Becoming A Proxy (Hoody x Masky) [ON HOLD ATM]

Sexual Problems And Shiny Guns

AN: Yeah man! 3500+ words! This calls for another celebration of Party Hard! xD And I would like to thank my friend Khyrra for putting a epic sentence on here xD 

Khyrra - Now pay attention, kids... we call this a lonely, horny, can't get the vagina kinda guy. So he's neutered, and takes the dick in his thing.."

Maskys POV:

I sat on the swing in the dark in Rosswood Park. Enjoying the silence and the freezing metal against my leather gloves. Cold air breezed around me. Everything around me was covered in shadows, the only light was from the park bench. I swing softly against the wind.

I ended up pulling out my phone from my jean pocket. I plugged in the earplugs that were attached to it. I quickly scrolled through my songs. I click on 'Outside' by Hollywood Undead.

The music was on quiet, enough that I could hear the rustling of the trees as the wind blew. I looked around, nothing seemed out of the ordinary... Althrough I kept getting the sense of being watched by something.

'I must be just paranoid.' I thought to myself, even though I doubt it was paranoia that was making my nerves stand on end. I feel a shiver pass through my body. It wasn't from the breeze, its like those creepy shivers you get when you watch a horror movie. I might be talking jiberish as well, if you've never expericenced the feeling before.

I slowly rose off of the swing, and started to head back to the small building which has been Home for a while. My shoulders felt tense as I walked on the playground gravel. The feeling of being watched kept me on edge. If I was by any chance being watched, I'd have to keep a cool and relaxed state of movement. I contiuned on, trying to relax.

UNKNOWN POV:

I watched silently as the one who calls himself 'Masky' slowly rose from his swing. I noticed his movements were stiff. He knows. He knows theres someone watching him. I silently hid behind trees as I follow him. I was use to streets and alley ways instead of raw forestry.

'Why couldn't Slenderman send someone else for this?' I thought annoyed as my leg sunk into a hole. 'Damn, that made a lot of noise...' I glance up, to only see Masky walking away as if he didn't hear anything. 'Are those things on loud??'

I slowly catch up to Masky. Noting the uncomfortable feeling of dirt weighing on my pant leg. Making it dry up, crusty and cold.

I followed through the woods. Occasionally stepping on twigs, and other forestry which is loud when you step on it. The darkness blended well with the dark clothes I was wearing.

Few minutes passed before we hit a small building. I watched as Masky entered the building. The faint scrapping and crunching of glass was heard as I crawled silently towards the wall. I spotted a window and quickly and silently went to it. I glance in, to see Masky disappear into a room. I circle the building to where Masky had disappear. I noticed there wasn't any windows. I shake my head in annoyance.

'This would be better if this was in a city or town. Not a freaking forest!!' I thought as I backtracked to the front of the building. I went to glance in until a pain exploded in my face as metal pipe hit me.

I was sent reeling back, landing on my back. My vision slowly grew back together as I saw Masky in the doorway with a thin metal pipe in his hands. I scrambled up quickly before I got another painful hit.

As I was about to turn I got an painful smash in my forearm from the pipe. I ran through the forest, hoping that I wouldn't trip over a stupid tree root. A few minutes passed before I noticed the sound of pursuit was gone. I slowed down to a steady jog. I came up to a old well. The bricks were slowly falling apart, crumbling. It was also losing its colour. I look down the blackness of the well and swiftly jump over the small wall and down the well.