This Boy Named BEN (BEN Drowned Fanfiction)

Introduction

A/N: Hello! This is my first creepypasta fanfiction. I do love creepypasta alot, and I have written tonnes of fanfics but never published them. Well at least this might get some reads. Okay see you!

I stared at the television and I was almost automatically playing my Zelda games, thumbs and index fingers twiddling and twirling between the buttons on the remote. I had them all; well, except for one. Majora's Mask; the rare collectable one that I used to own, before my parents sold it for fifty bucks. Since I havent started working yet, I dont get much money, and cant afford to buy something that pricey. But that doesnt ever stop me from searching on ebay for it, or checking garage sales near and far. "Steph! Come on, dinner's ready! You need to eat!" I groan and trudge down the winding staircase, to see mum already digging into her famous creamy carbonara. "Thanks for waiting." she laughs and puts down her fork, which has pasta already twirled around it. "Sorry. I thought you would do what you normally do and tell me to eat it by myself." "Well I could smell my favourite dinner, so yeah, I might want a share." I pulled out my chair and sat heavily on the polished wood, before quickly picking up my fork and shoving it into the big mess of pasta on my plate. When mum finishes, she takes a sip of her wine and says, "I wanted to introduce you to somebody later..." I knew there was a catch to the divine meal. "Who?" "His name is Paul." "A he?" "Yes, Steph, a man." I freeze mid bite. "You mean- are you two- what?!" I say with my mouthful. "Steph, for starters, dont talk with your mouth full. Second, you knew things were still going to change since your father passed away." "So your'e already going out with another guy, only two months later?! I cant bare to look at you." I slam down the plate that was sitting in my lap onto the ground, causing it shatter, before storming upstairs to my bedroom.

Let me explain. Dad passed away two months ago. He died of a heart attack. Now mum... welll, now she wants to date some douche bag who will probably be no good, and do some bad, bad things to her... I sit on my bed, turn to my small LCD TV and turn on Ocarina of Time. Well, I think I got into Zelda to distract myself from dad's death. Now I am a major gamer and cant live a day without playing my nintendo 64 or xbox. I can hear my mum's light footsteps coming uo to my bedroom and turn up my iphone even louder than it was, so I could ignore her "reasoning" for dating this jerktard.

Eventually I give up trying to get her away, so I turn off the game and music, then walk to the door. "What do you want?" "Paul's here." That's all?! What, she's just going to not even explain why she is dating a f*** face? I unlock the damned door and force my legs to take me down the stupid stairs to meet this idiot. He greets me with a smile and shakes my hand. I keep quiet until he says to me, "So you like Zelda games?" My eyes light up and I nod my head back and forth quickly and he laughs at my enthusiastic attitude towards a video game. "I got you a little something, because I know you are a little upset about me. Here's a peace offering, as you might wish to call it." He hands me a small tissue paper covered package, with a pink suede bow tied around it. Like a little child I tear off the wrappping and when I see what was inside, I literally scream and throw my arms around his neck. It's Majora's Mask! I forget his slimy smile and who he is; I am just too excited and happy to care. "Now, Stephanie, it may not work that well; it's been sitting in my attic for ages." He flashes me a crooked smile, and I glance at the grey cartridge I hold in my hand; it has no label and in sloppy handwriting is Majora, but it will probably work fine.

"Thanks!" I say before running upstairs. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a strange look spread across his face; a look of satisfaction, relief, or mischief; but once again I am too excited to care a bit about what he's thinking. I pull out Ocarina (don't worry; I saved it before) and blow the dusty cartridge before sliding it carefully into the Nintendo's slot. The Majora screen pops up, and I begin to play at that.

Dammit, I knew he was right about it not working properly. It is already glitching up the stairs; well, where the stairs are meant to be. And then even once I get in, all of this crap happens to me. WHY ME?! I roll my eyes when the music is all distorted, and realise that I shouldn't have trusted the slimy dick faced idiot. Trying to give me a glitchy game. Typical. Now, what really pisses me off is the boss fights and this annoying freaking statue following me everywhere. When I fight a boss, BAM! I'm set aflame. Wherever I go, there is this annoying statue thing that is meant to look like Link staring at me. Once I am dead (after all of these other glitches) I hear a faint, boyish laugh. It's the game, I think. But it seems too real...

Quickly my laptop flashes on. Creepy. I jump onto my bed on which it is sitting on and begin to move the cursor around. Well I try, anyway. It wont move. "STUPID FREAKING LAPTOP FREAKING WORK YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" I let myself fall backwards when, to my surprise, it opens up internet explorer, and shows me this website called cleverbot, or whatever. On the screen appears;

Cleverbot: Hello.

I narrow my thin eyebrows and purse my lips before deciding that it won't hurt to talk to some hacker idiot.

Hi there.

I type back.

Cleverbot: Do you like my game?

Game?

Cleverbot: Yes, my game. Do you like it?

Uh, Majora? Yes, I enjoy it. Is this you Paul?

Cleverbot: Paul? I know nobody called Paul.

I hesitate before typing,

But he's the one that gave it to me.

Cleverbot: Who do you think BEN was?

I think back to the save files. Yeah, there was some guy name BEN on there! He had completed most of the game.

Oh! That was you!

Cleverbot: No shit dumbass.

Whatever. You're awesome at gaming if that is yours.

Cleverbot: ....

Oh well. Why are you hacking into my laptop? I wanted to play solitare.

Cleverbot: Because I can.

Whatever. If you want your game back, have it. Its broken. I'm just gonna chuck it out anyways.

Cleverbot: You shouldn't have done that.

I tried to reply, but my laptop was frozen. It soon went black and I slammed it shut in frustration. I decided I would try the game again. But this time it wouldn't work. It just was black. Well, all except for five, white, bold letters. You Shouldn't Have Done That. I laugh in amazement when I realize that the hacker somehow got into my game; It must be his way of trying to scare people, or something.

But, my expression changes when I see a pale hand emerge from my small TV. And another. Then the rest of a body. This guy looks like link; except, he has pitch black eyes, with scarlet, glowing pupils. I jump back and grasp a baseball bat behind my back. I'm not afraid to hurt this guy- no, thing. "Don't come any closer, dude." I say, raising my bat. He shrugs passively and folds his arms close to his chest. For a second, just a second, I think to myself, He's cute. But I realise what I just thought and slapped myself.

He just stands there passively, not a care in the world; not a care that I could take a swing at him, not a care that anybody could see him. "Who are you," I say more of a statement than a question. "I believe we just spoke a few minutes ago." I squint. "Ben?" He gives me a look as though to say, what do you think? I shrug and flop down onto my bed. If he were going to do something, he would've done it now. He glances at me from where he is leaning against my drawer set. "You should be intimidated." He tells me, still careless of anything occuring around him. "Yeah, well, you're just some creep who's stalking me." He rolls his scarlet eyes and picks up my gameboy. "Hey!" I try to grab it back, but he just dissapears into thin air. I hear the noise of pokemon behind me and see him standing there, leaning against my wall playing it. I snatch it off of him and he goes away again; but I soon see where. In my freaking game. I for some reason am not dazed by the fact he dissapears into game consoles and teleports. I just want my game back. "Get out!" I say firmly. He walks around the pixelized town, slaughtering the characters with his sword. "Nup. This is fun." I roll my eyes and fall back onto the bed, allowing the gameboy to fall from my grasp.

"OW!" He pops back out and glares at me. "Why did you do that?" "You were in my gameboy, douche bag." He rolls his eyes and grabs my laptop. "Do you have any decent games on here?" He scrolls through my apps and moans. "You're so boring." I smirk and say, "I have slender." He raises his eyebrows and looks at me, with a funny look on his face. "Is that game meant to be scary? I mean, I have seen that idiot only a hudred times before." I shrug and walk downstairs to get a drink. "Want anything?" Hey, I'd may as well be nice if I'm stuck with this idiot. "Yeah, some decent games would be nice." I roll my eyes and walk down the stairs, holding in a laugh.