Jeff silently stared where Slender had once stood. "But why can only Hoodie go?" He looked, for once, slightly confused.
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"You heard her- All she wants is someone to enjoy her company, correct?" Hoodie stared back up at him.
She put up a hand, the hand symbol for stop. "I don't think I should be around anyone..." Angel opened a high window, jumping out of it and flying away.
Hoodie shook his head, trying to comprehend what just happened. "Sh-shouldn't we go a-after her?"
Angel felt something around her ankle, for she was hovering overhead of all of the rest. She looked down, her sharp teeth gritted. "Hoodie, what are you doing!? I could hurt you! I could hurt any of you!!" She lowered to the ground, falling to her knees. "I need to go. Before I hurt any of you more than I already have."
"I was human, so emotion still lingers... Do you not realize that!?" she shouted, standing with a lash of her wings. This time, the blades remained looking like shined silver feathers. She lashed her arm, her eyes showing determination to prove her point, but they still showed sadness. Black tears streamed from her eyes, but they were now fading into a deep red. "Do you not understand the pain I'm going through? So what about petty love-triangles! What if I like someone and they don't like me back? Do you know how it feels? Do you know how it feels to be rejected in multiple ways!?" Her eyes were pitch-black, her teeth now very sharp. Her wings had faded into a deep grey. She was a dark angel.
She looked up, black tears streaming down her face. "How can I stay here, if all I do is hurt people? It seems like everyone here at least has a crush! I bet nobody has a crush on me!"
Hoodie looked down slightly.
Hoodie stood up from his little corner, beginning to walk over to her. Angel's wings were now folded behind her, the blades very well hidden. He sat down beside her, putting a hand to her shoulder. "D-Don't worry. W-We're all f-fine... S-See? Y-You healed u-u-us all." He held out his arm that had been stabbed, and smiled underneath his mask.
Angel growled like a cat. "I can't help it. It's really not my fault. My wings are new, I'm new to this entire, 'Creepypasta' thing..." She began silently sobbing into her knees, her wings bent and covering her.
Angel healed the wounds in each person and flew into the corner beside Hoodie's. "I'm too dangerous."
Her wings finally gave way and extended, flinging blades everywhere in the walls. At least one blade hit each person in the room. She stopped laughing, putting a hand to her mouth in shock. She ran over to Hoodie, who had dropped the camera, and pulled the three blades which had hit him out. Her face was a pure red, but she didn't care. She just wanted to help her "friend."
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