Mr. Grossmann (
dont_turn_around) wrote2012-10-16 12:41 pm
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Hunting Slenderman

In the mist and fog and silence, there is a cave. There is darkness within darkness there and nothing more and the faint whiff of something ... not right.
But there's a drawing stuck to the rocks that frame the opening, a childish grouping of trees and a tall, thin man, with the words TAMAN SHUD.
Here is the end.
"I think we should go here," says Jack.
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In the distance, there's a sound.
Like a hunter's horn, summoning the riders to their mounts.
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Funny how his stare and silence are no longer so menacing.
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Now is the baying of hounds.
Now is the thunder of hoofbeats.
Now is the hue and cry of hunters in the moonlight, on the night when the veil between worlds is most thin.
Now comes the Wild Hunt.
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His eyes flick between the super-powerful-individuals-not-near-him-and-doing-way-too-scary-stuff, and the people in the middle of the room. Feeling useless, he decides to move towards the seemingly-less-powerful-people-near-the-chocolate-person in the middle of the room. Maybe he can help them.
He sneaks there and kneels next to Steve. "Can I help?"
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"Dani?" he whispers. Is this anything in her realm of experience?
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Waiting.
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They sweep into the cave, more sound than vision, and surround the Slenderman.
He can do nothing against their combined strength, their combined ferocity, their combined joy.
As quickly, as noisily, as raucously as they came, hunters, mounts and hounds leave the cave, the Slenderman in their midst.
He will not be seen in these parts again.
Jack slowly lowers his hand.
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Bucky's eyes are closed, but he rasps something urgent-sounding under his breath.
... it's probably a good sign that he's able to draw air enough to breathe, at that.
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But, he was just... gone.
He shakes himself, and looks over to Steve. He seems to be doing alright, so Momiji looks around. Maybe there was someone else he can help?
His eyes fall on the huddled bleeding person. Slowly, Momiji moves slowly towards him and kneels down. "Are you okay?"
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After a moment he shakes himself and, like Momiji, gravitates toward the person most in needs of assistance.
"I know first aid..."
Looks like a bit more than that will be needed, though.
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Momiji is looking closely at the wound, and his eyes get bigger.
"I don't think Mr. Creepy did this... this looks like a gun wound."
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Ambriel wrenches at the chocolate, breaking it in two over Bucky's chest with a snap. Next is freeing his right arm.
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His eyes are still closed when his right hand lashes out, reaching blindly for a target.
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Asami keeps a small distance so as to avoid being struck, and shines her flashlight on his chest, away from his eyes.
Her voice calm again (after that finale, even she needed a moment of recovery), "Hey, it's okay."
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