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// Oh, The Boogieman is Real... 
// Story: Running from Slender 
// by Undead_Non-Brony 
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 Slender Man had gotten out of his rage fit long ago. But that doesn't mean he wasn't still mad. Not only had he almost been beaten by his inter-dimensional counter-part, when he got the upper hand, Slender Mane ran. Slender Man had promised destruction, and he would oblige with as much haste as possible. His only hope was that Slender Mane and the human don't join forces against him. If that happened, then he would be hopelessly out matched. When the human first attacked Slender Man, he felt it. The human held so much pent up rage and pain, that if a Slender Being fed off of him, they would be destroyed from an overdose of emotion. But if they melded beings, then the human would gain shadow powers and become unstable in situations of high emotions. Slender Man knew that the human hated him, and would most likely hunt him when given the chance, and if he has a Slender inside him, then the entire area surrounding the battle would be bathed in burning shadows. Any creature that came into contact with these shadows would be fed upon subconciously. Slender Man hoped that the human would kill Slender Mane when they met. For the sake of life of all here, he hoped. After all, even he isn't THAT evil.

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Luna gasped and Celestia growled. I simply stood there like an idiot, gawping at the... The INSECT, that had chained my dog like a, well, for lack of a better analogy, a dog. The bug thing laughed and said "What, nothing witty to say? And do tell, what is that thing with you?" she pointed a hole riddled hoof towards me at that last part. I was already pissed, but she -I decided she was female by the pitch of her voice- was calling me a thing? She must not have a mirror. I turned my head to the princess' and said "Celestia, Luna. Leave now. Unless you wish to be mentally scarred for the rest of your life. Take Colmillo and the girls with you." The sisters looked at me in fear. They nodded and in a flash of yellow magic they were gone. The bug looked around in suprise. "Where did they go with my prisoners, shadow creature!?" I looked down at myself and saw that she was partially right. Shadow-flames were dancing across my clothes, which had turned white with black trim. My boots were now white as well, with black laces and eyelets. My shotgun had disappeared, but my knife had turned into a five foot long katana. I took it out of its new holster that I aquired somehow and admired it. It was sharp enough to cut diamond laced steel dipped in titanium. I reholstered it and stalked up to the bug. The room darkened considerably, leaving just enough light to see by. I got face to face with her and said "I'm not sure, but they're lucky that they don't get to see what i'm going to do." She laughed and exclaimed "HA! Who do you think you are? My changeling army is near unstoppable with all the love they have aquired!"

"Love? Huh, well, when you chained up my dog, you signed your own death warrant. Because I... I am powered by pure unbridled hate now." I chuckled and dissapated into mist. She whipped around and yelled "Show yourself and die with honor!" My chest boomed with laughter. The lights came up some and I was back in my original position by the throne. "Bring it, insect." She hissed something at the bugs behind her and several of them rushed me. I turned to mist once more and forced my way into their minds. Once in, I started showing them terrible images of war, death and destruction. I whispered fear into their sub-concious. I left and re-assembled. The 'changelings' dropped to the floor and started having spasms of insanity. I then willed shadow tendrils to rise up from the floor, and they dragged the creatures down through the floor. I looked at the bug. "What's your name? I would like to know it before I crush everything you stand for." She looked at me with a way to confident smirk. "I am Queen Chrysalis! Ruler of the changelings, future ruler of Equestria!" I rolled my eyes. "How about we continue the fight. I'm getting incredibly bored listening to you." Chrysalis growled and hissed at her army, and this time, they all rushed me. I grinned and pulled out my katana. Time to get physical.

I rushed to meet their attack head on. the first to me was sliced down the middle, its momentum propelling it behind me after being halved. I swung my sword in a 360, cutting down at least eight changelings at once. I threw my katana in the air, peircing a few on its way up. While I waited for gravity to kick in, I grabbed a changeling by the horn and snapped it off. It screeched in pain and tried to bite me with its suprisingly large fangs. I jabbed upwards with the horn and it went in its mouth, and out its forehead. It slumped to the floor just in time for me to catch my katana by pure luck. Shaking it, the attached corpses were cut into peices. I ran at the amazed crowd of changelings who crowded around me in a circle. Charging through the crowd, I cut down countless enemies, one after the other. Their black flesh left a discernible path behind me. All the changelings pulled back at the sound of a loud, ear peircing screech. I turned toward the source of the noise and saw a furious Chrysalis. The changeling subjects cowered, while I stood there like a boss. Chrysalis marched up to me and put her face to mine.

"Enough! At this rate, i'll have no subjects left! I challenge you to a fight to the death!" I looked at her with a straight face. Then I burst out laughing like a maniac. "HAHAHAHAH!!! You challenge me? HA! Didn't you know this already was one?" With that I punched her in the face. She tried getting up, but I walked over to her and stepped on her back, pinning her. I leaned down  and whispered in her ear "You are going to watch as I destroy every one of your followers, and there'll be nothing you can do about it." I took my foot off of her back and stomped on one of her legs. She screamed in pain. I did the same to her other legs, with much the same result. After I crippled her legs, I slowly tore off her wings. If she was loud when I broke her legs, she was twice as loud when I snapped off the first wing. I left the other one their to save time. I grinned maniacally at her then turned to her cowering followers. I thought about painful ways to kill, and suddenly, tendrils of shadow emerged from the floor and walls. They set to work massacaring the changelings as they tried to flee out the windows. Tendrils laced through the holes in their legs and dragged them back, only to rip their legs off. The screams of pain echoed like thunder throughout the castle. I saw one paticular changeling get impaled through its head. After a few minutes of such violent acts, all that was left were chunks of insects and blood, none of it mine. I looked at my body to see if I had sustained any wounds at all. My body was radiating black shadows as if I were a beacon of darkness. My hands had developed into claw like appendages and my clothes had managed to stay pearly white despite all of the carnage. I decided I would question I later and turned to my crippled enemy, Chrysalis. When I walked up to her, she tried to crawl away from me, and she was shaking in fear. Tendrils gently dragged her back to me and made her look into my eyes. Tears were flowing from her profusely.

"W-w-what are you? Who are you?"

"What am I? I am every nightmare you've ever had. I am the destroyer of worlds. I am your worst nightmare come true. As to who I am, well... You know me. Everyone knows me. Oh, the boogieman is real, and you found him." With that, a shadow tendril wrapped around her and lifted her to my eye level. I cupped her head in my hands and looked straight into her pupils. I then entered her mind like I did her first subjects. Images of the deaths I caused in Somali. The mans daughters blood seeping through my gloves. The pain of my suicide attempt. All of the pain and suffering I had ever experienced and caused were coursing though her skull. It proved to much for her to take and she started screaming and sobbing. I had driven her insane with emotions. Seeing her like that made me feel terrible. I looked around the room to see what I had done. Changeling remains were everywhere, and there were gouges in the marble floor from when I attacked with my sword. I suddenly felt sick and dropped to my knees. This was worse then when I tried to quit drinking Monster, and that had been BAD. This felt like bile had replaced my blood, and my muscles had lost all coordination. I started having spasms and I realized that I was having a stress seizure. Then the doors of the throne room were thrown open and a contingent of guards stromed in ready to fight. The only problem was that I had done their job for them. Then Celestia and Luna walked in, trailed by the girls and Colmillo. They spotted me writhing on the floor and rushed over to me. I could tell they were startled by my looks by their faces, which were contorted in fear. I looked up to them and whispered "Help..." and then I passed out.