Slendy Chapter 27 Epilogue

For a moment of life, it felt like nothing existed but whiteness and pain. Agony and anxiety, toxic scents and half-heard sounds of rushing and confusion. And there is static. It rings with a thousand different feelings at once. This moment is today. Or was it yesterday too? How long has this lasted?

I feel energy sent to me in a numbing buzz of static and emotion. A mental voice is beging me to hold on. I know, in my barely functioning mind, that he had killed. He killed out of anxiety, and in order to gain enough energy to sustain me. Fourteen years later and I have never accepted his curse entirely. I still get flashes from day to day of the one time I had witnessed him feeding. That did not stop my love for him. That did not stop this from happening.

Voices, lights, pain, rushing. One last chance, before we have to admit it's over. Fear rings in the air. I have to let go of a hand I was not even aware I was holding.

Dullness, no more pain, just strange feelings and static.

And noise. A new noise, one I had never heard before. And the incredible sense of relief and victory.

"Congratulations, it's a beautiful and healthy boy."

I fainted.

The world came back into focus. I was in a hospital room. The walls were a sickly pink color with paint chipping off here and there. The only sounds I heard were the beeping of the various machines around me and the soft breathing in my ear. I turned my neck to the side. Zee had fallen asleep in a chair next to my bed, his head rested on my shoulder. The man opened his forest green eyes and smiled to me. "Hey, welcome back." I giggled. I looked around the room until my eyes landed on a basket that was on a table next to my bed. I froze in place, my breath stopping. I hadn't even seen him yet.

I tried to sit up, but the pain from the surgery stopped me. Zee noticed and sat up, sending a bit of calming static through me. He subtely allowed one of his tentacles to snake up his sleeve and down to my wrist, holding me carefully. I spoke breathlessly. "I...I want to see him." The strange limb uncurled from my wrist and he silently walked across to the other side, carefully picking up a bundle from the basket.

He sat back down in the chair next to me and leaned a bit to let me see. I cried, reaching out a hand carefully. Grey eyes opened and looked at me. I was expecting him to have something special, like bright green eyes like his father or brown like mine. I guess it's true that all babies are born with the same eyes. He looked at me in facination, not making a sound.

"H-hey there..." I tentatively whispered. Zee readjusted his position, getting closer to me. He smiled down to the infant and spoke. "Hey look at that, Mommy finally woke-up." I looked up to Zee. "How long was I out?" He sighed, looking down to the child. "Almost a whole day. I was worried sick. I was so scared you weren't going to make it..." I laughed, but it was strained. I was still in pain. "Hm. Did you really think I'd go away like that on our son's first day in this world?"

He smiled to me, his eyes glassy. I looked back to the child in the bundle who had already fallen back to sleep. Worry started to build up in me. I looked around. There didn't seem to be anyone else in the room, or any cameras, but I still took no chances. "Is he..?" The man looked to me in the eyes, and then he smiled softly. "Perfectly human." His eyes were no longer just glassy, a few tears slipped through. I began crying as well, in pure happiness and relief.

From before we decided to link ourselves, it was clear that the odds were one to four of any child born from us to be human. The other 75% would lead to a person doomed to one day grow to kill. As time went on, we had finally decided that maybe it would be best if we didn't have any kids at all...but this somehow happened anyway. We could have gotten rid of it, but we took a chance instead...and right now, I was feeling like it was the best decision we had ever made. Not that I would have hated the kid if he was born a slender...I'd have loved him anyway, like I love his father. It just...probably would have made Zee incredibly guilty that because of his curse, he had taken away the newborn's chance at a normal life...a relatively normal life.

"What about you, though? We can't exactly claim his life to be perfectly normal with you as a father." Zee gave a heavy sigh and closed his eyes. "He'll never know." I blinked. "What?.." "We won't tell him. He'll never know. He'll live a normal life." I sat back, thinking if this was a good idea. It wasn't a bad one, that was for sure...but was holding up such a huge lie to our own son really the right thing to do? "The gene is still in him. What if he has a slender for a child one day?" An other sigh. The slender nuzzled the top of the sleeping child's head. So far, it looked like he would have black hair. "Then we tell him. We have no reason to do so otherwise. He'll live a normal life. Besides, how and when would you plan on telling your child his Daddy is some kind of monster that kills and eats people?"

I closed my eyes and smiled sadly. "You're not a monster, you're a dad. And you'll be a great one too." He looked unsure of himself, but he still smiled. I tried to sit up straight again despite the pain and reached my arms out. "I want to hold him too! You had him for a whole day." The man chuckled. "Yeah, but you've been carrying him for nine months before that." I laughed, keeping my arms out. He carefully stood up and placed the sleeping form in my arms.

He was so tiny and fragile... How could we all have started off like this? I placed a kiss on his forehead, giggling as he squirmed a bit. He didn't wake up. I looked back to the love of my life, asking something that we probably should have figured out a long time ago.

"So, what do we name him?"

AN: Yeah check it out they became older people over night and they have a kid now. Actually no, this epilogue just happens fourteen years in the future. So yeah, what do they name him? I want name suggestions. Anything at all. Because my readers will be who names this kid. I will be writting a sequel one day. When? Idk...but this kid will have a name picked out by you guys! If the only name suggested is Buttfart Duckman, then I will write a dramatic and dark adventure starring Buttfart Duckman!

This isn't exactly a vote because there isn't multiple suggestions to choose from...so that leaves room for creativity! I will pick the name I like best before writting the sequel and that will be the name used. Of course, I don't know when this sequel will be...maybe in two months maybe in a year (hopefully not a year) so there should be a good chunk of time to just write up anything you want.

IN OTHER NEWS: I have watched through a fantastic series recently. I feel I should share it with you guys because it is a really good series that can please really anybody. It's a Youtube series acted out on Minecraft, but let me say now, you forget that this is acted out on Minecraft. It's a semi-scripted adventure/romance story. You guys might have heard of it, but it is the Blackrock Series by Yogscast Rythian, featuring a whole bunch of other people. The first episodes are rather slow because it started off as more of an actual playthrough, but from the moment the character of Zoey joins in, it really kicks off into a great and brilliant story as good as any tv show, probably better than most tv shows too. It's also got loads of theories on it based off stuff that is hinted by the main cast and various hidden clues scattered through the various videos which leaves room for thinking and lots of theories...and good material for fanfics.

However, this series is currently on hold and has been for a while...so we're kind of left at a "to be continued" right now, but it didn't end with a cliffhanger, so it's bearable. Still, the videos that currently are up are great. It is a fantastic tale and I will definitely recommend it to anyone.

Thank you all, hope you liked this story. It has been my most successful one yet. I never imagined I would get this many people to care about this one little story. It's really something to me. You guys are awesome. T'ill the next fanfic, good bye!