
His Toys: A Conversion Bureau Fic
It has many names: Der Ritter, Der Großmann, The Tall Man, The Thin Man, The Pale One, The White King, Master, Slender Man. The closest word Humans have for it would be fear.. A tall faceless creature. It preys on children, and the occasional adult. It enjoys driving men insane. It has it's own henchmen, Proxies. It radiates fear; some say it is fear. One thing is for certain: you do not want to upset it.
And that's just what the Conversion Bureau did. They have converted most of the human race, thanks to their fanatical devotion and surprise. Human extinction is almost certain. They just didn't foresee one thing.
Him. They had the gall to attack the Human race, his toys. They are his playthings, not theirs. They needed to be punished. He will make them suffer. He will make them fear his name too.
AN: Not a happy fic. Expect ponies to die. Horribly. Even foals( though their deaths will be quick and few( only one)) This is evil Slender Man. Emphasis on evil. If this is not your cup of tea, turn back now. Also, Slender Man won't be doing his usual M.O.( No stalking, ect.)
1 Chapter:
- Prologue 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC398