The Fallen One [TicciMask]

The Angels Agony

------------MASKY POV-------------

I am a deertaur a venture but my bottom half is a deer, I have deer ears, and giant branch like antlers. Slender sent me to a house after years of searching Slender had found an angel family well and angel mother demon father with a son and daughter. I read the file as I headed through the forest. It's read...

TOBIAS ERIN RODGERS

Name: Tobias Erin Rodgers
Nick Names: Toby or Ticci Toby
Age: 19 years old
Gender: Male
Species: Angel (potential fallen angel)
Health conditions:
C.I.P.A-Congenital Insensitivity to pain with Anhidrosis, means Tobias is incapable to feel pain, cold, or heat great for battle

Schizophrenia-Causes Tobias to have Delusions, Bizarre speech, and Disorganized Speech

Tourette Syndrome- Causes a tic a result of cracking of the neck and joints, and constant twitching

P.T.S.D- Has gotten this after three car accident with his sister Lyra with the following of Lyras death

Needs: Needs pills

Appearance:
Hazel brown messy hair, dark brown eyes, white gigantic angel wings (very VERY large even larger than my height note to give him a large bed), halo that reacts to situation or feeling, sickly pale skin, and a height of 5'6

I stared at the picture of his face. He looked cute.... waiiiit wut? Well I always knew I was bisexual but still I haven even met this guy! I arrived at a house. I adjusted my mask and went to a window. I saw Toby there through the window his demon dad standing over him threatening lay wacking the poor Toby's VERY sensitive wings with his blade like knife sharp tail causing blood to seep from the cuts it caused Toby the cry.

'Oh geez...wait' I thought 'he couldn't feel pain..... unless it's just his wings?' I should report this to Slender and write it in his file. I wrote next to C.I.P.A, wings are an exception... I noticed the drunken father had knocked Toby out and was dragging him away by his wings. "What the..." I mumbled and trotted over to the next window it was boarded up but not well enough... what I saw would make Jeff throw up I covered my mouth my eyes wide...

--------------TOBY POV-------------

Before I was knocked out I thought in pure panic 'Not the room again!!!' Before I was knocked out I saw something in the window too.... it was was seemed like a masked man he man wore a mask that was completely white except for the eyes and lips which made the mask look feminine but I could tell it was a male alright.... he also had antlers and deer ears?!! I didn't have much to time think about that though...

---Time skip---

I woke up to pure pain in my wings. Tears quickly started to fall down my cheeks. His wings had two giant leather straps wrapped around the 'wrist' area of my wings, and than giant metal hooks through the 'pointer finger' parts of my hand like wings. All this was pulled up behind my back so they pointed to the ceiling.

"Finally your awake you useless piece of  sh**" I heard my abusive fathers raspy voice. I gave no response I knew was was going to come next my wings were separated by a metal pole in the middle separating them for touching each other which was just alright out uncomfortable...

"Not talking? Okay than..." growled my father as he went to a rope which at one point connected everything together it was connected to a pully. Than the evil demon called my father untied to rope which was attached to a hook in the wall he grabbed the rope and pulled as hard as his could earning a screamed from me a s slight sickening tearing sound to come from where my 'pointer finger' on my wings were and where the hooks were in them. I sobbed "Mom... please..."

"Yer mom isn't here you moron! She's at work because she wants to stay away from you..." he spat his voice decorated with out hatred and venom. He went over to my wings and slowly plucked feathers from them caused my wings to bleed god how I wish I weren't here... after a while when my abuser seemed content with his work he left the room leaving me with my wings roughly tied behind my back with rope, a gag in my mouth, and my wings being held up so their were totally stiff, they hurt a lot (they were the only part of me that COULD feel pain, cold, or heat) and just in pure agony. I looked over to the boated up window and I saw him.

The man in that white and black mask.

White. Black. Mask...

((Woo!! Word count is 800 words))