(Y/N)s POV:

I took a deep breath.

"BEN and I went to Janes house so I could kill her as you had asked. When we got there, we found her office. It looked like just another normal office but then I noticed a board covered in pictures. It was overflowing with images from crime scenes, all the dead bodies. There was string attached, connecting images in random spots. Then I looked at the center of the board. I didn't recognize the people in the center at first, but all the strings led to them. And then I realized it. These were pictures of all the pastas before they became pastas. If that didn't freak me out enough, when I went to kill Jane, she fought back. She had powers. Then she explained to me that she joined an organization. They hired her to gather information on the pastas. Their goal is to prove our existence and wipe us out. Apparently they were planning on hiring me, but then I moved." I explained to Slender, trying to gauge his reaction.

He sat in silence for a few minutes, before he answered. "Do you have a picture of this board?" He asked. I shook my head lowly. "BEN and I were hurt pretty bad. I don't even know how we got back home to be honest." I told him. Slender nodded before silence consumed the room once again.

"Did they have a picture of you?" He finally asked. "No. Jane didn't even know I was a pasta until she saw me with BEN. She's dead now, so I doubt she managed to tell her organization about my involvement." I explained, finally deciding to sit down.

Slender sighed deeply before he faced me. "I want you to find a way to join this organization. Create a secret identity just in case they learn you're one of us. Gain their trust and gather as much information as you can. You're the only one I can entrust this to, seeing as they already know what everyone else looks like. You can shapeshift, however, so do it. I need you to find the person running this operation." Slender ordered, grabbing random files out of the filing cabinets.

Finally, he settled on one and slid it towards me. Inside was a picture of a girl and her information. It read:

Name: Alyssa Kelly Waters
Age: 19
Address: 1379 W. Sullivan St.
Info: Alyssa and her family were all found dead at their home residence on August 12th. No suspect was identified and the case was closed. The Police Department was ashamed of this and the death was never reported. All relatives of the family were told they moved and did not wish to have contact with anyone.

"Wow" was all I could say. "I want you to take on the identity of this girl. You don't need to copy her physical appearance, but I'd like you to keep the name, age, and address. I'll provide you with all the necessary documents you may need. Good luck." Slender said, handing me another folder and dismissing me.

"I guess I have to get started right away." I mumbled, leaving the office. I exited the mansion and made my way back home. Then I searched the house for BEN. "BENNNNN! Where are you?" I shouted in the house. Suddenly he was right behind me and I turned around before he could scare me. "There you are!" I exclaimed, capturing him into a hug. "I need you to take me back to Janes house." I muttered into his shirt.

"Okayyy" he sighed, reluctantly letting go of me and stepping back. BEN proceeded to walk into the living room and pull me into the TV. But after a few minutes, nothing happened. "Uhh, (Y/N)... it seems like Jane doesn't have any electronics in her apartment anymore." BEN said. "I'm gonna go into the apartment next to hers." He decided aloud. A few seconds later, my feet were on solid ground and I opened my eyes.

We were in an apartment very similar to Janes, except this one was almost entirely white. The furniture was white. The walls were white. Everything. Was. White. "My eyes hurt. Let's hurry up and get out of here." I said, walking towards the door I assumed was the exit. BEN followed behind me and we left. After that, BEN led me to Janes apartment. I twisted the handle, but it was locked. "Hold on a second" I said, shifting into an ant. I crawled under the door and made it through to the other side, then I shifted back to normal and unlocked the door.

"(Y/N), you do know I'm technically a ghost right? Like, I could have just gone through the door?" BEN asked. My face fell. "Then why didn't you say anything?!" I whisper-shouted. BEN chuckled. "You're cute when you're mad." He said. I pouted and turned away from him and what I saw made my mouth drop.

The apartment was empty. Everything was gone. I took a few steps and looked around me. It seemed like a rushed job, as if they were in a hurry for some reason. I walked into the office and searched for anything that may have been left behind. There was nothing. BEN and I searched the entire place, but neither of us could find anything.

"Why did you need to come back anyways?" BEN asked as we searched Janes old room together. I sighed, giving up. "I'll tell you at home. Let's go, I'm getting bad vibes here." I said, looking around nervously. BEN nodded and we left the apartment, going back to where we came from.

Once we were back home, BEN and I sat at the dining table. "Slender gave me a new mission. I'm supposed to 'join' the organization Jane was telling us about and gather information. He wants me to find out who runs it. I went back to Janes hoping I could search her phone for a number, or find a contact card somewhere." I explained.

BEN nodded his head in understanding before standing up. "Come on, we can use your computer to try and find the place online." He said, motioning me to follow him. We went upstairs and entered the office. BEN sat down at the computer and I searched the room for a chair before realizing there wasn't another one. "Oh well" I thought, plopping myself down onto BENs lap.

BEN opened up google and searched 'creepypasta organization' but nothing came up. Then he tried 'creepypastas are real organization' but there was still nothing. BEN sighed before opening up a new browser, one I had never seen before. He typed vigorously before something finally came up. "Ah! Here they are. 545-572-7827!" BEN said happily. (A/N- the number translates to kill pastas; it's NOT a real number). I nodded my head. "Do you happen to have an untraceable phone by any chance?" I asked him, hopefully, writing down the number.

BEN nodded his head, and picked me up before getting out of the chair himself. Then he led me downstairs to his room and searched through a bunch of boxes, before pulling out a phone. "Here you go" he said, turning it on and handing it to me. I stared at the phone, then at at number, before thinking about what I was going to say. Then, I dialed the number.

"Hello? Who is this?" A male voice asked. "Hi, my name is Alyssa and i would like to apply for a position." I said, calmly. "How did you get this number? Do you even know what you're applying for?" The man asked. "I'm applying to become part of your organization. I think creepypastas are real and I don't think they should be allowed to roam this planet. I figured that finding your number would prove how serious I am about this" I explained casually.

I heard some violent tapping, like at a computer, before a long sigh. "Finding our phone number is only the first part. Normally we don't let people 'apply' to be a part of this but I'm going to talk to my boss. You managed to find our number and make it so I can't track you. We might have a use for you." He explained. I heard a chair scrape and winced a little at the noise.

"Hold on a second. Stay on the line." He said before everything went silent. I held the phone away from my ear and looked at BEN. "I think it's going well so far." I said, smiling. Then I heard the phone. "Okay, I'm putting you on the phone with my boss." The man said before I heard shuffling.

"Hello Alyssa. Due to some... security... reasons, we are going to need you to meet us at a remote location so we can be sure you're not a spy or anything. We just had one of our people get killed by two creepypastas and we can't afford to risk allowing one to join without seeing their face and asking a few questions. Is that alright?" A woman asked.

"Yes, I understand. What's the address and when should I meet you?" I asked. "I'm sending two of my people to meet you at 569 S. Brewings St. How soon can you be there?" She asked. Quickly I searched the address on the phone and saw how long it'd take me to get there. "I can be there in about 45 minutes." I responded. "Okay we will see you there, come alone and make sure no one follows you." She said before hanging up.

I said goodbye to BEN and walked downstairs into my room. It was starting to get dark outside, so it would start getting cold too. I pulled off my shorts, and replaced them with black, high-waisted skinny jeans. After that, I attached my knife sheath, slid in a knife, and put a knife in my boot. "Now to change my appearance." I said walking into the bathroom.

I changed my hair so that it was (F/C or if ur hair is ur fave color, 2nd/F/C) and changed my eyes to (honestly just pick a color that isn't urs). Next, I made my nose a bit smaller and made my lips a bit fuller. I made myself a bit taller and observed myself. "If I'm going to change my appearance, I might as well change everything" I said, giving myself my ideal body type. Then I smiled, satisfied with my work, and left my room.

I made my way up to BENs room, quickly and entered. "Uhhh, Who are you?" He asked, tensing up and subtly reaching behind him. "Chill BEN, you don't need to grab any hidden weapons. It's me, (Y/N)." I explained. "Dang, I don't recognize you at all." He said, slightly amazed. "I just came up here to make sure no one could recognize me as myself. I'm gonna go now." I said before hugging him and leaving the house.

I still had the phone BEN gave me, so I used it to get directions to the place I needed to meet the people up at. When I got there, I noticed I was 10 minutes early, so I decided to look around. It was what seemed to be an abandoned shack. There were no other buildings around for miles and it seemed as if the forest was reclaiming it's territory here. Plants grew on the sides of the shack and through the broken windows. I slowly walked inside.

It wasn't very big. It was a one room shack meaning there was nothing separating the bed from the kitchen or the kitchen from the bathroom. I was afraid to touch anything, fearing I might get some weird disease. Then I heard something. It wasn't very loud, in fact, I'm sure any normal person wouldn't have heard it at all. I casually walked out of the shack and pretended I didn't hear anything.

"Hm. The people I was supposed to meet aren't here yet. Well, I guess I'll just walk around until they show up." I mumbled, just loud enough for anyone nearby to hear. I nonchalantly walked away from the shack and into the woods. I didn't walk far before I turned left. I was planning on just circling the forest around the shack until something happened. I didn't have to wait long before I heard another quiet sound. It came from above me and to my right. Someone was in the tree I was about to pass by.

I stopped before sighing, annoyed. "I know you're there. You might as well just come out." I said, kicking some dirt in front of me. The person didn't move and didn't speak. "They must think I don't know their exact location." I thought. I sighed once again before subtly leaning down and pretending to tie my boot. Instead, I pulled out my knife and threw it at whoever was in the tree, aiming so that it wouldn't hit them, but it would be really close.

"Next time, I won't miss. Now come out." I said, facing where they were. A guy, probably around 20, climbed out of the tree carefully. His eyes were wide, but he didn't seem scared. He seemed more surprised. I walked past him and quickly climbed up the tree, pulling my knife out of the trunk and sliding it back into my boot before climbing down again.

"Talk." I said, standing in front of him with my hands on my hips.