Creepypasta: The Serpent and the Myth - Part 2

Creepypasta: The Serpent and the Myth
Part 2


“Be rational. This isn’t the way you handle your problems, my daughter” the Slenderman said as he nevertheless struggled to remove her razored claws.

“Evidently it is, actually” she leered as she kicked at the back of his shin out of spite.

Berserk Nightmare Ally wrenched the Slenderman’s arm into a chokehold with her free hand, and being in such close proximity to another Slenderbeing meant he couldn’t simply teleport away. He wondered for a moment why she could be trying to immobilize him. The Slenderman’s answer was provided moments later when the shadows in front of the wrestling duo coalesced into a shaft of jagged darkness. The Slenderman had a plan, though. He briefly paused struggling as Berserk Ally lined up her shot, only to throw her over his shoulder when the supernatural javelin launched through the air towards him.

“You’ll have to try way, way harder than that to get the best of me!” Ally laughed before disappearing, leaving a thoroughly confused Slenderman in her stead.

Unfortunately he hadn’t taken into account that since Ally was still partially human she could teleport just fine even when this close to her progenitor. Berserk Ally blinked out of existence moments before the javelin tore through the Slenderman’s torso, impaling him to a tree behind him before it melted back into the night’s mundane darkness. As if to add insult to injury Berserk Ally slammed into him moments later while he still had his back to the tree, tearing the bark behind him into splinters with the blunt force of the impact.
“If I may quote a well-known source, child, you know not what you do” the Slenderman said as he hobbled for a moment before falling down on all fours, but he was far from out.

He seized the right elbow of his assailant with two of his tentacles in an angry whipping motion, pulling her towards him as he slugged her incoming face with all the upper-body strength he could muster in the arm that wasn’t supporting himself. As she tried to steady herself he swept her limbs out from under her with an elongated leg-sweep, making her say several very unladylike things when she dashed her head on a stone.

“Do not forget that I am your father, and that affords me certain privileges in regards to your physical liabilities” the Slenderman chided. He knew what he had to do. As he stood up he kneed her in the forehead while she was trying to make sense of what had just happened to her, an admittedly savage and uncivilized maneuver but a doubtlessly effective one.

“Well then, Daddy, on the off chance you survive you should be more covert about your plans to target my key next time!” Ally sneered. She did have a point he had to admit. And unfortunately for the Slenderman, his suspicion that Berserk Ally had been merely toying with him up until this point was about to be proved right.

Ally grabbed both of his forearms with her clawed hands, digging her talons deep into his pale, ectoplasmic flesh. She yanked backwards, sending their skulls crashing together at warp speed. As the Slenderman collapsed like a plywood desk under an Abrams tank, Berserk Nightmare Ally clutched his head and smashed it into the ground. A cloud of natural verdigris and rock fragments exploded from the forest floor as she buried his head a good half-foot deep into the dirt.

Just as he was scratching at the ground, trying to gain leverage to hoist himself back up, Ally saved him the trouble by lifting him and propping him up on his knees. The Slenderman took the opportunity to try to wrap his tentacles around her neck, hoping he could at least asphyxiate her to the point of light-headedness if not unconsciousness. He had barely began forming the thought to check what his opponent was doing when Ally crashed both her balled-up fists onto the top of his skull in a brutal hammerblow, making him both release his grip and fall back, looking up to see Berserk Ally standing directly over him.

And then...

Ally’s Berserk form staggered drunkenly for a moment in lieu of an attack before collapsing on the ground in a heap. The Slenderman didn’t know why, but he knew he should make his move now before she could recover. He grasped both of her lolling shoulders and dragged her twisted, ichor-soaked frame on top of the nearby pile of stones situated near the ley line nexus. The cosmic energies of this place began to take effect and Ally’s more familiar, childish form reconvened out of the slumbering beast. The child stirred after a moment’s pause.

“Daddy? I had a bad dream…again”.

“Dreams are nothing but fantasies of the subconscious, child.”

“What does that mean?” she blinked slowly as she hopped up off the rock pile, landing on the ground in a stumbling daze. “Where am I?”

“Allow me to answer your questions in reverse order. You are in the forest, and it means that you were sleepwalking. I will take you back to the asylum, a growing girl like you needs a good night’s rest” he assured her. “Who know what might happen if your mind were to become unbalanced.”

“Sure” Ally smiled. “Will you tell me a story when we get there? Pleeease?”

“If you wish. I can tell you of the age when I slept myself, in the time before the stars” the Slenderman said as he took his adoptive daughter’s outstretched hand and began the long stroll with her back to the institution.



The serpent had seen enough carnage to satisfy her battle-lust, for the time being. But she would not be denied forever. If the serpent ever broke completely free, if she shattered her two prisons into ruin, it would be the day the serpent wrought Hell on Earth. For the serpent knew of many things which were venom to reality itself. One can only be insane for so long before one begins to understand and comprehend things that are best left unspoken.