A/n: Coming at you guys with Slenderman. Ugh. He scares the shit outta me, bros.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Warnings: language, some adult content in future chapters.
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Faceless
Prologue:
"What can you tell us?"
"About...?"
"The person who took your brother."
"It's not a who. It's an... it."
"Ms. Kagamine, this monster that you've made up, it doesn't exist. Someone kidnapped your brother. We're only trying to help. And we can't do anything unless you cooperate."
Rin Kagamine sat back, blue eyes darting. She didn't feel comfortable. Hadn't in weeks. "I'm tell the truth," she said to the detective in front of her.
He was in his mid-twenties, with long purple hair and dark blue eyes. He leant forward, putting his elbows on the table between them. His gaze darted up to the cameras in the room, and then to the security guard. He didn't trust her, that much was obvious. Because he thought she killed Len. "Let's try this again," he murmured.
"I already told you everything I saw!" Rin slammed her tiny fists down on the table in front of her. "I'm not a child with an overactive imagination. I know what happened, but you assholes aren't listening to me!"
"You're fourteen," the man said smoothly. "Adolescents tend to block out traumatizing memories. Or replace them with wild stories which no one will believe. Your psychiatrist said—"
"I know what he said."
"—that your brain was playing tricks on you, twisting your memories into intricate tales of this tall faceless creature you think took your twin brother."
"I'm not lying."
The older ran a hand through his hair, sighing. "I'm not saying you are. I believe you truly believe what your telling me. But, Ms. Kagamine, you have to know things aren't looking good for you," he explained slowly. "We have witnesses that say you and Len went into the woods together, and when you came out, you were covered in his blood, screaming about a monster. So many people think that you—"
"I would never hurt Len! I want him back more than anything!" Rin stood, crossing her arms, tears forming at the corners of her eyes. She hurriedly wiped them away with her sleeve. No way would she let this man see her cry. Detective Gakupo Kamui was not a force to be reckoned with, nor was he known for tenderness.
"Please, sit back down," Gakupo suggested, motioning to her chair.
"Here me out," Rin began. "Len and I did go into the woods together, and when we were there, this thing came out. It was... It was tall, a-and... Oh, God..." Her stomach churned at the memory. "Its face. E-except... it didn't have one, it was—"
"You've told this story before."
"It's not a story!"
Gakupo stood, towering over the slight girl. "You expect me to believe a monster has your brother."
"I don't think it has him," Rin confessed, "I think it killed him. And it's coming after me next. I don't know how, and I don't know when, but it is. And I can't do anything. I can't eat, I can't sleep, I can't even live."
"I know you must—"
"No, you don't!" Rin cried. "You don't know! I can't do anything but wait! And none of you will help me because none of you fucking believe me! Why?! Why can't you believe me!"
"Because it's not—"
"It is!"
"Rin!" he snapped, finally. "This monster doesn't exist."
"It does! It does it does it does it does!"
From outside the door, a shadow moved, lurking around the corner.
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A/n: Doesn't make a lot of sense yet, but it will.
R&R!