Fearful Hope (Ticci Toby x Oc)

chapter 11

   #The next week#

   (Narrator POV)

   "You are crazy," little Sally screamed at a laughing Moonacre Rose. It only made the woman laugh harder.
   "Says the girl who kills people for not playing with them," Moon smiled. "Or did you forget?" An evil smirk came across her pink lips. "I'm not like the others sugar. I'm not going to spoil you. Child or not. I don't like it here. Not enough emotions. And you," she pointed to the child killer in pink. "Are a spoiled brat. Always having Slitherpants save you from the anger of others." She referred to the day before with BEN and a prank.
   /Moonacre Rose that is enough,/ Slenderman growled. Static that Moon had never heard before hurt her head. /Why are you picking on Sally?/
   "Why? WHY!?" Moon yelled. "I need out. You won't let me go hunting, because this pathetic princess can't be left alone. But the other boys and girls get to leave." She faced the tall figure. "I thought we had gone over this. I need - NEED - to eat. But do I get a choice? The moment I get down here all I hear is, 'Moonacre watch Sally. Stay in the mansion." The angry woman then stalked out. Letting anyone who was there think about what was said.
   "Could her powers and hunger be working against her?" Laughing Jack, in the same colors as him, monotoned. "I mean we all had her diet explained to us. She can't go more than a week without some sort of emotion to feed off of." The living room was quiet. The only sound in the house was Moon breaking things in the anger room.
  
   (Toby's POV)

   Her anger hurt me. We all knew why the new creeps were left to watch Sally. To prove that they can follow orders. Normally after a couple days its fine, but a week was harsh on any of us.
   'I have to talk to her,' I nod to myself and go to the anger room. "Hey Luna?" I hear her crying. "Hey," I walk in rubbing my left arm over my striped sleeve in nervousness. "C-can I s-sit w-with," twitch and neck crack here, "y-you?" 'Curse you twitches.'
   "Why?" She was calmer but on edge more than normal. "Why can't I go hunt? Am I that untrustworthy? Am I only a babysitter?" She broke down.
   I didn't know what to say. I've only ever comforted my sister and that was with hugs and saying everything would be okay. So I hugged her. She flinched but relaxed a little bit. "I don't know," I answer. "But soon you can go and hunt till your sick." 'Yes I didn't twitch! Now to slowly get her to trust me. Phase one begins!' I pet her golden hair that was down for once. "You know you can come to me anytime right. Heck you can even beat me to near, only near, d-death. C-can-can't fe-feel it." 'Stupid tourette syndrome messing up my speech.' She giggles. 'Maybe this will work.'
   "Sorry Toby," she sighed. "But not likely to happen. You could pin me in seconds if you wanted to. I have no strength, well at least not like the rest of you do. And one day someone will out think me and maybe I'll finally die." A soft glow entered her eyes. I didn't like it. She should always be happy. ALWAYS.
   'She can't die,' I frown under my bandana/mouthpiece/mask. 'She acts like she is waiting on it. Does she plan to get killed?'
   /Toby bring Moonacre,/ Slenderman was in boss mode. Not a good sign ever for the creepypasta who enters his domain, A.K.A his office. /And take her weapon. She can not be allowed to do things like this./

(End for now)