Hey there! Welcome to Chapter 1 of this story! All Creepypasta belong to their respectful owners. All I own is Rinta. Who is under copyright of Wind-Mage-Vaati12 and Noahofbond18. By the way, Rinta has schizophrenia, so I did some research to what that's like. But I'm 99% sure I got it wrong. So please excuse me... I feel so stupid... eh...

Chapter 1

Master

Rinta could still remember that day. The day that changed her life forever. Even though it had happened over seven years ago, she remembered it as though it had happened only yesterday. It had been a sunny day in summer. A day that started out like any other. Rinta, had been about five then. She had never had many friends, being a loner she didn't really need or want them. The fact that she had schizophrenia didn't help either. Perhaps, that was what had drawn her to him. The strange man she met in the forest.

She had been playing in her yard and had kicked her ball a bit too far. Though she had been told not to go into the forest by her mother, she had chased after the ball. It took quite a while to find it. It was when she found it, did she meet him. He was a very peculiar looking man too. Extremely tall, almost 7 or 8 feet tall. Despite the heat of the day, he was wearing a jet black suit and crimson tie. He had a slender figure and limbs, though he was obviously male. However, that was hardly the strangest part of his appearance. He had a blank face if you could even call it that, his skin was literally white as a sheet, no eyes no mouth no nose. Only small dios of where they should be. A normal person, would have been frightened by such a man. Rinta on the other hand had not been. If asked, she can never truly say the reason for this. All she knows is that the strange faceless man did not scare her. Not even a little bit. The little girl had looked up at him for a minute or two, before her golden eyes found the ball in the grasp of one of his slender hands.

"You found my ball." She said, pointing a small finger at it. The slender man looked down at the ball, then back at Rinta. He kneeled down onto one knee and offered the ball. Rinta smiled and took it back. "Thank you mister." He nodded. "Hey mister," she started, tilting her head curiously. "how come you've you got no face? Did you lose it? My aunty has a cat that lost its eye. We couldn't find it. So now it doesn't have an eye. I never met someone who lost their whole face before! I can help you find it. Or we could just play ball if you're tired of looking for now..."

"Rinta!" the voice of her mother called. The little girl turned towards her mother's voice. "Rinta! Where are you?" Rinta looked back at the man.

"Thanks for the ball mister!" She called, smiling, before running off to her mother. It it wasn't for her unhealthy lack of fear and big mouth, Rinta honestly has no idea what he would have done to her. She didn't see the slender man for a very long time after that and she soon forgot about him. Until, one day, she saw him once again.

Seven years later was when she saw him again and she had been frightened when he appeared to her again. She had gone into the forest to sketch for a while. Her sketchbook leaning on an easel, she sketched the trees to her hearts content. She looked up and gasped. The faceless man stood there, looking at her. He waved slightly. Rinta hid behind her easel, the crazy thought that if she hid, maybe he'd go away. She stood there like that for a moment, before something gently tapped her shoulder. Her golden eyes looked up and there he was. Standing tall over the easel, black tentacles protruding from his back. A small scream escaped her throat and she fell backwards in surprise. The slender man had bent down slightly to look at her closer as she continued to stare at him, wide eyed and scared. She blinked in surprise when a slender hand was offered to her. For a moment, Rinta was confused. Then she realized that he probably wanted her to take his hand. Slowly, very slowly, she reached out a pale hand to take his. The long, slender fingers gently wrapped around her's. He helped her up. It was such a simple act. But when he touched her hand... that small moment of skin-on-skin contact... she had this feeling. It was the feeling someone has deep down in their gut, when they know something bad is about to happen. That moment when you know you should have gone the other way. But Rinta had decided to ignore that feeling. Before she knew it, she digging herself a deeper and deeper grave by the day...

Soon after that, Rinta had discovered her mother had a terminal illness and had to remain at the hospital. Her father was too busy to care for her, so she was constantly lonely. She visited the man every day. He didn't talk, and he didn't need to. Usually, Rinta just finished up classwork or homework but he seemed to enjoy her company anyways. During school break she would bring games to play and have one sided conversations, telling him about her life. After some time, she started sharing her high school plans, her dreams and passions. He would always listen, watch Rinta with his full attention and interest. He was honestly probably her only friend and she began to trust him more day by day. She had trusted him...

It had been a very bad day... A few days before, her mother had died from that illness and her father had gone off with some other woman, leaving Rinta all alone. Desperate for comfort of any kind, she had gone to the forest to see her friend. Tears streaming down her cheeks, Rinta walked through the cold forest.

"Tall guy!" She called, not knowing his real name. "Are you there?" She felt a light tap on her shoulder and turned. "Oh hey... there you are." She then noticed that he seemed... different. His tendrils were out again and he seemed taller for some reason. "Are you okay?" He reached for her. There was a loud ripping sound as the man's face seemed to tear open where his mouth was, forming a mouth. Golden eyes widened in fear, muscles tensing up. Before she knew what was happening, two tentacles had wrapped around her, holding her arms to her sides. She struggled, trying to get away from the faceless man. His mouth opened wide a symbol glowing inside of it, though she couldn't make out what it was. "Let me go! Please!" The 14 year old girl had cried. The tentacles lifted her off the ground. Then... he sank his teeth into her stomach, a hissing sound coming from him. Blood poured from her stomach as her eyes stared up at the sky, his hand tilting her chin up, tears streaming down her cheeks. Rinta had never felt a pain so intense, until he forced his brand onto her skin. She could feel the layers of skin searing away, smelling her own burnt flesh... she wanted to die on the spot. He pulled back, dropping her gently onto the grass. She looked at her shoulder, then back up at him. "What the hell did you do to me?!" She cried, her heart breaking. He looked down at her for a moment, before speaking for the first time.

"Stand up." When she didn't move he held out a hand to her. "Please." Rinta stared up at him, her tears increasing.

"Don't touch me..." She said through her tears. His hand twitched slightly at her words. Rinta stood shakily and simply ran, not saying anything to the faceless man she once called friend. She ran back to the house she knew was empty. Back to her dark room. She collapsed to her knees, sobbing from pain and betrayal. She had trusted him!

A few days after that, the bite had vanished. Replaced by a red symbol. A circle with an X through it. She decided to do some research. Slender Man... his name had been Slender Man... and the mark on her shoulder meant she was a proxy. Proxy? What did that even mean? Suddenly, something wrapped around her wrists and mouth. She was pushed onto the bed. Rinta's eyes widened. The things holding her were jet black tentacles. The one holding her... was none other than Slender Man himself. Thinking fast, she opened her mouth and bit his tentacle, kneeing him in the face. Slender released her, holding his head in pain. Rinta jumped to her feet, facing the tall faceless man.

"Calm down, Rinta." Slender Man said gently. Rinta glared.

"Like hell I'll calm down. Last time I saw you, you hurt me. I'm not gonna let that happen again." She growled.

"I only... want... to talk."

"In the middle of the night, coming through my window and that all while I'm in my PJs?!"

"Trust me, that was not my intention. I just want to talk." He replied, bending down slightly and raising his hands in front of his chest in a sort of surrender.

"Who do you think you are?! Just barging into my room! I should call the police on you!" She continued to shout.

"... Rinta, you are missing the point..." he started.

"And you're missing mine! Get out and stay away from me!" Rinta interrupted.

"That's the POINT. I have to make clear to you that that won't be the case." Rinta stared at him in confusion.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"By that, I mean that you are not getting rid of me. The mark on your stomach, my mark, indicates that you are bound to me. In other words, you are essentially my property." Property? Property?! She was no one's property!

"Property? How dare you sir?" She cried angrily.

"Many would die to switch roles with you at this point, Rinta." Rinta stared up at Slender Man as his hand cupped her cheek, twirling some of her hair in his fingers. "I only choose those who are suited most to serve me. I have been observing you for a long time now. With training and a little disciple... I'm positive... You are going to be perfect!" The teenager continued to stare at him.

"T-training? D-discipline? I'm not a dog!" Rinta cried. Slender Man sighed. She pointed at the window. "Get out of here! I belong to nobody! This is a free country, and you for damn sure are not taking that away from me! I should have never even considered you my friend!" She shouted.

"Fine! Have it your way! I don't have time for your childish tantrum!" Slender Man said finally, throwing his hands up in defeat. "I'm not going to force you to come with me! I don't have to! If you want to face the consequences of my absence, so be it! Time will beat sense into you soon enough..." He growled, climbing out her window. Rinta huffed in annoyance, crossing her arms. Though she did wonder what he meant by, 'Time will beat sense into you soon enough...'

After that, Rinta began having graphic dreams. Dreams about murdering people and Slender Man praising her for it. Besides the graphic dreams, Rinta's life started taking it's normal course again. But for whatever reason... she couldn't get him out of her head. But then, she started depriving herself from people more than usual. She felt paranoid. She began to suspect something was wrong... She started seeing things... Things that weren't actually there... Morbid things... At first she thought it was only her schizophrenia... but she didn't think so after a while... And sometimes her blood pressure was high... very high. She was much more depressed than usual... Rinta would constantly get sick to the point where she couldn't focus on anything. She was at her breaking point, and he knew it.

One day, Rinta heard a knock on the door. She groaned and slid out of bed, a hand on her throbbing head. She opened the front the door.

"What..." She groaned softly. There stood a tall boy with short, messy chocolate brown hair. He wore an orange jacket, black jeans with a bandage on his calf, and a strange white mask with black painted lips and eyes. He waved at her slightly.

"Hello. You must be Man's new proxy." He said, sounding like he was smiling beneath his mask. "Wow... you look really sick. He hasn't been going easy on you has he?" When Rinta didn't reply, the boy chuckled lightly. "Not much of a talker, huh? Well, let's get going. Master's waiting." The boy turned away to start walking.

"W-wait!" She stammered. "I-I don't want to go a-anywhere!"

"Well..." He started, looking back at her. "Would you rather die?" And that was when Rinta realized. She was sick, because of the lack of his presence... The mark did this to her... He did this to her... But what she ready to choose death over serving him? Rinta realized she had no choice. The boy offered her a hand. "I imagine you can't walk very well. If you want to live, I suggest you take my hand." Taking a deep breath, Rinta took the boy's hand. He began to lead her away. "I'm Masky by the way. Welcome to the team."

From that day on... Rinta's life was never the same...

Well, thanks for reading! I hope you guys enjoyed Chapter 1!

~Wind-Mage-Vaati12