Whether or not Hoodie was a bit of a jerk, he was cool. He had some sort of thing to him that just made me feel the depth of his eyes, even if they were covered. Toby and I began to come closer, not as a couple but as friends. It was crazy, to be honest. Our first time killing together was killing my parents. Do I care? no. They were utter jerks to me and I’ll never forgive them for it. Maybe I was overreacting. I don’t think I was. Toby was there for me.
“Hey, uh were up!” Toby approached me cautiously. He must have noticed my hand clenching my hatchet, harder than usual. I was too deep in my wonders of how did I actually end up here, and what have I done. I didn’t respond at all.
“Hey, are you okay?” He said again.
“What? oh yeah! L-lets go!” I said, catching my shudder.
“Alright, whats up?” he said, giving me that head-tilted-stern look.
“Uh, nothing just thinking. I-I almost miss my parents,” I said, looking down. I fell into Toby’s arms. He took me in and laid a gentle kiss on my forehead.
“Let’s not worry about that. Come, We have to be in the city by midnight,” he said cheerfully. I smiled and nodded, loosening my grip on my handle.
After reaching the city, we pulled our hoods up. We couldn’t be seen by anyone. It was near midnight, and we had to meet our victim. I understood how this all worked now, h*********l and frame others. Toby and I worked together now. We knew each others week and strong points. We helped each other, and that’s what mattered to me. After killing of course. We stepped into a large house, opened at the back, and pressed our ears to a door. People were home and we knew it. We could hear the sounds of a TV muffled by the door and some crunching also muffled by the door. There were two or more people in there. After having been listening for a few minutes, we noticed the TV and crunching stopped. There was silence and then sudden screaming. This screaming didn’t sound like a pain, it sounded like joy. There was another sound. grunting. I looked at Toby, and he looked at me. We knew what they were doing in there. We bolted to the upstairs, and they heard us. A door opened slowly, coming from downstairs and footsteps came to the living room. Toby ran downstairs and I heard the sound of bones crunching. He killed the person downstairs. Suddenly *BANG* a gunshot sounded, and people came flooding in. I went down to see people there, and Toby shot in the leg. The man Toby killed laid there, with a gun in his hands. Someone pulled out their phone. I had to do it. I grinned under my mask and laughed maniacally while I dashed into the crowd of ten or so people. I slashed and slashed. There were people running, and I bolted after them, bashing my hatchet into their backs. They bled out on my blue hoodie. After they all died, I ran back into the house after Toby.
“GAAAAAH,” he called out. I had to get him and myself out of here.
“Toby, are you gonna- AHG who am I kidding. Of course, you aren’t gonna be okay! We have to go. people will call the cops. I lifted him up and he wrapped his arm around my neck. we hobbled away into the forest and stopped there.
“Toby, keep your leg up,” I said, ripping some fabric from my tee-shirt under my hoodie. I wrapped it around his wound and helped him up again. We continued home, trying to get back as fast as possible.
“Help! Slenderman, uh sir! We need help!” I called out after opening the door. Slenderman came to our aid and instantly. He took care of Toby.
Hoodie walked up to me, noticing how bloody I was.
“What did you do? God you’re so, well, bloody!” he said
“Uh, well, I-I killed like ten people.”
“yeah! well, Toby and I planned on killing two but when Toby killed the first, Toby got shot in the leg, attracting more people and I had to kill them all to back him up,” he looked at me, seeming astonished. I didn’t know what to do, so I laughed lightly. He stepped closer to me. I felt uncomforable. He hugged me, and wispered in my hear; “Welcome to the team.”