Title- Intruder
Author- OroKabuLover
Rating- T
Author's Note- Chapter 12!
I continued to bang my fist against the door loudly, stopping once I heard the water stop and the shower curtain opening. "Masky?" I asked.
The bathroom door opened, but not my Masky.
The Operator stood in the bathroom instead, holding the teen in His long arms. I moved out of the way and watched as He placed Masky on the couch, whom was fully dressed and dry, as if he had never gotten into the shower in the first place.
"I want him resting, don't let him up unless necessary." I nodded, my hands shaking and my legs threatening to give out from under me. I blinked, and He was gone.
I sat on the floor in front of the couch, waiting for him to wake up, wondering if he always wore the mask, surely he removed it when bathing, right? Or did The Operator put it on him?
Masky groaned as he turned over on the couch, starting to wake up.
"You scared me," I said as he sat up and ran a hand through his dark brown hair.
"I scared myself," he said as he sat up.
"He wants you to rest," he looked over at me and nodded.
"I figured so." He lied back down on the couch.
"You can get up if you really need to," I added as he nodded and rubbed his head/
"Can you help me up so I can go outside? I don't want to smoke inside." I nodded and gently helped him up. I helped him outside and placed him in a porch chair. "Can you get me my bag?"
"Sure," I went into the house and returned with his backpack. He adjusted the chair so he was facing away from me before he grabbed a cigarette a lighter from the bag.
I sat in another porch chair and watched as he pulled his mask up, I was thankful that he wanted to smoke outdoors and not in my home.
He finished and pulled out a bottle filled with a dark brown fluid, cigarette bitts floating in it. He pushed the remnants of the cigarette into the bottle, most likely not wanting to throw it onto the ground.
He readjusted the mask before putting the bottle back into the bag.
"I'll stay out here for a little bit. I don't want to bring in the smell," I nodded.
"That's okay, it's a nice enough day," I said.
"Oh, and here," he said as he pulled my gun from the bag and handed it to me.
"That's where it went." I took it, noticing the clip was gone.
"He wanted to have you take a test, so He created one," he turned the chair around to face me once again. "Your ammunition and night vision goggles are hidden somewhere around here," he handed me a flashlight, "you might need this, I have a feeling it will take you a while."
"I can't just leave you, not while you are injured like this," I objected.
"I can still move, and if need be, He will come to my aid, you better get going before it gets too dark," I sighed. "Oh, and a few hints, look high and look low, He hid them, not I. He has a much higher reach than we do." I nodded as I stood up. "Generally I would assume He wouldn't go any further than a two-mile radius, but I am not sure. I would assume He also would make this slightly easy for you."
"Okay," I readjusted the gun strap on my thigh and stuffed the gun into it, grabbing the flashlight and walking off.
