"........(Y/N)........"

SlenderMan's steadily angry voice and the way he said my actual name for once made me kinda nervous.

Leatherface shrunk behind me when he saw all the people surrounding us and quietly tried to start his chainsaw.

"Don't. You. Dare. Calm down," I whisper to him.

SlenderMan teleported before me and crossed his arms, looking down at me and Leatherface.

"You've brought the enemy into OUR territory?? What were you thinking Walker??" Slender hissed at me, his tendrils were being weird so it was clear he was mad.

"Um well no, he's not really an enemy. He's just lost. And has no idea what's even going on here," I respond, scratching my head. "By the way, who are these other guys...."

"Don't try and change the subject. Wether he knows what he's a part of or not, he still shouldn't be here."

I noticed that the other killers were starting to take out their weapons and look at Leatherface with hostility. I'm pretty sure the newer Creepypastas I haven't seen before looked like they wanted to attack me to.

"Huh, you know what, fine, we'll leave," I grumble, turning from Slender and starting for the door again while shoving Leatherface ahead of me.

"Hey, you're not the one to leave, dingus. He clearly wants the bloke to go," I hear EJ scoff at me from the group of killers.

I'm starting to get a bit pissed with all the hostility towards Leatherface, just cause he was an Antipasta, or at least seemed like one.

He hadn't attacked anyone yet, has he? And did they really expect me to bring a enemy straight up into our own home?

Well, I sort of did but I trusted Leather.

"Slenders, do you trust me? I'd never purposely bring something that could be a danger to anyone in this mansion. I brought this guy here cause I think he can help us out," I sigh, turning back to Dlender.

"Is that so, Walker? If you really think so, you should've let me know before you arrived with him. I just might take you up on your word, but if he proves to be disruptive to our plans or hostile, me or the others will remove him immediately..." Slender directed a dark aura towards Leatherface, making Leather growl and hide behind me again.

"I can smell his human essence ...he would be easy to kill..." A strange humanoid looking creature that was on all fours and had extremely long claws hissed at us.

"I wonder what his death would look like if I were to inject him..." Another pasta with brown hair, a gas mask and goggles with an all black attire murmured, fiddling with a syringe in hand.

"We're about to walk out, Slenders, seriously," I sigh.

"That's enough everyone. If The Walker says that this one could be of use to us, then no harm will come to him. Welcome him as if he were one of us," SlenderMan said, facing the other killers.

It was a while before there was a slow murmur of agreement in the group, and slowly weapons were lowered and put away.

Leatherface noticed everyone else lowering their weapons, so he finally relaxed with his chainsaw.

Now that that was settled, the nervousness of the fact that there were more killers than usual gathered in the mansion started to kick in and I kind of tried to erase myself from their attention by trying to get out of SlenderMan's way.

"I've got things to do now. I'm gonna uh, fill in Leather on what's going on," I say, slowly stepping away from Slender and was about to break into a run when his tendrils caught my leg and I fell over.

On the floor.

Like an idiot.

In front of everyone.

I could feel everyone's eyes on me again, and the sound of Glitchy Red starting to laughing at me.

"Walker, you didn't even think to greet our guests?? They're here to help!" Slender scolded, not in the slightest concerned that he just embarrassed me.

I was on a scale between furious and completely ashamed, so I just stayed on the floor in silence, hoping that the embarrassment would just kill me.

I saw someone appear before me and a girl's voice I never heard before greets me, "Are you okay?? Let me help you up..."

Suddenly hands grab me under my arms and help me to stand up. I'm faced with a pale girl with blonde hair and a white short dress with black tights. She's also got one of her eyes looking like it were blacked out and bleeding and the other eye is normal.

"Suicide Sadie," She smiled at me once I was up and dipped her head, "but you can call me Sadie. You're (Y/N), the one everyone talks about!"

I tilt my head, "Everyone...talks about me...?"

"Yeah, and its downright annoying. You're literally just another pathetic human, I don't see what the big deal about you is," Another new face, the one that looks like RED scoffed.

Sadie looked over at him and frowned, "Don't mind him, that's Strangled Red. He generally hates everyone."

"Note taken," I respond, eyeing Strangled Red.

More of the newer Creepypastas start approaching me, which started to make me more uncomfortable.

God I hate social interactions.

One killer than downright looked like a proxy came up to me and slammed their hand on my head, looking down at me with their creepy mask.

"A new one eh?" Their voice was that of a woman, and she began turning my head with her whole hand, "you look like another shrimp. Just like Masky ova there."

"Don't think Slenderman would waste his time picking up shrimp to work for him," I mumble tiredly, not knowing what she was doing with my head but just letting it happen anyways.

She stops and then forced me to face her; it seemed like she was examining me or something.

It was uncomfortable ... but she eventually let go and crossed her arms, nodding her head.

"You're alright kid, you just need a little more work."

SlenderMan came and rested his hand on the strange woman's shoulder saying, "This is The Rouge, and she used to be one of my main proxies. Her skills even exceed those of The Chaser's, but since a while I've allowed her to roam on her own and kill as she pleases. She will often come around now and then to aid my other proxies in missions though."

Rouge nods and makes a rocker hand sign at me, so I grin and I do the same back.

I notice Kate nearby looking mad at Rogue, probably because Slender compared her to someone better than her and I know she really hates that.

"Hey, you," The killer with the syringes and the bats with nails walked up to me and tilted his head. "I want to test out this dose on your big guy there," He nods at Leatherface and holds up a vial with some strange liquid.

Before I could say anything, Toby steps up beside the guy and shakes his head, "Slender said we ought to leave that one alone, X-Virus. We c-cant kill him."

"I know that. I was using a non-lethal sample to see the effects..." X-Virus muttered. "Can't I just test it, Toby? He's not one of us, after all,"

"If you want a test subject, go for Jeff or something," I respond, "wether he lives or dies, literally no one cares."

I'm thinking of running off again, but Slender stops me and forces me to meet ALL of the other Creepypastas, then forced me to introduce Leatherface to everyone as well so people could stop threatening him.

- - - timeskip - - -

After meeting everyone, I'm tired and annoyed but I remembered I had to tell Slender about the fact that I knew most all of the Antipasta and where they came from.

- - -

So Slenders' now mad about that cause I didn't tell him earlier, but what can I do.

"You're going to take a group and guide them in exactly how to defeat the Antipasta so that way we can hold them off till Jason the Toymaker has the cube under control," Slender ordered, crossing his arms at me in his office.

"Slender, you're all powerful! Why can't you just one hit all of them at once?!" I complained.

"Because you need to learn a lesson. Go figure it out yourself and grow," Slender growled.

"No offense but that...that is a horrible response. You're implying that you literally take care of the problem in less than-!"

Suddenly, before I could finish my sentence, I'm outside of his office, facing the wall.

That frickstick just teleported me away.

"Lazy broomstick lookin ..." I mumble under my breath, walking my way to the living room.

Some more Creepypastas has left, likely to go track down Antipastas again.

Slenders told me to take a group, but I didn't know who I should pick and I didn't feel like asking anyone.

I sigh and walk over to Masky, trying to look less annoying than I may already look to him.

"Hey Masky, can you help me with something..." I ask in a sad voice.

"Can I help with something? Hm, let me think about it...." He replied, sounding like he was really going to say no to my face.

"Ok fine, never mind," I grumble turning away. I heard him chuckle and stop me by the shoulder, "You don't even wanna wait for my response? Not a patient one, are you?"

"I figured you were gonna say no."

"And why is that?"

"Because," Toby's voice arose from behind Masky, "you're a grumpy-ass man banana that disagrees and h-hates on everything."

"The fuck Toby. That's not even...that doesn't even make any sense!"

"Does to me, Tim."

Masky gets mad and Toby then turns to me, crossing his arms, "(Y/N), you're out here asking Masky for help when I exist? Thought we w-were brothers in arms, come on now."

I shrug. I'm just growing weary of all this stuff and I'm not thinking straight again.

"What's up Walker?" Toby asked. "Slender needs me to get some people to help me come up with a plan and take out the Anti-guys," I mumble, scratching my head.

"K, I'm in," Toby responds, pulling a hatchet from his side, "just tell m-me what to do!"

"Not so fast..." Someone stopped Toby and grabbed his arm, shaking their head at him. It was some guy with black hair and a white mask and a white lab coat and black pants. And he looked a bit insane in the face.

"You realize you were impaled in the back. With a whole machete, right," The male muttered. "Yeah and what about it?" Toby seemed puzzled. "You need to stay back and let it heal," The male answered.

"But I feel fine?"

"You'll make it worse if you go out there and move around too much!"

"But Doctor Smiley I'm f-fine!"

Masky facepalmed and grumbled, "Toby just sit this one out, would ya? Maybe this'll teach you to be a bit more careful next time."

Toby frowned, "See Masky, this is why none likes you."

I sigh, "I'm just gonna go. Thanks for the offer Toby."

I'm about to go again when Toby stops me again. "Don't worry Walker, you can take X with you i-instead!"

He points at the guy that wanted to fucking inject Leatherface with poison before.

"No, why??"

"Why not? He needs friends. X get over here!"

X-Virus slowly walks over to Toby and looks at him quietly.

"Yeah Toby."

"Do you w-wanna go with (Y/N) and some others to fight the Antipastas?"

"....No."

I look at the killer that seems wary of me, then rub my face tiredly, "I'm just thinking about going by myself now..."

"Why can't you just go with (Y/N)? They need help, they won't be mean to you or a-anything, trust me," Toby said. "When they f-first met me, I thought they would think I was weird but they accepted me."

"Are you going, Toby?" X-Virus asked.

"Well I can't, because someone won't let me..." Toby mumbled.

Doctor Smiley sighed, "I'm only looking out for you you know."

X-Virus looked over at me and I could feel he was giving me some sort of dark look under his face stuff so I decide to move out.

"To be honest, I don't really need you guys. I'm off, don't worry about it," I say and I quickly run off before any of them could say anything.

I go to where I left Leatherface; he was with Hoodie because I trusted Hoodie to not do anything stupid.

Leatherface was sitting on the couch looking down at the floor as if he was too nervous to look up at anyone else.

Hoodie was sitting beside him , paying attention to his phone. There was another Creepypasta I had met, the elder Old Dan was repeatedly poking Leatherface with his sickle-cane, trying to get him to talk.

"Young man! Young man!" Old Dan kept shouting at Leatherface. "There ain't no mutes in this house! You'd better say something dadgummit!"

Leatherface's hands squeezed into his head, trying to ignore the nagging old man.

"I wouldn't bother trying to get him to say anything if I were you," Hoodie mumbled, not looking up from his phone.

I walk over to them and try to be nice so Old Dan doesn't whack the shit outta me or something.

"Sorry sir, I need to take Leather with me for a moment," I say, knocking Leather in the head.

Leatherface looks up and sees me, then quickly gets up, looking to me curiously.

"You ought teach that big oaf a thing or two," Old Dan snapped at me.

"Cya (Y/N-I mean, Walker," Hoodie said, still not looking from his phone.

I give them an awkward smile then get Leatherface to follow me to the stairs so we could come up with a plan in my room.

Before I could step up though, that Rouge lady confronts me again, me not seeing her appear out of nowhere and she grabs my skull again.

"WHAT!" I shout out of shock.

Leatherface screeches and nearly unleashed his chainsaw.

"Did I scare you, Walker?" She chuckled. "Loosen up kid, I was just messing with you."

She then shoves me aside into Leather and I nearly fall on the floor again. Damn proxy strength, why can't I have that yet?

I pull myself together and rub my forehead cause it was hurting now. "Um yeah, Rogue, what do you want..." I ask.

"Heard you need killers and a plan to help you with defeating the Antipastas. I wanna help out, if you don't mind," She responded, pushing up her hoodie sleeves.

"How did you know?"

"I eavesdropped on you an the Master, of course!"

"I.....ok. You can help."

Rogue nodded and shoved me in the shoulder, then started upstairs, "No time to waste then. Let's go!"

She rushed up the steps, leaving me and Leather dragging behind.

When we get up stairs , I force Leather to follow Rogue since she apparently already knew where my room was. I was gonna try and see if maybe Kagekao wanted to try and help me again.

I turn around to go look for him only to be faced with X Virus again.

"Um. You might need my help, I guess," He said unwillingly, scratching his head. "So I might have changed my mind."

I glare at him for a bit before slumping my shoulders, "Toby forced you to, did he?"

"...Yeah."

I narrow my eyes, "Hey, I don't really need your help, so it's up to you wether you want to or not. I'm not forcing anyone to do anything. You don't know me or anything so I understand why it's uncomfortable for you."

X-Virus nods, "Well yeah, thanks for understanding that. But maybe I'll stick around for a little bit. Toby said you're not much of a shit person so I guess I can trust that."

Not MUCH? What.

I kinda didn't know what to say after that so I just awkwardly pointed him in direction of my room where Rogue and Leatherface were waiting, so he turned and went that way.

I then just force myself to go downstairs and start looking for more killers to join my pathetic task force.