My Best friend is a Killer

Vivian VanDam

Prologue: Slender Mansion

"Toby…! Toby!" Slender's voiced penetrated through the darkness, the light from his cealing fan pierced his eyelids. Pushing him further into wakefulness. Toby yawned, and stretched, when the sound of Slender's acustic voice reverberated throughout the halls, he could actually hear the thump, thump thumping of the cealing fan.

The noise that calmed everything, the noise that pushed everything away. Rythmic and sweet…was all he needed. Caked on blood, from earlier had congelled into every nook, cranie and crevice of his body. Toby, sat there and started to re-think almost everything. Why did he become Slender's proxy? Was is REALLY because he had no choice? Or was it the fact, he enjoyed killing his absusive father just a little too much? When he really had to think about, like, lay there naked, covered in his victims blood, think about it…it really was because he had no damn choice.

Become a proxy, or fry. Which did he choose? Becoming a proxy of course! He quickly became his servent, a slave to whatever the master wishes. He chuckled at himself…of course he had too, if he didn't, who else wood? Masky and Hoodie did nothing but the premiter checks, he, Ticci Toby, did the dirty work. Just to get a good grip on his tick…nobody liked Toby when he started ticking.

With another yawn, he stared at the random death metal posters that littered his room, trying to ignore Slender's voice…yet again. He kept yelling, and yelling for him…but he really just wanted to sit there, and lay in bed. He only got a solid four hours of sleep before some stupid, worthless human breached the primiter…they didn't last.

Looking for the eight pages? Or the lore of the Slenderman? Human's didn't understand the concept of a true sierial killer…nor would they have wanted too, or try. For once, Slender didn't scream for him a third time, he actually had a chance to close his eyes and hope for a dreamless slumber…oh boy was he wrong.

"Ticci Toby! Don't make me call you one more time! Get into my office now!"

Groaning, he sat up in bed, scratching at his blood encrusted oil slicked hair.

"How long have I been without a shower now? A solid week? He's kept me up so much, I fall asleep before I get a chance to have one good hot steamy…" He groaned, looking around his zombie infested bedroom…he loved zombies. He really…really loves them…well, the tatics to kill them. Bloody, brunt, forceful and without despair. He could watch zombie flicks to learn how to kill better with them. He wondered, just for a moment…if death would've been the sweeter escape.

"Nah, killing is way too much fun!" He laughed at himself.

Without a care, he opened his door, not giving a flying shit about clothes. This was his house, he works for his stay, so why even bother? Slowly, a creeking door opened, and his eyes met with a medium sized elf, who if you only took a quick look, would remind anyone of Link from Legend of Zelda…but don't be fooled, this was Ben Drowned, who at this point, only looked at Toby with slight amusement before crinkling his nose.

"Uh…dude, you stink." Waving a hand in front of his face, Ben shrugged him off. Toby, smirked at himself, kicked Bens door shut on his foot, before happily walking away. He didn't need to hear Slender call his name another time, he already felt the tension running down his neck and into his jaw. He clenched his teeth together tight, and started to growl underneath his breath. He knew, he must've done something really bad…

"Or I fucked up somewhere…" He sighed.

Walking passed the hundreds of doors, tall stain glass windows, and beautiful tapestry, he thought the hall would go on forever…he felt like he was back in elementary school again, being called into the principals office for doing something bad.

"What the fuck did I do?" He looked outside of one window.

"It's not even daylight out yet…and he's waking me up…it was supposed to be my day off…" As his thoughts wonder, Toby scratched the back of his neck, blood getting underneath his fingernails.

As if things couldn't get worse…

He stopped and saw his other two brothers, Masky who stood about a head shorter then Hoodie, he wore the same blank white mask, with very scraggly hair ontop of his head. Piercing blue eyes stared at him, as he shook his head. Toby couldn't tell if he was angry…or what at him. But the sign that he didn't stop to greet him…didn't mean well…and Hoodie, didn't break his stride following Masky…as always.

And of course, there was always the feminine touch to the mansion thanks to lady Roslind, Slender's beautiful vuluptous wife. If Slender didn't meet her first, he might've taken a bite out of her before he did…Toby recoiled at the thought.

"Ew…she's pretty much a mother figure to me…" Slapping himself upside the head, he continued on his jurny.

He was getting tired making all these turns, twists and bumping into things. He wanted to go back to bed…that sweet slumber that he had been lacking the last week and a half…just, wanted his head on the pillow and to snore away the rest of the night.

A large ash wood door stood in front of him, taller then most of the cealing…he was there and he felt nervous. Slender wouldn't call him into his office unless something went really wrong, or really good…and the way things are looking, it wasn't good. Toby swallowed his pride, and knocked twice.

"Come in you fool."

"Yup, definitely pissed…"

Toby, walked in without a care, and the only response he had recived from Slender, was the cock of a brow and a scoff. He tilted his head, and stood there naked as the day he was born. Slender, leaning back in his chair, fixing his tie.

"Do you know why I called you in here Toby?" He asked, Toby shook his head.

"Please, close the door and sit." Slender offered the chair in front of his desk.

The room was large, extravagant with a beautiful limestone fireplace, and a multimillion dollar egyption rug. A bears head hung on the mantel of the fireplace, crackling with a large blossoming fire. Toby's eyes danced with the flames for a moment before staring at his boss standing still. He did however, kick the door shut. Stepping further into the beautiful office, he stood straight, still as he got increasingly nervous. This was different he had never asked him into his office for something good…

Slender opened a cabinet on his side of the desk, pulling out a wine glass, and a dark bottle filled with scotch. Slender pouring himself a glass, swirling, then sipping. He was silent for a moment longer.

"There's been…a problem that had popped up." Slender stared into the glass, not looking at Toby. Toby figited.

"What are you talking about sir?" He asked. Slender snapped his head up, growling.

"Did I ask you to speak boy?" Toby shrunk back down in size, keeping his eyes on his boss. Slender took another sip of the beautiful scotch, warming his throat.

"There's been hints, that one of the three of my proxies…left a human alive." Slender sighed, looking Toby over.

"And it was you." He stood, hands on the desk. Toby was flabbergahsted.

"What?!" He snapped. Toby's eyes shifted, the right side of his cheek started to twitch. Slender rose a hand, keeping an eye on him.

"You were CAUGHT IN THE ACT!" He screamed.

Toby's face was forced to the left, as Slender's hand caught him just right. It didn't hurt him, of course. But Slender had a slight pained look on his face.

"YOU LEFT A HUMAN ALIVE!" He snapped again, crossing his arms behind his back, he started to pace back and fourth.

"And this is an issue, that Zalgo must NEVER find out." He kept pacing, and pacing…making Toby even more nervous then what he was.

"I don't even remember leaving a human alive. How could they? Im perfectly throughouh…" He was even starting to doubt himself.

"ENOUGH BULLSHIT! IF YOU WERE THOURGHOU THE BITCH WOULD BE DEAD!" Slender shouted, backhanding Toby again. His face, hitting the redwood desk.

"Toby, this isn't good! We're supposed to strike FEAR in humans! This is Riverbend! The smallest town inside of Massachuessts right NEXT to Salem!" Slender ran his hands over his head.

"Look, I have to come up with SOMETHING for you to redeem yourself…and the pasta name!" Slender sighed, Toby, remained silent.

"Listen…Son…do you have any idea, how bad this is? ANY IDEA?!" The worry started to creep inside Slender's voice…that's when Toby, had realized how bad the situation was.

"What happened?" He asked, looking up at his boss. Who, in return seemed dumb founded.

"What…? You don't even REMEMBER? This was a simple, hunt, strike, no one left alive! You killed the mother, father, brother and sister…but not the youngest child. She, is still alive." He leaned against the desk, looking him over, finally he sniffed the air.

"God child you-"

"I KNOW! I know I smell foul. I haven't had a chance to shower all week thanks to back to back missions." He scratched at the dried blood on his arm.

"What happened to you Toby? You were almost suprassing my beloved Marble Hornets…and then this?" He growled in frustration. Toby lowered his head, Slender's devestation was suprising. He looked him over, with a deep sigh.

"If my family comes in harms way…you'll be the one to blame…" Toby flinched.

"IT'S MY FAMILY TOO!" He screamed, Slender stood straight.

"You do not yell at your master!" Slender screamed back into Toby's face.

"You RESPECT your master…you OBEY ME!" He screamed. Again.

Toby closed his eyes. Surprised at his yelling. His father figure had never been angry at him, had never yelled at him. Hell, never screamed at him.

"I'm sorry master I never meant to be disgraceful to the creepypasta family…" He growled, replying sarcasticly. The abuse didn't hurt, the yelling however did. Slender knew the reason why he hated yelling…but this was him, beyond angry, he was beyond infuriated…that's what hurt.

Slender reacted, unknowingly he struck him across the face, hard enough for the sound off skin against skin to be louder then Toby's rapid heart beating. Slender stopped, and went silent. Both stared at eachother.

"Toby-''

Toby rose his hand, shaking his head. He leaned against the desk.

"Please, go take a shower…and meet everyone for dinner…" Slender sat back down at his desk, taking another long sip of his drink. Toby, turned and reached for the door, he started to pull it open; Slender started to speak again.

"You are not allowed to do rounds with Masky and Hoodie, not until I come up with something to do about this…" Slender leaned back, looking Toby over. He groaned inward.

"I'll fix it…as always…or, you can take the reasponsability of your actions and help ME fix it." He stared holes deep into Toby's back. His shoulders slumped, eyes closed.

"Yes sir…I take full responsablity for everything I did, and or haven't done yet." The door was open and slammed shut.

"I didn't leave anyone alive…I make sure my wounds are fatal…" The anger pulsated throughout his body. Stomping down the hall, he couldn't breathe, he couldn't think straight. He wanted to kill something…the anger was astonishing. He was at his room, in less then two minutes pratcially sprinting down the halls. He wasn't getting rusty…growling, he kicked his door open, and slammed it shut.

He screamed to the point his throat started to bleed. His anger was beyond exploding. He couldn't see straight.

"I DIDN'T LEAVE ANYONE ALIVE! I WOULDN'T DISGRACE US LIKE THAT!" He kept screaming, and screaming. He started to pant, he had to take a shower and meet everyone else on the first floor, he didn't want to keep them waiting. And to top it off…he didn't want to make Slender anymore angry then he already has…the power behind him didn't frighten him, but the sheer force he had…the fact he was a demi-god just like Zalgo. He saw what his power could to do a man…look at Jeff the Killer…he slaughtered him, pretty much. Stabbed him through the gut and tore his insides out. He knew he shouldn't be worried much more…once he finds the human he would strangle her with his bare hands and be sure to kill her througoughly.

"I'll wrap my hands around her neck, push as much as I can, and just before she blacks out…I'll take my hachette to her fucking face!" Thinking about murdering the woman was making him feel that much better, as he felt himself relax, and smile.

"You were an aspiring young killer when I first met you, that's why I saved you from the police, made sure I wiped your identity and turned you into what you are now. I made you, I raised you as my son…I took you in under my wing…and taught you everything that I know…don't ever betray me, or our family. You must help me protect them…"

"I guess you were right…I should've helped you protect us more…and not gone off and…did something stupid that I don't even remember doing…" Toby bowed his head.

…

With the shower quick and refreshing, he dried his hair off the quickest he could before jumping into skinny jeans, a long sleeved striped shirt, the bandanna, skating shoes and his racing goggles. He hated admitting defeat, but sometimes…its just what he had to do. He sighed bowing his head, he just…standing straight he opened his door, and headed down the hall. He just…he stopped for a minute and looked down the hall, there was a door that stayed closed, and had stayed closed for almost seven years. It was Jeff's room…his once best friend. His stomach growled, reminding him off how little he had eaten that past few days. He sighed, fear fucking up his stomach, and apitite. He watched Slender nearly rip Jeff in half, easy.

He had come accustomed to keeping his head down, learning how to camofluge oneself in the world were seirial killers were…completely, overrated…and drawn out. He blanked out his mind, trying to forget Jeff, and what he had done to his family. It took him longer then he had wanted to get to the dinning hall, and the smell of steak, potatoes, and something else made his mouth water. He was starving. When he opened the door that connected everything, Sally looked up from her plate, E.J was picking at a kidney, E.J was picking at his food letting out a small chuckle once in a blue moon. Toby flopped down next to Masky and Hoodie, both remained silent. Lady Roslind sat at one end of the table, while Slender sat the other. Luna and Annika were picking and playing at the peas in front of them, obviously not interested in the greens. Ben, was already done with his food. Staring right at him, blood dripped down his cheeks. All his brothers and sisters were looking at him, with deep set anger. He, tilted his head in confusion.

"I didn't leave a human alive god damn it!" He screamed on the top of his lungs, suprising everyone at the table. Lady Roslind, looked up from her food, she had supplemeneted her wine…for water. Toby took note of this.

Slender, placing his scotch down, he crossed his arms as he watched Toby react. He had never seen the poor boy this infuriated. So, he nodded to himself.

"I got the information on your target. It's a female, seventeen years old, in highschool as a junior. She's an orphan that inherited her mother and fathers place. So, getting the right things…I'm going to make this hell on you. Get to know her, become close to her, tell Masky and Hoodie when you're ready, then slaughter her. You know the deal, make sure its recorded so I know for a fact its done." Roslind crinkled her nose at the orders, however Toby nodded.

"One last thing." Slender smiled.

"I got you enrolled. You have every class with her, thanks to pulling some strings…" Chuckling he looked at Toby.

"Don't fail me…after everything I've done for you. Don't put our family in anymore danger then what you have already. I'm entrusting you, with fixing the problem you have caused. Sit and eat your dinner. You start tomorrow morning." He wanted to laugh, yet Toby's face drained in color as he groaned.

"I'm not even close to being hungry anymore…thanks Dad." He snapped. Slender, standing he cracked his neck.

"Get a good night sleep. Your going to fix your mistake…one way or another." Slender placed a hand on Toby's shoulder. He looked down, staring at the wonderful meal placed in front of him…wondering if it was a good idea or not…he was an anarchist…not a student. He was a killer, not a person…why should he fix someone else's fuck up?