Faceless (A Tyler Joseph Fanfiction)

Part Two

February 22, 2003

Still catching his breath after sprinting from the police, he found shelter down in the forest. He took cover. Then he heard a rumble from the dark gray cumulonimbus clouds. Rain was pouring on him. He just stood there in the rain, in silence. An anxiety was breaking his heart. He didn't even bare to take off his ski mask. He was like an untamed wild animal in a cage, but that animal was whimpering for help. Just like now, he was whimpering for help.

Why must the city blame it on me?, I mean it isn't me that is violent...

He held the red bloody pocket knife in the palm of his hand from his sweatshirt pocket. He looked around the structure and set it on the wet grass. He sighed of disgrace.

"Ha Ha, sad again little coward?"

He was shocked again that he heard that voice in his mind. He didn't reply. He just stared at the pocket knife on the grass.

"Not talking, eh?"

He finally responded inside his mind.

"I'm not replying back, because you've ruined my life!" He shouted in anger.

The rain had stopped. He only heard dripping water from the trees.

"And why is it only me?!"

"Well, maybe I will make you unsecure with ruining somebody else's life?"

The shadow had stopped talking. He finally glanced at his hometown. He heard no sirens at his city nor any red and blue lights shining at his eyes.

Maybe it is safe for me to go back home?...

He walked with his hoodie on his head and hands in his pockets. Then he took of his ski mask. He put it in his sweatshirt pocket.

Walked alone on the streets, he went back to his homebase. The dark part of the streets.

He sat down on the street floor. Then surprised, he saw a black figure come near him, but he was just like him. He had dyed pink hair and mocha brown eyes. He wasn't a criminal though. He was just a citizen of Columbus.

"Hey, are you a foster?"

He didn't reply and he just stared at him, menacingly.

Should I reply? I'll just reply.

"Well, kinda like that. My family left me out here a couple of months ago."

He had a frown on his face.

"Oh...well are you a criminal or something?... Just asking...."

He's suspicious alright.

"Yes I am, the most popular one of this city."

He smirked at him.

"You don't look like one, though."

He put his hoodie on his head to show that he wasn't blushing.

"Got a name?"

He still got the hoodie on his head.

"Well, I'm anonymous, but I guess I can tell you my name..."

He sat down with him.

"Tyler. Tyler Joseph."

He smiled. "You shouldn't be anonymous!, I like that name!"

His face was red.

"Are you okay?..."

He face was still red. Hoodie on his head.

"Uh..."

He cleared his throat.

"I uh got to go..."

"Bye?..."