Covens and Proxies

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Toby's POV

She's asleep before I make it to the top of the stairs. It's understandable, considering all that's happened in the last twenty four hours.

I leave her in my bed, down some pills and go to leave. X-Virus is in my doorway when I open my door, shocking me a bit. "What's up-up?" I ask after shutting and locking the door.

He hasn't taken his eyes off of it. "I wanted to meet her." He barely talks above a whisper, not meeting my gaze.

"She's asleep right no-now." I tell him shortly starting to head down the hall.

He grabs my wrist. "Can I meet her when she wakes up?"

He's never been this insistent on meeting someone else. In fact, he goes out of his way to avoid most everyone except me. I watch him carefully, trying to understand why my girlfriend would be such an exception. "Why?" I finally ask, since he's not showing anything.

He flusters, yanking himself away and staring at the ground. "Well, I was thinking we could help each other. You know, since I work with chemical viruses and she's good with disease."

My anger flares, burning in my chest. "You know she's-she's with me, don't you?"

He looks at me, for once. "I don't want to date her. I just... You know... Wanna be friends..." His voice dies as he speaks until I can barely hear him, but it relaxes me a little anyways.

"Y-yeah. I'll introduce you when she wakes up." I turn and head down the hall, not really sure where I'll go, just that I'm not going to sleep for a while and I don't want to disturb (Y/n).

Toxic follows me in silence, obviously unsure of what to do with himself. I let him, not caring much about what he does. As long as it's not too stupid, anyways.

Downstairs I'm met by Natalie, who practically tries to glue herself to my arm. "Hiii Ticci. Put your pet to bed?" She coos, making sure that her boobs are pushed against me. I groan and shove her off.

"I tol-told you three years ago, bitch. I'm don-done with you." I snarl, heading for the lounge.

She tries to entwine her fingers in mine, pulling me back to her. "Oh, don't be like thaat. Why don't we go have some fun. For old time's sake!" She whines, pushing me into a wall, trying to pull my mask down.

I put a knife to her neck, turn her around and slam her into the wall. "I told you. I'm-I'm done with you. Make me sa-say it again, and I'll slit your throat." I growl, shoving off of her and dropping the knife--her knife.

She stalks off, fuming at her recent rejection. I only shake my head and walk into the lounge. Inside, Rouge and Wilson are flirting at the bar; Masky, Hoodie, Kate and Ally are playing cards while Jason, Candypop and Laughing Jack play pool. Angel, Helen and Zachary are talking in a far corner over some drinks. The three look up and see me, heading over immediately.

"Can we talk to her?" Angel asks, her sword glinting in the light. She always carries it around, though she never explains why.

I shake my head. "No. She needs to-to sleep." I grumble, getting a little tired of everyone wanting to meet my mate.

I don't trust any of these guys to not make a move on her, except for the very few asexuals, and I don't like the idea of them crowding her. She's new and I've got a feeling too much attention will cause the black death in this house.

They follow me to the counter, much to my annoyance. "Is there some-thing I can help you with?" I snap.

Zachary shrugs, Angel looks uncomfortable and Helen... Has a mask on, so I can't read his expression. He nudges Angel, "We just want to meet her. Understand what she can or can't do." She mumbles.

I shake my head. "Well she might not be-be up for a while. So find som-something else to do."

The trio exchange glances and go back to their corner. Cody hops up next to me, looking around the room. "Why would she not wake up in the morning?" He ventures.

I smirk. "When she ext-extends her power past her limit, she ten-nds to sleep for a long time. She was-was knocked out for several days on the wo-rst of my wounds back when we wer-ere just starting to get to know each-each other. She hasn't been over-exasp-erated like this for a while." I explain, smiling at the first night she'd trapped me in her room.

"How'd you meet her?" He asks, taking the smallest sip of his beer. He's not usually one for alcohol. He must be stepping pretty far out of his box tonight.

I laugh. "Slenderman sent me to kill her, nat-naturally." The door opens, drawing a quick glance from everyone. It's Jeff.

I ignore him until he's ripping me out of my chair, dragging me into the hall, down some corridors and into the back yard. His grip is impressively strong, unrelenting until we're outside no matter how hard I pull against him.

"Start talking, shit-head." He growls, glaring down at me.

I narrow my eyes. Does he...? No. Not possible. "I don't know what you-you're talking about." I snap.

He slams me into the wall, knocking my breath away. "I remember her. I remember fighting you for her. And then nothing. Why?" He growls in my face.

My heart stops, my stomach drops. I want to snap his neck right then and there, but I don't. Instead, I twist his wrists and kick out his feet. His skull hits the pavement pretty hard. "Come-come find me when the ans-wers come to you on their own." I snap, walking back inside.

Cody is watching for me at the lounge door, but I tell him to go away on my way upstairs. I need to think in quiet and privacy. I need to wait for her to wake up so I can ask some questions. He shouldn't remember anything. She wiped his memories two and a half years ago! Why now?

But I know why. I just don't want to admit it. He sees her. He wants her. And it's stirring up old memories.

I'm fully prepared to fight to keep her. But how many of them want more then friendship and alliances from her? Will they ask or just take her? Almost half of the men in this house are perfectly fine with just taking her, abusing her and leaving her in a ditch when they're done.

I won't let that happen.

Shutting the door behind me, I see her sleeping peacefully in my bed and steal my resolve.

Anyone that touches her without consent is going to die. I don't care who it is.