(TW: violence)
"Okay.. Let's start." Tim spoke, as he held the paper in his hands. "Slender is needing all of us on this mission.." he paused for a second. "Including you Toby.." He said as he glared at me.
Fucking great..
Tim looked over to Brian, asking him to talk. "There have been more and more cop activity over the past few days.. Slender is needing use all on night watch duty. At least for tonight." Brian said.
I heard Jay groan, "Why doesnt the Operator prick do it itself!? It's power enough to take them down, is it not!?" Jay complained. His blue Jay like wings, opening up as a form of showing dominance.
Tim glared at him. "We didn't ask, we just did as we're told. And now you are too Skully." Tim snarled at him, getting Jay to sit back in his set. Mumbling to himself.
Brian sighed. "Anyways.. We need to be heading out. Kate, You take the north. Jay, south. Toby, west. And Tim east. I'll be heading out to the outside borders to kept watch."
Everyone nodded, slowly filing out of the room to go head out for patrol.. Just my fucking luck.
-Hours later-
I was sitting in a tree, sitting there snacking on some trail mix.. I don't know what they're all going on about. I've yet to see anyone out here.
"Police in the woods my ass." I mumbled to myself.
I continued eating my snack, not paying much attention to the world around me. That was till I heard the sound of a radio, getting me to jump from the sound.
"Shit." I mumbled as I quickly got down from the tree, grabbing one of my axes.
I hid in a bush by the tree I was just in, watching as to men in police uniform walked past. Talking to each about what was happening.
I slowly waited for them to walk past, that bittersweet killing instinct coming out of its cave.
I raised my axe, swinging at the neck of one of them. Taking it about half way off. That definitely go the others ones attention, causing him to pull out his gun.
It was I little to late though, I had ready grabbed my other hatchet and throw it at one of his legs. Cause if him to feel over. Screaming in pain as his gun Miss fired.
I left the axe that was now stuck in the other guys neck. Making my way over to the pleading officer. I raised my hatchet up, and let it go swing down into his face.
I stayed in the final stage of the swing for a second, gripping on tightly to my axe.. Trying my best to process the strange feels.
I never liked when I had to go kill.. But it always left me with a weird sense of enjoyment, but yet sickness at the same time. I wanted to throw up, scream, cry, start cheering, and kill something else all at the same time..
I sighed as I pulled the axe out of the guys face, going and retrieving the other one for the other guys neck..
This is going to be a long night..
