People think that I'm normal. Some may think I'm special. Truth be told, those people are wrong. I'll tell you why...

Imagine you're with your family. Your mother is very hardworking, but never has time to be with her kids. Your older brother Thomas is also hardworking and enjoys fixing everything, but at least he has time for you...the sister. You like being alone with your brother. You also hate your mother for never taking time off to show any love to both of you.

Where's your father you ask? He's dead. The only one who cares about you is dead because of a building. He worked in a construction site. One day some idiot wasn't watching if the wood was stable and the whole thing crashed down, your dad being one of the victims that died. You missed your dad greatly along with your brother. Your mother didn't seem to care...that was the start of you hatred for her.

Now fast forward 5 weeks after the incident. You and your brother are walking to a construction site at night to reminisce about the old days. Both of you sneak in and head towards the structure. You knew this wasn't a good idea, but your brother insisted.

You both looked at the tall structure. It was only wood so far, but soon it'll turn into a skyscraper, or a hotel, or a apartment building.

You look around the site and walked towards the crane, your dad's favorite machine. It was carrying about 5 wooden planks. They were swinging a little bit due to the slight wind. You turn your head back to see your brother nodding. He seemed to be looking inside the crane where the driver is supposed to be.

You ask your brother what's he doing.

"Oh nothing. Just telling him to be careful."

You look at the window at the driver's seat. There was no one there. Before you can say anything, you hear a loud "snap" from above. The wood was falling fast!

Your brother was angry. Once you were buried underneath the wood planks, he started yelling at "The Driver."

"You idiot! I told you to be careful! Now she can be dead! Why do you gotta ruin everything!?"
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A week has passed since you were buried. You magically survived and was now laying on the hospital bed. Of course your mother isn't there like usual. The grudge grows the more you think about it.

Your brother is right next to you when the doctor came in. Basically he said that your stomach was very damaged so they replaced it with one they had. He said that your gonna be fine and that'll you need to stay overnight. Your brother will come to check on you.

The nurse came in with a plate of food. She set it down in front of you and told you to eat up.

You took the spoon and scooped up some mashed potatoes. Once you put it in your mouth, you start to gag. You forcefully swallowed it and covered your mouth. You knew that hospital food wasn't the best in the world, but you didn't think it was that bad. You motioned your hand to the trashcan because your body was about to reject the food.

Your brother passed you the trashcan with a blank expression. You quickly took it away and threw up. The doctor asked if you were OK. You responded by nodding your head. The nurse wiped your mouth with a paper towel.

The nurse then took the plate away and told you that she'll bring another plate. Both her and the doctor walked out of the room. Your brother held your hand and asked you about what just happened. Your response was that once you put the mashed potatoes in your mouth, it didn't feel...the same. Usually your body loves mashed potatoes. This time however, they rejected.

"It must be because of your new stomach. What if the stomach is different or never tasted some food before?"

Your brother brings up a good point. When your released tomorrow, you'll ask the doctor who had this stomachs before.
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So basically the doctor had no information about the person who owned the stomach. The only thing he gave you was a name, Jason King. Your brother was busy trying to get as much info on him as possible. You're cooking lunch for the both of you since your mother is at one of her many jobs. You decided to cook a pizza for the both of you. The scent smelled different than usual. Usually you liked the smell of pizza...now it smells weird. Oh well, maybe it taste better?

      You took the pizza out of the oven and cut it into 8 slices. You called your brother to eat. He brings his laptop and said he has bad news.

       "So I found out who Jason is... He was a 20 year old man that died 2 months ago due to suicide. Apparently he did it because he felt guilty. He said he always heard voices in his head. Those voices told him to kill certain people. After his victims were dead...."

       Your brother paused and looked down at the floor. You begged him to finish the sentence. So he did....

     "He'll eat them...mainly their liver. That's why you can't eat like you used to. Your stomach belonged to a cannibal."

     You begin to breathe heavily as your mind went out of control. You couldn't believe that it was true. Eating humans? Is that the only thing her stomach will allow? She couldn't kill anyone! Even if she decided to, who will be her first victim to see if it was true?

Your brother seemed to know exactly what you were thinking. He started to hug you and whisper in your ear. Your eyes widen when you hear what he said.

"We'll wait for mom to come home. I'll pass you a knife and you go kill her. She don t deserve to live after what she did to us. Once the deed is done, you take her liver and we run into the forest nearby."

You questioned him. He Just tells you to trust him and that everything will be fine. You nod your head an look towards the knifes, smiling and laughing at what's to come.
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Your mother came home late at night like usual. She puts her purse down at the couch and heads to the kitchen. She starts doing the dishes and talks to someone on the phone. You're there watching from the entrance, gripping the butcher knife your brother gave you. You pick your lips and look straight at her head. You suddenly got very hungry.

"Headshot."

You threw the knife straight at her head. Your mother was screaming as the blood ran down her face. You start laughing again, walking towards your mother and pulling the knife from her head. You seemed to have lost your mind! You've turned insane! You loved it...

You lifted the knife above your head and began stabbing your mother. Your laughter caused your brother to run downstairs to see the action.

"This is what happens to does who get on my bad side!~ YOU DIE!!"

After about 50 stabs, you proceeded to cut her stomach open and take out her liver to see if it was true.

"Go ahead...eat it."

Your brother walked up behind you and helped you up. You both stare at the human liver. Eating your mother's liver takes extreme guts. Luckily you had such a big grudge against your mother so this is a Payback sort thing.

You lick your lips and start to eat. Your stomach enjoyed the organ. You enjoyed the organ. You decided to try more organs. First you tried the heart, then the kidneys, then the lungs. They all tasted great, but you much preferred the liver.

"It's decided then. Anytime I kill someone, I'll take their liver for food. I'll only eat liver...from humans and animals."

Your brother nodded in agreement and told you it was time to go. You both ran out the house and headed to the forest. Your brother said he heard a dude talk about a huge mansion deep in the forest. He said it was owned by "Slenderman", a tall, skinny, faceless white man that wears a black suit.

You started to take interest in this "Slenderman" guy. Maybe he can help?

Suddenly, you and your brother start to hear static. You both look around to see where the sound was coming from. You both start to feel dizzy and weak.

"There he is..."

The last thing you saw was a tall, white figure staring right at you.
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Fast forward 1 year later. Slenderman introduced you both to the other killers and those called Proxy killers. A proxy works for Slenderman. He told you both to work for him so you can get used to killing.

Your brother accepted the job. He enjoyed working with the one who saved him and enjoyed being with the other 3 Proxy killers. It felt like a honor really. You on the other hand declined the offer. Sure you liked the proxy hang and Slender, but you liked being a line killer more. It was more your style. You knew your brother was gonna be separated from you sometimes, but you didn't mind. He needed his privacy.

So you see... I'm nowhere near normal not special. My brother is the same way. We kill for a living....we live with killers...we feast on humans. So say whatever you want about us. You'll be my next victim...remember that and watch your back.

"Headshot."

I honestly just finished this today and I think it's not that bad. I may be wrong...but for me right now it's alright. I never really wrote anything creepy so that's why it isn't that graphic like Creepypasta stories should be (sorry ;-;).

Also, I'm thinking Luna's catchphrase should be "Headshot" due to how she kills. I'm not that creative as you can tell XD.

Making Luna was very fun and writing her backstory was awesome! I'll be sure to make her brother as soon as possible too! Thomas needs some explaining to do for how he acted. Let's just say...it wasn't normal for him to act that way. I believe that was easy to tell.

I know I didn't include how she got her mask too so I must say this now... -_-

She was given her mask by Eyeless Jack because after hearing from Thomas how crazy she gets when killing, he decided it'll be best to hide her face with the opposite expression just so no one will see that crazy face XD

Now that has been taking care off, I must go and think about how to make Thomas! This should be fun! :3

Bye bye!

Word count: 1830 words.