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      Published: 2014-12-28 Updated: 2015-07-02 Chapters: 6/? Words: 5179
****** He Will Be Popular ******
by Luckas_Silver_(Twin_Quicksilver)
Summary
     James is a shapeshifter in a world of hate. Abused and raped by his
     father, James has a tough demeanor and a major problem in his private
     school. James was in a car accident and lost his voice. Join him in
     his battle to be normal while the Vampire Kid, Strider, stalks away
     any chance of normalcy.
     "^-^"
     Dave Strider and his family are the Royal Vampire Bloodline. After
     his mother died, Dave and his siblings have hid in the shadows for a
     hundred years. It's when he and his siblings join a new high school
     that Dave feels his cold heart beat again. Will this silent boy love
     him?
     (O) ___ (O)
     Slenderman and his brothers control a very elite school of gifted
     vampires, werewolves, and shapeshifters. (Due to their vast knowledge
     of the planet's history and because no one wants to be stalked to
     death.) They also teach the students with their other Creepypasta
     friends in their area. Other Creeps govern other schools and so on.
     So when Slenderman sees a potential student or two joining their
     ranks, even he gets a little creeped out.
     ~~~
     I hope you all enjoy this Dramatic Adventure Thriller in all the
     right AND wrong places XD Stay tuned and thanks for reading!
Notes
     Trigger Warning: Implied Rape
     Disclaimer: I do not own anything other than my original characters
     and this story format.
     I will also change from 3rd person to 1st person perspectives
     throughout my story as I like to keep things alive and entertaining.
     If it ever gets a bit out of hand just let me know and I can start
     clarifying it in each chapter. Thanks for reading!
See the end of the work for more notes
***** Prologue *****
Screech!
Tires squealed against the pavement and yelling could be heard.
Jacob Kindred shuddered as his father stomped up the front steps and nearly
kicked the door in.
He tried to pretend to be asleep and calm his breathing as his father stomped
into the house, up the stairs, and near the bedroom door.

The door.

The only thing separating father and son; adult and child; villain and victim.

James would not call him a father or adult.
A father was supposed to love and protect his son.
An adult was supposed to help a child.

Yet the villain was meant to torture the victim until they were no longer
needed.
His thoughts on this subject were interrupted for his father had turned him
over in his bed.
Wide, blue eyes stared upwards into the cloudy, murky, teal of the villain’s
own eyes.
James swallowed and tried, in vain, to say something.
He cried as he was stripped to nothing.

Every bite, lick, thrust, and shout stripped him of what little he had left.
It wasn’t over, and James feared it never would be.
The villain tortured him by continuing past climax and came again.
It wasn’t till after the villain was bored with things that he left and went to
James’ mother.

James knew that school would start in the morning and left to clean up quietly.
He cleaned his throat and used the herbal bruise cream he made from scratch to
get rid of the scars before they appeared.
He looked at the stitches over his vocal chords.
The scarred skin had been long healed from the car accident that changed
everything.
James couldn’t remember it, but he could remember how hard it was to learn sign
language after it happened.

He got dressed in pajama pants and went back to sleep.
“^-^”
***** Chapter 1: Flashbacks and New Kids *****
Chapter Summary
     Dave is introduced yet James doesn't really give a shit.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
James got ready, in silence, when he awoke. Dressing in his black skinny jeans,
black tank top, and tying on a red scarf to hide the scar on his neck, James
wore his socks down stairs and into the kitchen where he met eyes with his
mother before making his father coffee. His mother knew what happened last
night and tried to apologize only to get a glare in return. He took the notepad
from the fridge and wrote: If you don’t want to leave him and take me, then you
have no right to apologize for allowing him to do what he does.He left the mug
of coffee, pain reliever, and a sunny-side-up egg on the table for his father
before he grabbed his shoes. He put them on and grabbed a jacket from his
closet as well as his backpack and bike chain with its lock. He slipped his
jacket on as he left the house and put his backpack on when he got his bike out
from behind the rose bushes his mother loved. He rode his bike all the way to
the school an hour before he was expected to be there. He nodded to a few
teachers he recognized from his freshman year.
Sighing he ‘parked’ his bike and chained it up by connecting the bike rack and
center of the bike before locking it with his key. He put the key around his
neck then went inside the tall, red brick building. Inside was the usual white
walls, green trimming, and white tile floors that were common in Greytown’s
over prestigious schools and religious buildings. He walked past green lockers
and went straight to the main office. After talking with the deaf assistant
there about how he would go about his classes, James went to his locker, number
one hundred sixty-nine, and got all of his school supplies out it before
putting it all into his backpack. The assistant he had talked to had been with
him ever since the accident and did the necessary school shopping for him since
he couldn’t talk and had to help his mother and protect his little sister. He
shuddered and was glad the assistant put a warmer, black Under Armor sweatshirt
without a hood in his locker for him. He put it on before picking his backpack
up again and putting it on. Locking his locker he looked at the digital watch
his mother got him for his last birthday to see he had another hour before
school started and the freshmen students were already showing up for early
bird. He decided to go to his first class and wait there in his never-ending
silence until the other sophomores showed up. He remembered what happened last
night and shuddered again as he looked out the window and his mind drifted off
to why his villain tortured him and not his sister…
*Flashback: Greytown, Lillard, Sana Dere, Vanadia. Year 8978. Two months after
the car accident.*
James was sitting on his bed when he heard his drunken father yell at his
little sister. He got up and went out to the hall since he never heard his dad
yell at her like that before. What he saw made him understand why.
Everything in the living room was in disarray. There were scribbles on the
coffee table, tears in the couch cushions and pillows, and muddy prints over
the fireplace and carpet. His eyes scanned over the fallen and broken picture
frames. His dad threw out a cat that his sister had brought into the house. She
shook in the corner of the room as their father neared her and slowly undid his
pants.
“You need to be taught a lesson it seems,” he chuckled out and James acted
instinctively.
He ran over and stood between them and pointed at himself. His father frowned
and waited for him to continue. He pulled out his phone and typed hurriedly
before showing his father what he typed.
If you leave her alone and don’t touch her in that way then you can have me any
time you want. Besides, I’d be tighter without the mess her parts bring.
His father smirked and grabbed him by his collar before yanking him back up the
stairs and into his room. It was then that James had met his villain and prayed
that a hero might save the day, but no one came. Not even his mother.
*End of flashback*
James jumped when his teacher shook his shoulder. He smiled sheepishly and his
teacher smiled back in understanding. He just went over the class syllabus with
him like he had for the class and then gave a list of the clubs James was
interested in and their schedules for the first quarter of the year. He nodded
his thanks and got to work on getting ahead in his class until the bell rang.
When it did he gathered everything slowly so his peers could leave before he
did.
“Sup?” said an unfamiliar voice causing James to look up.
James took in the kid’s abnormally pale skin and dark shades that hid his eyes.
He could tell that this kid was one of the few vampires in this school and
wondered what another powerful being was doing at the school. Oh yeah, he goes
to school with werewolves, vampires, and shape shifters. He is one of the most
gifted shifters at the school though.
“Do you ever talk?” the kid asked causing James to let out a silent sigh.
No.He wrote on his notepad. It is hard to talk when you have no vocal chords.
He just left the note there for the kid to read before he put his backpack on
and left the classroom. The kid tried to catch up, but James was the best
runner on the track team. If he had a destination in mind then James could get
there in a few seconds or minutes. So James turned to glare at the kid and then
run to PE before the second minute of passing period. He got into the locker
room and to his locker with four minutes left.
“Hey, James. I see you’re excited for track,” the coach laughed and James
smirked at him. “Listen, we have a new kid. Yeah, first day of the year and
there’s a new kid. Actually, his family comes from a much respected line of
vamp nobles,” James froze then facepalmed. “What? Did you do something stupid
and meet the kid?” James rose a single finger and then pointed at the day’s
schedule of classes. “He’s in your first hour, huh? Figures, he chose you to be
his guide before school started. Your aid was supposed to tell you he was here
and that you’d have to help him, but I’ll guess that you went blissfully
unaware of this.”
Just then the kid came in only three seconds after the bell and was panting
heavily. James rolled his eyes and puts his things in his locker so they
wouldn’t get stolen. He chuckled silently when he saw it was locker one hundred
sixty-nine. It was the number of poems and short stories he had ready to
publish and was his lucky three-digit number so he was always glad when his
lockers met the theme.
“So this guy really is my student guide?” the kid asked the coach as they
watched James put everything in his locker.
“Yup, but don’t push him too hard. He’s our gold medalist in track and swim. He
also works on the yearbook committee and was Freshman Class Pres last year.”
“Cool. So what happened to him?”
James slammed his locker shut and glared at the kid while he locked it. He then
pulled his scarf down so only the kid could see the scar that was hidden
beneath it. His eyes widen and James fixed his scarf into place.
“Hey look! It’s the shape shifting faggot!” James rolled his eyes and waited
for his bullies to get closer before he shifted into the coach.
They froze because the coach was also a shape shifter. They backed away slowly
and then ran off saying “Sorry”. James rolled his eyes and shifted back to
normal and shrugged. He left the locker room silently and didn’t look at the
kid again.
“^-^”
Chapter End Notes
     Don't hurt me plz. XD Hope you enjoyed it and want to stay tuned for
     more!
***** Chapter 2: Life and Death *****
Chapter Summary
     This is a speed chapter. This is because it is for James. The events
     pass very quickly for him and his sister. I hope you enjoy.
      
     "^-^"
     The Villain is gone...free at last...
“^-^”
At the end of the day he had enough of the kid and turned to face him. Without
realizing his brothers had come to pick him and his twin up James raised his
hand and slapped the boy across the face making everyone gasp and the boy
freeze.
“I don’t know what game you think you’re playing, but I would love it if you’d
just shut the fuck up and ignored me like everybody else does,” James signed to
the kid.
He thought it was pointless, but the kid seemed to understand what James said.
He nodded to James, apologized for stepping over the line, turned, and went to
his brothers as his face started to turn red. James sighed silently and rubbed
the bridge of his nose before going to the kid and grabbing his shoulder. The
kid turned and James signed to him.
“If you knew sign language and said something about it sooner, I wouldn’t have
slapped you. Next time you want to talk to me use sign language. Not because I
fake being mute, but because I actually am mute. Despite what you think I truly
did get in a car accident and I truly did lose my voice,” James pulled off his
scarf and pointed to his scars before continuing, “These are real. You can ask
anyone hear about the accident and they’ll tell you about the explosion as well
as the house fire that followed. Luckily my family and I weren’t home when it
happened because we had been in the hospital recovering from the car accident.
All you had to do was be respectful and ask about it instead of yammering away
about how it’s cool to be with the golden Ace of the school even if they did
pretend to be mute. Yes, I was listening. It’s kind of hard to not listen to a
kid who doesn’t know how to shut up. Ever think that maybe, just maybe, people
talking makes me envious? Your voice is nice, so use it as you please, but do
not use it around me."
The boy was shocked by how pissed James looked and didn’t reply as he turned
then left. Everyone moved aside for James as he passed and James didn’t bother
tying his scarf back on. Instead he clenched his fist around it and it burst
into flames. Everyone gasped and James ran a hand through his hair before he
jumped off a wall and started jumping from each side to pass over everyone
while his scarf was no more. He got to the end of the hall where his locker was
faster than he would have by walking or running and threw it open without
caring for the lock. He took care of his backpack and froze when his phone went
off. He answered it and held it to his ear as his dad slurred to him. When the
line went dead James punched his locker closed and shook silently as he
grimaced. His phone was destroyed and his dad wanted him home as soon as he
could get there. So James did what he could. He fixed his backpack onto his
back and ran down the hall, shifted into a wolf mid run, and ran out the door
with his backpack still in place.
He ran into the woods and took the fastest route home before his dad tried to
call and he didn’t answer. If his dad found out he’d be in a shit load of
trouble. So James ran until he got home and shifted back into his human form
outside his house fully clothed and hair windswept. He saw his little sister
run out of the house with half her shirt on and got prepared mentally.
“Stay out here, Lily. Hide in the bushes,” Lily did it as soon as James signed
it to her, just in time for their father to come outside.
James tensed and his father grinned as he wobbled down the steps. James knew he
only had one chance at this to stop everything. To stop the pain his father
caused. He felt his scars, what he excused as mishaps while training, from
every time his father hit him and did other unspeakable things to him. James
let his powers surge through his blood and his eyes glowed navy as did his
fists.
His father had raped his sister.
Now James was going to make him pay. Just as his father reached him James threw
a punch to the man’s face. It knocked him off balance and James kicked him in
the gut and the man shifted into a black wolf. James gritted his teeth and
shifted into his wolf. His navy fur was an anomaly, even for his family.
Despite his age he was a bit bigger than his father was. He growled and the
vampire brothers from his school pulled up in their car. James howled and
charged his dad.
They tumbled, rolled, gnashed, bit, tore, and finally James bit into his
father’s neck and crushed it. They both shifted back and James was in his
clothes while his father was naked. James spat the red blood out of his mouth
and his sister ran out to him. He turned and picked up the mostly naked girl,
and held her as she cried for him. James went up the steps and got everything
packed for them as the boy who had bothered him all day went inside to see him.
James let his sister explain things to the boy while packing their clothes.
When he was done packing their clothes, James lead his sister outside and was
glad she dressed herself. He had included her favorite books and toys into her
bags as well as his own favorite things. He had focused on necessity; however,
and so he didn’t have much of their personal things. His sister had called
their mom only to find out their dad had killed her and James was also the next
in line for the Blackheart name. Their aunt and uncle had been in an accident
without any heir so James was it by default. James just stood, staring at his
father’s body, and ignored the sirens in the distance.
“Hey,” James ignored the boy and finally felt everything sink in.
He shook and clenched his hands into fists. He ignored his nails as they dug
into his skin and made his navy blood drip onto the ground. His scars slowly
faded and a growl bubbled in his throat. He closed his eyes and focused on his
vocal chords. His growl became louder and he stopped it when his vocal chords
were mostly healed. He inhaled sharply and exhaled audibly.
This was going to be a long week.
“^-^”
***** Chapter 3: Plots and Plans *****
Chapter Summary
     Dave is a bit hesitant of this kid...
     (O) ___ (O)
Sometimes it rocks being a vampire prince and other times it sucks. Literally
and figuratively. So, with that said, I must admit that I am utterly lost as to
what the fuck just happened. James had killed his father as a wolf and his
little sister is talking cheerfully with Dirk. I stood next to James and took
in his navy hair, navy eyes, and black clothes. Was he Goth? Judging by his
bloody hands I’d say he was born with navy hair and eyes naturally, but the
black? I was confused and he seemed to be doing some weird healing thing and
it’s caused his neck scars to fade a bit. I couldn’t stop watching him though.
I wasn’t sure if he really saw me and if he did he never asked about my shades
or pale skin.
“Hey, James?” I asked and moved my hand to his shoulder.
He grabbed it and I couldn’t help but gasp at his crushing grip. I must have
whimpered cuz he released me instantly and turned to go over to his sister. I
rubbed my wrist and glared at his back. He picked up his sister when she
noticed him and they said “bye” to my brothers. I watched after the two as they
gathered their bags and walked down the street. I went over to my brothers and
we all got in the car again.
“Is your wrist alright?” Bro asked me and I nodded.
“There’s something off about that kid. I know he’s mute and all, but it doesn’t
seem he can see either. I mean he can, but he just knows we’re there. He never
tried to ask about my clothes and slapped me. Would you slap a vampire kid in a
military uniform if you were a shape-shifter?” Bro seemed to agree with me as
did Rick and Dirk.
“Lily said that she was glad to be free from her abusive father. She explained
things and asked me to write it down for her in a note to the police. We both
put it on a rock with a sticker near the porch explaining the situation. James
is the Blackheart heir so he isn’t just a random shape-shifter. He’s special
and has a gift that he can’t block out. She said he can see auras and because
of that his eyes become clouded with color preventing him from taking in major
details. He sees it without seeing past the aura of what he’s looking at if
there is one,” Dirk explained to us.
“So he had no idea what we were wearing or who we were?” I muttered in
curiosity.
“I’m sure we can help him. Since our family works with the Blackhearts closely.
His aunt and uncle died earlier today as well as his mother so our helping him
would mean a lot,” Rick said and I looked at him.
“You want me to befriend him,” I sneered. “Ugh, he doesn’t listen or look at
me. I’d never be able to get close enough for that.”
Dirk snickered and everyone fell silent. I glared at Dirk and he just kept
snickering. I rolled my eyes and decided to try something. I pulled out my
notebook and started writing in it. I kept writing everything down about what
my brothers and I were wearing and I sighed. I hated Dirk so fucking much. He
was smirking at me and I knew he had seen something between James and I. I
wasn’t sure what it was, but I knew he’d hold it against me later.
(O) ___ (O)
***** Chapter 4: Confusion and Who??? *****
Chapter Summary
     So, Dave was like, thinking of James and then got caught up thinking
     about another boy and then he's still not paying attention and bumps
     into his own brother. So who's the knight in silver that catches him
     while he's falling?
It’s been a month since James and I had talked. James had been through a lot.
He was announced as the Heir to one of the Blackheart family’s organizations
soon after the police found the note at his house. It’s weird that no one else
knew he was the Heir aside from himself and my brothers until that point. No
matter how much I tried to relate to what he went through and what he’s going
through I just can’t. I couldn’t even imagine being named Heir to something
after killing my father let alone imagine the out roar announcing that I had a
mate to the public would bring. People everywhere were trying to figure out who
James’ mate was and even I couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous over the fact
he had someone. How long had they been together? What was his mate like? Were
they getting along? Why did I care so much? What was I supposed to be doing
again? Oh yeah, not thinking of James.
I felt Dirk nudge my shoulder and I looked at him instead of out the car
window. I raised a brow and he just smirked at me. I rolled my eyes and
returned to staring out the window. I watched the buildings and cars go past
until we reached our destination. It was a rival organization of ours. The
Silver Khat Clan was not just the royal Vampire Clan, but it was also a world
renowned and respected organization. They were the ones in charge of the school
education systems no matter if they were secondary, private, or public
schooling. The Silvers had it all under their control just as they owned all of
the hospitals in Europe and Asia. I heard that Luckas Silver, the true Heir and
oldest son, was also in charge of the organization’s smaller companies in the
fashion and gaming industries. His younger sister, Lunati Silver, was the
second Heir and in charge of the companies in business and finances. Jasmine
Kings wasn’t an Heir and was announced by the public’s journalists to be in
some sort of quadrant with Luckas. Jazz, as she preferred to be called, was in
charge of the hospitals in Europe and only took orders from Luckas. Kings is
also in charge of her one family business and was engaged to Kira Jane who took
charge of the Silvers trading company thanks to Jazz having been with Luckas
somehow.
In short Luckas was the only male aside from his father in the clan. He did
have more blood relations, but his sisters had been killed earlier on and so
Luckas found two people he could trust to help him through his life in the big
leagues. Jazz was speculated to be his Kismesis or Moirail and Kira Jane was
like a sister to Luckas. Lunati and Luckas were fives year apart in age and
Lunati tried to do better than him at everything. Lunati was said to have a
private engagement to someone and Luckas was also in a relationship with
someone behind the scenes.
“So, the royals call us up and ask us to join them at one of their hotels for
lunch and we don’t find this suspicious because…?” I looked at Rick who
chuckled in amusement.
“I’m sure you’ll find the meeting to be informative. Besides, the Silvers asked
the Blackheart Heir to join us with his younger sibling. I’m sure you and James
can catch up on the things you’ve missed,” Rick smirked at me as he gathered
his briefcase and got out of the car.
“James? Why is he here?” I grabbed mine and got out as well.
“Because like us he was invited.”
“Smartass.”
“Ladies, it’s time for us to head inside. So fix your makeup and let’s go
before we’re late,” Dirk said as he fixed his tie.
“Stay out of this, Dick,” Rick and I looked at each other as we said that at
the same time.
“Fine, then I guess I’ll meet James’ mate first,” Dirk smirked and, with his
briefcase in hand, he flashstepped into the building.
Dave flashstepped right after him and growled when he ran into Dirk’s back. He
stumbled back and was caught by someone. He looked up and froze at the sight of
the most beautiful silver eyes he had ever seen.
(O) ___ (O)
***** Chapter 5: Hormones and Drama *****
Chapter Summary
     In which Dave realizes three things with very little thought.
Dave got up and brushed himself off coolly. The boy chuckled and Dave realized
who he was instantly. The silver hair, silver eyes, the silver and lime suit,
how did he not realize who this was? Especially when the kid was wearing a damn
silver crown with emeralds in it.
“S-sorry, your majesty,” overly formal much Dave? He bowed to the young prince
and was very caught off guard. His brothers had also bowed to Luckas, but Dave
was taking it to a new level with the formality.
“Hey, it’s okay. No one got hurt, and you guys don’t have to bow. We’re here
for lunch, not for a formal declaration of war. So, at ease,” Dave straightened
up and he finally took in the prince a bit more.
He was definitely not what the paparazzi made him out to be. The kid looked to
be the same age as Dirk and him. Then again, this kid was the third oldest
vampire in the world so looks were very deceiving. Dave was still nervous and
became even more so when Luckas’ sister came up to stand next to Luckas. She
kept a very serious face whereas Luckas smiled in greeting. You could tell
right away that Lunati was more for formalities than Luckas was.
“Brother, are these the boys from the Strider Clan?” Lunati said in her
brother’s ear.
“Yes, now would you four please follow us down to the dining hall? We’ve
already reserved one of them for our little meeting,” Luckas led us down to
where we were going to have the meeting.
“It looks like you made a conference room into a dining room,” I found myself
saying when we walked in.
“Oh, it seems our secret is out,” Luckas laughed and he gave me an amused smile
that made me fight a blush. “Actually all of the major dining halls here are
used for private meetings and events. Like a birthday party or a meeting of
world domination.”
I raised a brow at that and kept pace as he led us to where we would be
sitting, “And you get birthday reservations how often?”
“At least once a day. In fact, an hour ago there had been a birthday party for
the cutest little werewolf girl. Since I was in the building I gave her an
emerald necklace that she was excited about,” he seemed happy to have done
that.
“Cool, and why do you need to hold meetings for world domination? You already
own all of Europe and Asia.”
That got Luckas to laugh and I smirked as he and I shared a look of amusement.
“Well, I have yet to gain leverage over the Americans, but when I do…”
“Call me so I can set up the fireworks,” and with that he laughed again.
“You’re Dave Strider, yes?” I nodded, “Well, Dave, I’m glad to know that your
little blunder earlier can be seen as excitement to be here. Though you aren’t
here for me.” He was in front of me instantly and I fought the urge to step
back, “Don’t do anything to James or I might make you regret it.” I nodded and
he went back to where he was just as James came in. “Oh! Jimmy! How wonderful.
I was beginning to worry you wouldn’t make it.” He was hugging James the second
James got two steps in the room.
Didn’t I ask you to stop with that name?James signed as he rolled his eyes. I
narrowed my eyes when Luckas kissed his forehead and laughed.
“Yes, but Jimmy just rolls off the tongue. Now, you’ll be sitting next to me
and across from my sister as we discussed earlier,” Luckas pulled him over to
where I was still standing and my brothers were sitting. There was one seat
next to mine and then the head of the table which meant that James would be
sitting next to me.
James met my gaze and stopped for a second. Hey.
You’re using sign language. Why?I chuckled softly and signed back to him.
Because someone told me it would make up for my stupidity the first day we
met.He smiled at me then and I smirked back.
Thank you.I pulled his chair out for him and he sat down. I took my seat next
to him and Luckas huffed when he sat down at the head of the table.
“Right. Awkward silence asi-OW!” Dave raised a brow at James who rolled his
eyes. Luckas rubbed his leg and I got up. “Where are you going, Strider?”
I didn’t reply. Instead I went to the door and knelt down to look at James’
sister. I offered her my hand and when she took it I pulled her into my arms
and carried her over to where I was sitting. I sat her down in the chair and
smiled when she looked up at me questioningly.
I couldn’t forget you. Unlike some people I know how important it is to be with
family.I went and sat in the only available seat at the other end of the table.
The young girl hugged her brother and sat down happy to be a part of the
meeting. I looked at Luckas and he seemed to be at a loss for words.
“Okay, well. The reason I asked for almost all of you to be here is because I
wanted to tell you guys that I am in fact expanding my family’s organization.
Lunati and I have decided to marry our respective mates and because of this we
wanted to let you all know of how it would affect all of you.”
At that moment I realized three things. One: James and Luckas were engaged.
Two: I had a crush on both of them. Three: Luckas was completely and utterly
insane. Somehow I thought that we might be able to make it work and somehow I
forgot to tell my hormones that falling in love with two men would seem
unethical to most. I’m a vampire. Most can go fuck themselves.
(O) ___ (O)
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End Notes
     I hope you enjoyed this short chapter and remember that the key to
     reading this story is this:
     "^-^" This is what I put after James' part of the story.
     (O) ___ (O) This is what I put after Dave's part of the story.
     ~~~ This is what I put after Slender's part of the story.
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