Now that I found you ~Ticci Toby~

Toby's P.O.V
I don't recall much from the day he found me; but I'm pretty sure that if he didn't my ass would've been burnt to a crisp, thrown in a psychiatric hospital, and left there to rot.

Anyways, from what I've been told I he was just strolling around the human realm when he came across 15 year old, psycho me burning down my own house and thought "Hey, this kid looks cool. I think I'll take him home with me."

You're probably wondering who I'm talking about when I say he, well I'll tell you.
He is Slenderman, one of the most powerful entities out there. With just one encounter he can drive even the most stable minded human into complete insanity. No one knows where he came from or how long he's been here; but do know that he is not a force to be reckoned with.

After seeing him for the first time I blacked out. I woke up in some strange place I had never seen before; a small dark exam room, filled with what looked like potion bottles and jars with herbs. I sat up quickly from the cot I had been placed in and looked around. "What the fuck?" I spoke under my breath. The room was silent except for the sound of the clock ticking on the wall. "How did I get here? " and then I remembered, that stone cold white faced man. He carried me with those long slim arms like nothing and brought me to this place. That terrifying creature saved me from burning alive.

Suddenly I heard footsteps coming toward the room. I froze in my place staring at the door waiting to see what or who would enter it. The steps got closer and I watched the door slowly creak open. There he was, taller than I remembered, crouching so he could fit through the door.

And to me that sounded okay, and it was. I was never given any instructions that were too hard; just a few chores here and there. But despite the easy work, free shelter and food I still felt... empty. Like there was something I was missing.

Melissa's P.O.V
Some people are more fortunate than others. Some people are born into a life with supportive parents who have good jobs others get abuse. Unfortunately I was those other people.

Toby's P.O.V
I sat up straight in my bed violently. Sweat had formed on my face in little beads. I was shaking, my heart was racing, and my stomach felt like it was tied in knots. I quickly checked my hands and was relived to see that they weren't charred from the flames of my dreams.

It seemed so real.

I keeled into fetal position on my bed and tried to hold back my tears. I wish I could stop having those dreams. They fuck me up bad the following morning. And it's almost always about something that has happened in my past.

I sat there for about a half an hour before finally getting it all together. It was hard but I knew there was crap to do that day, and I would've rather not had to face the bosses bitchy ass, with his " Toby you know that we have to do this blah blah blah..." bull shit. So I got ready.

Slenderman's P.O.V
Toby is one of my favorite proxies, he's up there with Masky and Hoodie, and he definitely works better that incompetent Jeff. But after all that Toby had been through, I wasn't sure if I could depend on him to complete tasks in the human realm. And I was afraid that he may not be ready to go back. But someday he had to, and I decided that it would be best to have him go on a mission to find me another proxy. I needed someone new to complete the work Jeff  would never do. I spotted Toby across the hall exiting his room. I knew I had to get him to do this eventually, so I telepathically called over to him.

"Toby I must have a word with you.

"What's up b-boss?" Toby responded to me in that snarky tone of his. 

"Well son I need you to go on your first mission for me."

"Ummm ok-kay what kind of mission?"