Toby Rogers. A nice kid. Had mental tics every now and then, and swore a lot because of his turrets syndrome. But he was alright. When he got home from school, he thought of that nice Jack kid, who was kind enough to talk to him, and ask him what bothered him. He liked him. He thought he was differant from everyone else. He decided to go into his back yard that night and sit and watch the sky. He did that when he wanted to think. He always wore his dad's goggles. His dad worked for an iron works company, and had to have them with him. He let Toby wear them because, unlike most fathers with mentally challenged kids, he cared about Toby, and was proud that he was his son. He strapped the goggles on, and looked up at the sky. It was peacfull.
1/3 of a mile away, deep in the forest, a girl crawled out of a stream, cold, tired, wet, and badly hurt. The same girl that fought Jeff and the rake. She crawled a little more until she saw the light of a house, and a boy sitting in his back yard. Toby. She tried to call for help, but all that came out was a small squeal. She eventually dropped to the ground, too tired to go on. Toby heard the thump. He grabbed a flash light, and walked into the forest. He saw the girl. She looked his age."A-are you okay?" He asked. She looked up, and he was shocked to see the stop watch where her left eye should be. But he didn't care. He needed to take care of her. Even though he wasn't mentally strong, he was physically. For a kid who sat scrunched up all the time because of his claustrophobia, be was actually built up like a brick house. He lifted her up, grabbing her top hat as it fell off her head. His parents were out of town for the next two days for their anniversary, and he was old enough to take care of himself, so he brought her inside. He laid her down on the couch, took her shoes off, and wrapped her in a blanket. She instantly fell asleep. He sat down next to her and studied her injuries. She had a huge bruise on her left cheek, and a nasty cut on her forehead, which, as he noticed it, got some gauze to cover it up.
She was out for 4 hours, until, around 10:00, she finally woke up. She looked at Toby and, with a weak voice, said "T-thank y-you." She smiled, and so did Toby. He told her he would make her some soup, and that he would be right back. In the kitchen, he couldn't stop thinking about her. She was so......beautiful. Her eyes sparkled, she had a pretty smile, and her long hair was so soft, and perfect. But what was he thinking? He just met her. When he brought her soup out to her, she was sitting up on the couch with the blanket still on. He handed the bowl to her, and she ate it in 15 seconds flat."I'm t-Toby. W-what's your n-n-name?" Asked Toby."Nancy" she said quietly, but after she said it, she covered her mouth, like she let it slip out. She didn't want people to know her real name. She just felt so..........safe with Toby. She felt like she could trust him. But no! She wasn't Nancy anymore! She was clockwork! But she couldn't help her self, he was so handsome, and his tics were cute. Toby offered her his bed. She took the offer. His bed was comfy. Before Toby walked out of the room, she quickly said"Do you get bullied?" He looked back at her, confused"Uh. Y-yeah. I d-do" he replied. What happened next, the girl didn't know why she did. She just did it. She got up and kissed him. Toby kissed back. They had just met each other, but they had this connection. They quickly wrapped their arms and legs around each other, and fell on the bed. I won't go into what happened next. You can probably guess there were some swears and moans thrown around. They layed in his bed, out of breath, hugging each other. They fell asleep in one another's arms. The next morning, Toby got up and made breakfast.
She got up shortly after, and sat down at the dining room table."You know you don't have to let them bully you." She said. Toby thought this was about her question from last night."W-what do you m-m-mean?" He asked."You want them to die." She said."And you can make that happen. You just have to trust me." Toby was in some sort of trance with her. He was crazy about her, and wanted to kill those bullies. What did he have to lose, too? He had bad grades, he had a poor family. Plus, he fell in love with this girl, whoever she was, with her stop watch eye and he beatiful face and body. He quickly became crazed with the idea. Crazy. Much like her. He nodded, and they made out again. Toby was suddused, and he didn't even know it. But even if he knew, he didn't care. He was crazed with power now, and he would follow this girl to the edge of the universe. He went outside, grabbed the first sharp thing he saw, a hatchet, put his hoodie on, along with his dad's goggles. He was no longer the Toby people knew him as, the weak, vulnerable kid who had more mental issues than he had fingers. He was empowered now. When the girl saw him, she grinned."I call my self clockwork, by the way." She said. Clockwork. He liked that."B-by the w-way, there i-is a boy a-at m-m-my school that I d-don't want to h-hurt. E-everyone else i-is ours t-to kill!" Said Toby. Toby was clearly talking about jack. Clockwork nodded and grinned."W-well, clock w-work. Let's kill!" He said. They locked hands and rushed out the back door, and into the woods, towards the school. Things would get very bloody, and quickly, too.
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No Need For Eyes
TerrorMy own origin story for the beloved horror character "Eyeless Jack"