Hot, scorching pain flooded through his veins. Timothy collapsed, his arms clutching his head he grumbled to himself, his head felt as if he was on fire. His eyes averted upwards, his gaze outside through the window, too many signs. It was back and he knew it was, all he needed to do was inform Brian. But the chance was high that he already knew, who we he kidding?
He growled pushing himself up, his head throbbing and his heart beating fast. His vision hazy as he slammed his hands into his bedside table. He gritted his teeth letting out a his of pain as he closed his eyes in attempt to gain his vision back. A few painful minutes passed as he opened his eyes again, feeling slightly dizzy he forced himself to change, slipping his mask on in the process.
He stumbled out of his room making his way down the hallway, he grumbled as someone barged past him, but shook it off. "Masky! Masky, Hoodie's down the hallway, I think-" Tim out his hand up signalling for him to be quiet. "Give me chance, and I'll get to him. Toby, tell Slenderman a message for me?" His voice gruff and slightly shaky but the slightly smaller teen gave him a small nod. " I- of course, what should I say?" His stuttering obvious and on multiple words, but Tim took in what he said. "Tell him, exactly what I say and no exceptions, got it?" A nod again. "Good, tell him that it's back, he'll know what you mean if you mention mine and Hoodie's name."
Without another word the masked male stumbled away, the pain still in his head. But right now, he knew he had to get his murderous comrade. His walk came to a stop a he noticed Brian curled up in a ball his head in his knees, and his hands over his ears. To block out the calls you could say, anyway, Tim gently tapped his shoulder causing him to look up, his ski mask over his face to hide his identity. "It's back- Tim, it's back!" Timothy shushed him quickly, crouching down in front of him. "Remember the rules, and yes I know. You need to get up, and not let it get to you. You know what happens if it gets to you, remember Alex." His voice hushed and slightly hissing once he said a certain someone's name.
The other male nodded, he lowered his hands moving his head to indicate him looking around. Just another paranoid victim, exactly like Timothy in a way. Brian's gaze stopped on him again, he held up a hand to where his mouth was beneath his mask. "Did you?" Timothy shook his head. "Not yet, no, but let's not jinx it. Now, come on, get up." He held out a hand for the dirty blonde, the other male's gloved hand took it pulling himself up with the help of Timothy of course.
A dark chuckle came from the right of them as Timothy scoffed. "Oh, if I may ask, what's happening here? Your signals and speech seem to be interesting to me for once." Jeffrey Woods, the most annoying killer comrade there was. "None of your business, now if you don't mind we need to have a talk with the boss." His hand dropping down beside his waist as his hand held his pipe over his shoulder.
"About what exactly?" Timothy rolled his eyes his grip tightening on his weapon. "As I said, none of your business, now let us go before you become a victim too." Jeffrey chuckled his voice deep as he did so. "A victim to what exactly, you going to kill me? You know you can't do that, that's against th-" "Jeffrey leave them alone, your place as a proxy may leave you if you stay." The bleached killer froze at the sound of Boss's words and quickly nodded leaving immediately.
"Boys, my office." The two partners in crime nodded immediately making their way to his office. Their shoes making a soft crunch on the autumn leaves as they walked through the woods, his main headquarters. Away from his proxies and 'children' as he called them. Anyway, they soon arrived knocking on the large wooden doors. The old wood creaked open as the two boys walked in standing in front of their boss.
"Tobias informed me you have him a message, is that true?" Timothy nodded. "Yes sir, I did." Brian raised an eyebrow at Tim, him getting along with Toby? Okay, that had to be a joke, those two never got along. "I see, you believe it's back? Do you mind telling me why, your minds seem to be closed off." The two males shared a look of slight fear and understanding beneath their masks. "To start off, our minds are closed off, we can't do that by ourselves, sir." Brian managed to spit out, his voice deep and slightly fast. Slenderman just 'hummed' waving a hand for them to continue. "Plus we both woke up to a pain in our minds, as if we were on fire.." Brian's head snapped up, he remembered. "Just like the fire Alex set, it felt like that, right Tim?" The taller male nodded. "Yes, just like the fire that nearly killed me.. Sir, what if it's back? What should we do, we can't hide from it forever. We either go back without question, or it lures us there."
Their boss stopped for a minute comprehending what they just said. "If you go back, you better remember you're my proxies and not the Operator's. No matter what he says, promises or does to you. Just don't come back with his mark on you, that goes for either of you. Got it?" The boy's didn't hesitated to nod speaking in sync. "Yes sir, we promised our lives to you. You own us, no one else, not even the Operator. We said our pledge and we promise not to break the pledge or any promises we made to you. Our souls are yours, and we live under your control."
Slenderman chuckled, his laugh deep, raspy and sounding like loud static. "Indeed you do my boys, now, only come back once you have conquered the beast who destroyed your human lives. "
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Back To The Ark
Short StoryTimothy Wright also known as Masky to his creepypasta comrades, and Brian Thomas, known as Hoodie to the others. They work to survive, and hide their past. But what if a certain place, aka: The Ark returns? Will the partners in crime return to the d...