Misanthropy (Jeff the Killer X Ticci Toby)

Chapter 2

Sorry about the wait guys! My computer got busted, and it was completely only half my fault....sorta. Anyway I have not abandoned this story or my other ones! For those who are reading Angels Cry Silent Tears, and Slave to Insanity, their new chapters are currenltey in the process of being written so don't worry. Sorry for grammer mistakes, i'm still trying to figure out the perks to my new laptop. Hope you enjoy this chapter!

~ Chapter 2 ~

Toby woke to a ringing in his head. It was annoying to be honest. He groaned as he sat up on his bed....wait! Bed?.

The teen jumped up from the object he was laying on only preveously, and saw that in fact it was a bed. But how did he end up on it? Looking around, Toby noticed he was within a rather large room. It was clean and neat and over all actually very nice. He hated it.

Walking up to the window situated beside the nicley made bed, he looked out at the outside world. The trees that surrounded the place he was held in seemed oddly similar to the trees he was in the previous night. The sun was slowly setting behind said trees, and was giving off a warm orange glow that matched the color of his eyes.

The teen reached up to feel the cool glass of his orange goggles, and the thick material of his mask that covered his nose and mouth. He twitched. Where the hell was he?

He reached down to the belt that sat comfortably on his waist, and noticed the empty spaces in the holders. He twitched again as he began to frantically search for his hatchets. 'No, no, no, no....' he cried in his head, as he tore the sheets from the bed and crawled onto his stomach in search of his precious weapons.

With a growl he returned to his feet, chewing on his fingers in desperation. 'Who the fuck took them!' he mentally screamed. He was twitching savagely, but suddenly he stopped, 'where's Sally?'. He rushed out the door that he noticed earlier in the room, just barely relizing that it was left unlocked. He was dead set on finding the abused little eight year old. He had swore to not only her but himself as well that he would watch over her, so that he wouldn't lose her, just like he did his sister. That little girl was all that was left of his human side, even if he was supposed to be dead, it kept the brotherly humane part of him from being completely devoured by the darkness the enhabited the rest of his body.

He rushed down the long hallway, his feet pounding on the wood flooring. He paid no mind to the other doors around him, not wanting to get stuck in any of them. From the window he saw that he was at least three floors up, so his plan was to get down the stairs first. Find the bastards that kidnapped him, kill them, then find Sally. But what ever happened to that faceless monster?

Toby slowed in his edvancements, the stairs only inches in front of him. What did happen to the monster. He shook his head, that didn't matter now, what mattered was finding Sally and getting the hell out of this unfamiliar place. The gold eyed teen began his trek down the stairs, pausing to check the second floor hallway, before continueing downward.

"Hey." He paused, and twitched. Turning slowly, he looked back up the stairs. Standing about five or six steps above him was a tall figure, taller than him, but definatley not as tall as the faceless monster. They wore a black hoodie, there hands hidden within the pockets. There face was covered in a blue mask, no mouth, the eye holes completely black and leaking a strange blackish liquid. Toby backed down a step, unsure on what to expect from the strange looking.....stranger. "What's wrong?" the stranger said, tilted their head to the side, the blackish liquid running in the new direction. "Missing something?", Toby could almost hear the amusment in the strangers voice.

The hatchet wilding killer twitched, he desperatly wanted to tackle the son-of-a-bitch, but he doupted his capabilities without his hatchets. Backing down slowly, Toby decended a few more steps before turning forward once again, and trecking down the stairs.