Misanthropy (Jeff the Killer X Ticci Toby)

Chapter 5

Ok, so I can't write fight scenes worth a damn. But I tried. I hope you guys like it, and this chapter was a lot longer then I expected. But Enjoy!!

~ Chapter 5 ~

Toby walked for hours, the Forest was endless it seemed, the shadows stretching on forever. On occasion Toby would come by a tattered piece of paper tacked to a tree, each one different than the one before it.

Some had a crude drawing of the Slenderman etched on them, some had words. He didn't touch them, didn't remove them from their trees, he just let them flutter in the chilled wind. Toby felt unnerved by them, fearful, cautious.

But he also felt cornered, stalked, watched, hunted. He knew something were in these woods, he could feel it. It was out there, lurking in the shadows, watching him, waiting for the right moment to pounce. He clutched the handle of his hatchets tighter, watching the darkness around him for any signs of movement.

Everything was quiet, almost too quiet for the twitching teen's liking. No nocturnal animals scurried along the ground or sounded of in the branches above his head. Only the wind drifted through the leaves, rustling the trees. "You're going to die here.", "Idiot, you should have stayed at the mansion.", "Why didn't you accept the offer?You could be sleeping in a fucking bed right now!.". Toby doubted he would have been sleeping, the voices would have patronized him either way, if would have chose to stay, they would degrade him, saying he was desperate to be used, wanted to be a pawn, a tool.

"Should....have stayed....away". Toby paused, the hairs on the back of his neck standing on end. The words were whispered in a tattered, shredded, scratchy tone. They felt so close that the killer thought they were spoken directly against his ear. Toby whirled around, but nothing was there but trees and shadow.

"Should have.....stayed....away", Toby whirled again, nothing. His eye twitched, wrist snapped, neck cracked, his golden eyes frantically searched for the source of the voice. "Going to kill.....you".

"What t-the fuck" the twitching killer muttered against his mouth guard, hands tight around his hatchets, the knuckles turning white. His head was spinning, the voices going wild. "Look what you've done!", "It's coming for you!", "You're going to die mother fucker!". Toby clutched his head, his brain pounding with all the yelling, his eyes screwed shut behind the orange goggles.

"Shouldn't....have come...going to ...kill you". Toby's eyes flew open, his body shutting down at the sight before him. The creature was hunched, crouched low to the ground, stalking around him on it's hands and feet. It's body was hairless, pale and paper thin. Toby could see it's thin crooked bones beneath the stretched and contorted skin, it's ribs stuck out in a severely starved manner. It's eyes were a hollow black pit, it's mouth twisted and stretched over jagged, yellowed, blackened, cracked teeth. It's fingers were boney, long, nails sharp, blackened and caked in dirt.

"W-what t-t-t-t-the hell". Toby's heart was pounding, his eyes followed the creature as it crawled in a circle around him, watching him, whispering, getting closer. It lunged, it's movements awkward, and uncoordinated, but it was effective in it's attack and threw Toby off his feet. He landed with a thud on the hard packed ground, the creature clawing at his chest, cutting threw his jacket and shirt leaving shallow gashes on his skin.

Toby broke from his fear induced paralysis and swung his hatchets, catching the creature in the head with the handle of his weapon. It stund the creature, giving Toby the advantage of throwing it off his chest. It toppled to the side and Toby jumped to his feet, twirling his hatchets and preparing for another attack.

"Fights back.....good....much fun....more it ....will be". The thing circled Toby again, the twitching teen mimicking it's movements. "Bring it on motherfucker" Toby hissed as the creature came at him again. Toby kicked out at it, nailing it in the chest, sending it sprawling backwards. It crawled back up again, not pausing as it shuffled in a strange sort of run towards Toby once again.