Proxies are Still People- A Masky x Hoodie story (Rewrite)

Chapter 2

They just had to stumble upon this after laying out pages: Kellie Ablaze and her proxy in a screaming match and poor Ticci Toby caught in the middle. This argument was going too far for Hoodie's liking. He walked up quickly to his shaking friend, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Masky please. Calm down."

Masky's rage was boiling over as the argument was happening. He hadn't felt this much rage in years. Not since he got sucked back into all of this shit. He couldn't handle seeing shit like this anymore to be honest.

"Masky," Hoodie started, "Please calm down friend." 

He wasn't exactly sure what else to do. He was sure he'd seen Masky like this before. But he couldn't place it. He contributed it to his death. There were a lot of things he couldn't remember. He tried to remember how he used to calm his friend down, loosening his hand on the other male's shoulder.

Masky let the rage flare in his eyes as he suddenly slender-walked in front of Ablaze, causing them all to be surprised, and even more so once he actually punched Ablaze in the face.

The surprise caused Ablaze to stumble and fall to the ground. She rubbed her cheek. Her crimson gaze fixated on Masky, "The fuck was that for?!”

"What gives you the fucking right to say the shit you're saying about what you can do with your proxy, huh?! Do you think we're nothing but tools? Slaves to do your bidding? No! We’re not! We are still people! We still have emotions and our own thoughts and opinions!" His emotions were completely raw and on his sleeve by this point, "Plus, you don't really know what being a proxy is really like, especially if you never fucking asked for it like some other people I've seen on the fucking news and internet; which I don’t even fucking understand why people would want this! Being a proxy is literally the worst thing in the fucking world. I would rather be shot to death by a terrorist than be the proxy I am today!" Masky yelled at her, not seeming to be afraid of her gaze.

Ablaze's gaze softened, "Masky-" she cut herself off then got out the light sound of a “T” before she was cut off by a dark laughter. 

"That's exactly what I've been trying to tell her! Thanks a lot man!" Her gaze reverted back to anger again as she glared past Masky and at Cole. Who was currently laughing at her.

Masky glared back at Cole. "And what the fuck are you laughing at?"

Cole barely noticed the glare, "Her! Finally she seems to get a grasp on what she did to me! And it makes me so fucking happy!"

He laughed again. "Thank you!" 

Toby, after twitching a few times, looked at Masky, his eyes wide under his goggles. "Masky don't be angry with him. You don't know what he's been through!" 

His voice probably wasn't heard over Cole's laughter. He bit his lip under his mask, his eyes flashing over to Hoodie for help.

"And why exactly are you a proxy, Cole? How exactly did you get into the position you're in now?" Masky said, his voice low as he turned towards the laughing boy.

"I accepted her help," Cole had stopped laughing, "She fucked me over. Do I really have to tell you? I'm pretty sure she's told all of you by now." 

Ablaze growled, "I fucked you over?! I- mmphff!" Toby had slender-walked over and covered her mouth with his hand. 

He shook his head, but gave her a look of apology.

"And why exactly did you want her help? What sort of issue were you having?" Masky asked, clearly still furious.

"My family was a piece of shit okay?! She offered to get rid of the problem! I-I didn't know she'd kill more than just them!" Cole glared at the masked male as he remembered the other she killed.