Kon'nichiwa, minna!

So, this is the SlenderMan Fanfic I have been talking about!

Yes, I know, 'been absent for a long time...

School does not give me breaks, not even in the weekends...

But I still find time to write, no worries!

Soooooooooooo...

I give you my first chapter of my SlenderMan Fanfic, Come little Matthew.

BTW, when it's in italic, it's whether Matthew talking to himself or SlenderMan talking to him in Matthew's head. It's like a sort of telepathy where you can speak in other people's minds.

So I bid you guys a good read!

See you at the end!

Hatsu Haruko -xxx-

Chapter One - The Meeting

Matthew Kirkland-Bonnefoy was simply a 10 year-old boy, living with his father, Arthur, and mother, France. He lived near a beautiful forest, so mysterious and... Well, that was it. It was, simply, mysterious. And Matthew loved the aura coming from the forest. He would go every day, but his parents always objected his wish (but he would go secretly without them knowing). Long ago, children who wandered in the forest next to his school disappeared from the town if ever they went too far. Some say the victims were decapitated limb from limb, while others thought they had been brutally killed by a unknown sharp object. They all thought it was because of a mythical creature still lurking into the woods 'till this day, but rumor has it the killer looked like a person, but, he wasn't human. No one knew for sure what it looked like, but there were some things that were repeated most of the time; very tall, pale-looking, very skinny, wearing a black suit and a black tie, and no face. He had no name, since no one even dared giving him an identity. Ever since those horrific times, nor adult or child was allowed in that forest. But Matthew was somehow different. He didn't care of what people thought. He didn't believe in what the townspeople said. And even after going many times deep inside the forest (without his parents knowing, of course), he always returned with no injuries. He never understood why, though. Was he considered special to someone? Or something? He didn't know, really. Nor did he know that what people are telling is actually true...

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It was a bright, sunny day when Matthew woke up. He didn't want to get up, since his bed was practically begging him to stay by its side. But sadly, Matthew had to refuse the offer; he was going to miss school if he stayed lying on his trustworthy mattress again. So he got up, walked towards his dresser, and picked his usual clothes of the day; kind-of-skinny jeans, tomato-red shirt and fresh underwear with lastly, a pair of socks. Once fully clothed, he went downstairs to meet his mom who was making breakfast. His father was probably still sleeping since he works real late. Matthew greeted her as usual, and prepared his school bag for the day. His mom told him that she would be out with his father 'till very late at night; so he wouldn't have to worry. When his mom was done with his usual pancakes, he hurried to get his maple syrup and poured it all over his meal. France just ignored it, since Matthew is a growing child. He needs to eat lots to grow up big and strong. When he was done, he gave his plate to his mom and hurried out the door with his schoolbag. Today was the last day of school, and Matthew was really pumped. He could go more in the forest and have more time to explore it. So he gave his mom a sweet kiss on the cheek and hurried outside the house.

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Once he arrived at Williams School, he quickly put his schoolbag in its rightful place and took out the homework he had to finish. His teacher, Mrs. Natalya, wasn't surprised to see that Matthew's homework was done perfectly and neatly. She gave him a big sticker, and moved on with the next student. Matthew was always proud of his work. He always enjoyed receiving a huge sticker. It boosted up his confidence. But some other kids in his class, or 'The Bad Friends Trio', as everyone calls them, didn't like him receiving all the big stickers, so one day they decided to all gang up on him. It wasn't a good day for Matthew. He came back home with bruises from all the punches that he received, and his parents called the school. The 'Bad Friends Trio' apologized and swore to never repeat this incident. Didn't mean they would stop their annoyance. But Matthew was stronger. Somehow, being in the forest calmed him. When he put back his homework in his schoolbag and took out his agenda, he noticed out the window, to his left, a shadowy figure of a tall, skinny man. Even with his glasses, Matthew still couldn't see him well. When he looked back at his agenda, and took another peek at the window, the stranger was nowhere to be seen. So the Straight-A student turned his attention to his teacher, still wondering who that charming stranger was.

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When school was done, he should have taken the usual path to go back home, but he wanted to make a detour to the forest. Many classmates thought he was weird, except his only friend, Alfred. They were best buddies since the first day of school, in the first grade of primary. Matthew was being harassed by the "Bad Friends Trio" when suddenly; Alfred flew in to the rescue. And since then, they had become the best of friends. When Matthew came out from his thought bubble, he realized... He didn't know where he was. This part of the forest was unknown to him, which was weird because he knew the forest very well. He looked around; looking for any tree that resembled the ones he had seen before. When he finally spot one, he ran towards it to have a better view. But, it looked like the same scenery he saw earlier. Was he... Lost? 'Mommy's going to be mad if I don't come back home soon...', the little boy thought. He looked around again, still not finding any possible path to escape from the forest. So, he did all he could really do; walk forward. He hung to his schoolbag straps tighter with each step. Although he did say he liked the forest, doesn't mean that being lost in it wasn't scary. With each step, his heartbeat continued on going faster and faster.

"Are you lost, little one?".

Matthew sprung around to look behind him, but saw no one. Thing is, the voice didn't come from the outside, it spoke into his mind.

"Are you lost, little one?", the voice repeated.

Matthew didn't know what to do. Was it his imagination? Well, whatever it was, it wasn't going to scare Matthew.

"Yes, I'm lost.", he courageously said aloud. Matthew looked around again, still finding no one near him.

"What is your name, little one?", the voice asked once again.

Matthew gulped, and raised his voice:

"I don't talk to strangers, Mister.".

"Oh, I see.", the voice simply answered.

Suddenly, Matthew felt something grabbing his waist. He looked, and saw... A sort of tentacle? Then, another one came, taking his bag off his shoulders, just leaving it there on the ground, while Matthew was sprung up in a high altitude. He let a small cry escape his mouth as he was going higher and higher, leaving the ground at a high speed. Then, he stopped. He looked down, now regretting his actions, and his fear of heights showed clearly on his face. He struggled with only one tentacle around him, and now a second one arrived, slithering around his chest. What was this?

"I-I-I-I'm a-a-afraid of he-e-e-ights!", the boy yelled.

And how high was he? Maybe more than 160 feet. He tried to push the tentacles away, but they stayed firm around his body. What has the forest done to him?

"Little one, when someone asks you a question, you must answer it. Whether it is a stranger or not.", the voice snapped. "Must you not answer and I will go higher.".

"No! Please, Mister, let me d-d-d-down! I-I'm afraid of heights!", Matthew repeated.

"Then answer me, little one. What is your name?", the voice asked for the third time.

"M-M-M-Matthew.", the boy answered, despite his situation.

After his response, he was brought back to the ground. When his two feet touched the grass, the tentacles escaped his body and went back to the left side of the forest. Although he wanted to see what was behind those trees, he was still in a mental shock after being held so high. He sat down on the grass, and started crying.

"Do not cry, little Matthew.", the voice echoed in his head. "Are you that scared of heights?".

The boy nodded, trying to fight back tears that just came back flowing down his cheeks. From the trees came another tentacle that approached Matthew little by little. The curious child stopped his cries and went to go poke it, and the tentacle drew back quickly. He laughed, seeing that he wasn't the only one scared of the other. Then, the tentacle came closer to his face. It wiped tears that had fallen on his cheeks, and withdrew back into the dark forest. Now over his shock, he got up, dusted himself from all the dirt on his pants, and went slowly towards the trees. He was curious to see what kind of person this stranger was. The closer he got, the more his heart beat faster in his chest. It didn't help that with each step; branches under his feet would crack under the pressure. But he really wanted to see what the mister looked like.

"Mister!?", he yelled. "Are you playing Hide and Seek?".

No answer.

"Mister?!", Matthew yelled again. He went further into where the man went, leaving his schoolbag behind. He didn't notice that the farther he went, the darker it was. When he finally came back to reality, he noticed how much the light has disappeared. He was frightened.

"MISTER! I'M SCARED!", he yelled once again, hoping that he man was still near where he was.

Suddenly, a tentacle wrapped itself around his arm, tugging slightly towards the way he had to go, as if it wanted to show him something. Matthew followed the tentacle, only to hear once again the soothing voice:

"Has curiosity overwhelmed you, little Matthew? You wish to see what I look like?".

"Y-yes.", he answered honestly.

"Then come closer.", the voice said.

Matthew did what he was told and continued walking forward. He was brought in a circle of trees in which light had been concentrated. The scenery was absolutely outstanding; the trees were of a mix of green. And with that was the sweet scent of pine; Matthew adored it. The tentacle left his arm, only to come back into the dark trees. Matthew heard twigs breaking near where he was, and got a bit scared of what could be coming out of the shadows. What he first noticed was the shiny, black shoes. Then he saw the long, black, tidy pants. But he had to look up higher to see the rest. The first thing he noticed was a black suit and a black tie. Why does it seem so familiar to him? Then he looked higher. The man had no face.

Hello!

So, did you like it?

Reviews would be most appreciated, fellow readers and writers~!

See you guys on the second chapter!

Hatsu Haruko -xxx-

PS: So, I said I would be writing a ChinaxRussia Fanfic... That's going to happen, no worries! (Just give me time, I want it to be worthwhile to read! The same goes for my future and present Fanfictions!)

I also intend to write a GarryxIb Fanfic, 'cause I just love their adorable relationship! (if you guys don't know Ib nor Garry, it's from a game called Ib. You can look it up on Google or watch people play it on Youtube!)

Lastly, don't think I forgot about Canada and America! (which is my OTP, so how could I ever forget about them?! 3) I also intend to write a Fanfic once again, just later, 'cause I have three to write at the same time!