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(Y/n) (L/n)'s Perspective
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"So why are you two not in a bar down the street that is just for 'special' people?" Annette asked, clearly as confused as I am.

"What place for special people?"

"It's called the Kink Bar. It obviously sounds bad, but it's supposed to. It either keeps out people or brings them in. Humans aren't allowed entry and once you enter, you're told to take off things like the 'Not-Quite-Yourself' pendent, such as yours so it doesn't break. Once you get into the safe area you turn back to your normal form. Then it's just a regular bar that has sections to it. The bar and or strip club, a therapy area, a training area, that kind of stuff that keeps people like us safe." Annette explained, lowering her voice so no one else could really hear except those at our table.

"Oh that place. Yeah well they said they don't let humans in, so I decided to stick with this place. Humans are easier to trick." Offender commented, taking a shot. I chuckled, the Slenders gave me a questioning look.

"Well that's why we're here. Cause some trouble and get out. But Annette already has a large kill count out of town and she doesn't want it coming in. And because of you guys, the folks around here don't really look up other killers." I explain.

"Have you killed a person before?" Slender asked, clearly not seeing me as the type.

"Once or twice every other year. I try not to create a bad reputation. I don't want to accidentally get caught and have to change from this look." I motion to myself.

"You don't normally look like this?" Slender asked.

"No. My hair and eyes are the same in my normal form, but I'm a lot paler and more demonic looking in my normal form." I explain, taking a sip of my drink, wanting to drown myself in the poisonous substance.

"You're also a lot sexier in your normal form." Annette commented, I covered my face.

"Was that necessary?"

"I'm just trying to help you feel better!" Annette pouted. I smile a little.

"I'd like to see this 'other form' of yours." Slender requested.

"Oh! Me too!" Offender chimed in.

"I can't. My magic is in a funk remember? The other reason we're not in the safe bar is because if I turn back I might not be able to disguise myself back in this form. And the 'Not-Quite-Yourself' pendent only lasts so long and I have work."

Slender nodded, while Offender seemed to pout. Annette finished up her shots with her husband, who I should probably introduce as Shawn.

"Hey (Y/n), Lynn is calling, I'll be right back!" Annette said.

"Okay! Tell her I said hi!"

"I'm sure she'd love to hear that from her favorite aunt!" She winked before walking out of the bar. I was surprised Shawn was still at the table.

"Aren't you gonna chase your wife lover boy?" I joke with him, he chuckled.

"She said to stay here. Me and Lynn have been arguing."

"Awe... why?"

"Who's Lynn?" Slender interrupted.

"My oldest daughter." Shawn responded.

"How many kids do you have?" Offended asked.

"8." Shawn replied smoothly, waving the bartender for another round.

"Woah. That's a lot."

"Not really. We're going to be alive till the end of the world. Might as well have kids."

"We've probably been alive longer than you and we don't even technically have kids." Offender motions to him and Slender.

"Technically I have a child." Slender argued.

"You did a surprise adoption, now shut up. I meant birth kids." Offender said.

"Have you been in a serious relationship?" Shawn asked.

"Yes, but it ended bad."

"That's probably why. And you sleep with just about every girl you meet. So...?"

"Can we change the subject?!" I suggested, my voice coming out a lot louder than it needed to be. That caught all three of them by surprise. Shawn was quick to apologize.

"Oh, sorry (Y/n). I forgot. You just seems to be doing fine."

"It's ok just drop it." I finish my shots. And wave over the bar tender and ask for the hardest liquor they had.

"Woah you shouldn't be drinking that much!"
Shawn said, I just give him a glare.

"I came here to forget, not to remember."

"You are going to hurt someone and yourself." I got up and slammed my hands on the table.

"Then I'll just go home!"

"Hey! Calm down..." Slender said in a calming voice. I look at him, then I look at Offender. I teleport out of the booth and go to the back where the bathrooms are. I get my drink and hide in the woman's bathroom and drink.

The music and the sound of people talking all started to blend together. My body felt numb, but I felt better. At least for a little bit.

'Why am I like this...?'

'I didn't mean to raise my voice! Why did I do that?'

I heard a knock on my stall and perk.

"(Y/n) can you come out please?" It was Annette.

"No... I've probably messed up my makeup..." I wipe my eyes and smear mascara onto my hands, which were now wet from tears that I didn't realize were even coming out.

"We'll fix it. Look. Shawn is sorry, he didn't realize that you were still troubled by... you know what." I just grunt in response. "Please come out. Your friends are worried."

"Heh..." they're worried? About me? Pft!

'I made them worried about my problems... they don't need to worry about me...'

"Fine..." I gave in after a numerous amount of begging. We fixed my makeup and I calmed down. But I was still very much drunk at this point.

The world started to fade out.

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I woke up in a comfortable bed. I couldn't help but sink into it, feeling quite comfortable and definitely not recognizing it as my own.

I felt eyes on me, as usual. I turn and see Slender and Offender examining me.

"Do you always need to stare at me whenever I wake up?" I ask and stretch.

"No, but you're kind of..." he trailed off, still staring at me.

"Exposed?" Offender finished, a wide smirk on his face.

I blink completely confused. What's that supposed to mean?! I take a glance down. I wasn't much human anymore! And not very much dressed!

A squeak escaped my lips as my wings quickly surround my almost nude body.

"You could've told me instead of just staring!"

"I guess... but it's so strange..." Slender said as he stepped closer to me. I was blushing darkly at this point.

"I told you you could look but now that she's awake and uncomfortable you need to back up!" Annette's voice broke through the awkward silence.

"Yes, but—"

"No buts! Both of you get out!" They left as she had commanded.

She kneeled beside me.

"You got in a pretty nasty fight last night..." She had me sit up with my feet hanging off the side. My head was ringing and I whimpered.

"F-fight...?" I questioned.

"Yes. Fight. You ran into Carter. He kind of grabbed you the wrong way and you took your glass and smashed it on his head and it kind of went off from there." I felt like crying.

"Annette... I-I'm so sorry..." I whimper, she cups my cheek.

"You didn't do anything wrong. We were able to calm everything down when the police arrived. Charges and such were dropped, but... Carter disappeared so we weren't able to find his whereabouts." I just nodded at her words.

"I'm so sorry... so sorry..." I nuzzled her shoulder, resting myself on her.

"It's ok... it's ok..."

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Flash. Back.
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As Annette was leading your drunken self out of the bar. You felt somebody grab your ass. You whipped around and saw it was Carter. You were suddenly frozen in fear. Your breathing suddenly ragged and petrified.

He gripped your ass and pulled you to him. He sent a text on his phone to someone who's name was familiar... Zag lo...? Something like that.

"Let me go. Right now." You demanded. He just chuckled, he was about to say no when you hit him so hard on the head with the glass cup. It shattered into a million pieces and he was now bleeding.

A couple of people had screamed in surprise. Annette grabbed you and tried to pull you away, but Carter tugged you back and pulled out a knife. He stabbed at Annette but missed. Instead, he hit you. He had cut your arm and stomach while flailing that blade around.

You yelled out in pain and hit him with your body. Causing him to drop the knife and you hit him harder and kicked him before running away to the booth with Annette.

"Watch her." Annette demanded as she suddenly shifted ever so slightly to give herself more power to help beat this guy. Soon the police were there and she put her hands up as told. Last thing you remembered was fainting on the way to the ambulance.