༺ღ༒ Murder's Log ༒ღ༻ (Henry Creel and 000 tale) A Stranger Things fan fiction

༺ღ༒ Prologue ༒ღ༻

A/N:
This story will be about my OC 000, 011 will be a part of this story but the story will be focused on 000 and 001/Henry Creel

TW:Gore,Abuse,Torture,Smut, Misgendering, and Murder.

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I walked around the garden surrounding my home, the grass saying in the hot summer breeze, yet clouds consumed the sky, looming above Hawkins. The rain started slowly, little droplets hitting my face as I stood in the tall grass, it tickling my legs, I glared in to the forest.
I was always curious about the forest and what it contained. The other children murmured about monsters and starved predators, but that is preposterous to assume.
I need evidence to be able to know, assuming is for the people to weak to go out and learn what is truly lurking in the shadows and crevices of this world, its pathetic, to want to curl up and hide so that someone else can supposedly 'protect' you from harm no one can protect you from the cold blade of this decaying worlds issues.

"Little one! Come inside we have a surprise for you!" My father yelled on the porch for me "Hurry inside or you might catch a cold child!"

I turned from the enticing trees and strides back to the house, hopping up the stairs and shutting the door behind me while I slipped my shoes off and put them in the line of shoes.
I trotted down the hall then bumped in to father almost falling but instead i grabbed on to his pant legs until I found my balance.

"I'm sorry father," I brushed his pants, where I held on a moment ago, to disperse the wrinkles "What is the surprise father?" I titled my head to the side.

"Excited are we?" Father let a distressing smile paint his face, a shiver went through my body and goose bumps sprouted all over my skin.

"I suppose father." I squinted and turned on my heel as he began walking back down the hall to the dining room, I followed as much as I could my short legs practically sprinting compared to his long strides.

Father opened the door for me and I walked into the dining room, three men where sitting at the table, my mother sitting at the very end.
She was glancing between me and the pale white haired man in between the two other men then back at father fast, clearly anxious.

"Child sit down right here." Father directed while pulling out a chair, I timidly paced out of the door way and got comfortable on the chair keeping eye contact with the white haired man.

"Hello little one my name is Dr. Brenner." The white haired man smiled at me, I could tell it was disingenuous, fake, a ruse.

He wants to hurt you.

I lifted a hand up and he took it shaking it.

"Nice to meet you Dr. Brenner, sorry to be so forward but, why are you here?" I questioned not leaving his eyes the entire time.

"Sweetheart that is rude—" Mother started.

"No its fine, I am here to take you to a new home." Dr.Brenner responded smiling kindly at me.

"New home? Why when this one already suits my needs perfectly?" I tilted my head and smirked slightly.

"This home is nice but at the new one there will be children like you there, children with... powers such as you." Dr. Brenner started tensing his shoulders shifting around to make him self more comfortable.

"Powers? What powers" I lied through my teeth, not changing my demeanor at all and staying completely calm.

"Do not fib me child." Dr. Brenner a face turned serious and tilted to match mine.