice
“Mostly because me and the other voices have been getting along finefor a while and didn’t revive my dead parents on the first date”
[Well your stuck with me now Jake, MWAHAHAHAHAHA!]on that note I began to imagine him sitting in a high back chair stroking a white cat and cracked up.
[You’ll pay for that!]
“I doubt that killing your host is a good thing for parasites” he had no reply for my amazing rebuttal and instead started muttering about just piranhas.
After about 15 minutes of talking to myself (to the ears of any observers) I came out into a clearing and saw a small village on the horizon.
“NO FUCKING WAY!!” I yelled, overcome with joy. Even from this distance I could recognize Ponyville and began to haul balls that way. Oh hell this was going to be the most awkward and awesome thing ever.
Authors note: feedback is welcome and appreciated hope you enjoyed