AN: Hey everyone. Glad that your liking the story so far. If you all have any suggestions on how to make the story better/more adventuress, please let me know. So, on with the story. :3 Warning: Strong language. I only own the plot, nothing else.

Calming down was the only thing that you could do. It was useless to cry over what had happened. Even though you thought that, you couldn't help it. Your friends were everything that you had in your short life. Granted you didn't have many of them, but the ones that stuck by you like glue, were the ones that stayed with you, literally, till they died.

Looking at the closed door, you heard some footsteps stop at your door, before moving on. Closing your eyes, you just try to think about what was going to happen from now on. Soon, you drifted off into a deep slumber, and in that slumber, you were plagued with memories of your past.

Looking up at the foliage of the of the treetops, you were laying down with your friends. Looking around just hanging out in your favorite spot. it was there, that the three of you would spend your Saturday afternoons. In that one clearing, you and your friends would talk about stuff that only the three of you would speak of. sitting up, you watch as Jack and Mandy did the same Looking around the woods that, for some reason, suddenly went quiet.

" Do you get the feeling that we'er being watched? Or is it just me?"

Looking at Jack, you looked around, before nodding her head. Giving one more look around, you get up gently, not to make any sudden moves. Walking towards the path, you turn back to look at your friends.

"Maybe we should go, like now."

You couldn't help it, you had the feeling that you were in danger. Like whatever was watching you was going to kill you. Though your body told you to run, you had the feeling that you needed to walk, as if running would set it off, like a hunting dog after a fox. the others got up rather fast, but you stopped them, and told them to just walk. they looked at you like you were crazy, but did as you told them.

It was the worse ten minutes of walking of your entire life. But you knew that whatever it was, was still fallowing you. Looking ahead of you, you saw the opening that lead to the local park. Once you were out, all three of you took off. Taking a chance, you looked back. there, standing where you once were, was aw grayish creature. though it was shaped like a human, it had large eyes, and a muzzle like mouth. And even from your place by the road, you could hear the thing growling at you. You blinked, and the next moment, it was gone. you shook your head, and headed back home.

Tonight, the girls would be spending the night at your house. the walk was only a half hours from the park, and you were there in no time. Blinking, you walked into the house to find no one home. there on the fridge was a message from your aunt, saying that she went to go visit your uncle at the county jail. She wouldn't be back for a little while. Smiling to yourself, you take your friends, and some snacks and went upstairs to your room. once going up there, you look to them.

"Did you guys.."

"See that thing that was in the woods? Yes I did."

"Yes, that thing looked creepy.. I never want to see that again."

" Maybe we can find out what that thing was online?"

"Couldn't hurt."

Getting on the internet, you opened up google. Google was your best friend, when you needed something found out, or look for one of the hard to find recipes. Typing in the search engine, ' grayish looking creature' Looking at the searches that came up, you frowned, that was until you found the picture of the creature that you all saw at the edge of the woods. Clicking on it, you read its title.

"The Rake."

You read along, seeing how it stalks it prey, and when it only attacks when its provoked. Also, it never lets it pray go, and once it catches you, it is said to open its mouth five times the size which has razor sharp teeth. Reading this, you notified your friends, and they came over and read the artical. under it, there was another link. Pressing it, you tilted your head tot he side as you read about creepypastas.

You and your friends spend the entire night going over different creepypasta stories and watching videos. it took forever, but you all finally watched the entries called 'Marble Hornets' Looking outside, you rubbed your tired eyes, and placed the laptop down. The three of you have decided to finally go to bed.

You woke up a short time later to here banging coming from your door. Getting up off the floor, you headed over to the door and threw it open, only to slam it back in Tim's face. Pressing yourself against the door, you hollered.

" For the love of everything creepy! What do you want?"

The result was another bang, and a curse word, before you thought you heard whispering. This time, he actually knocked on the door. It took a moment, but you slowly removed yourself form the door, and opened it a crack so that you could peek out and look at him. Though his eyes still had a bit of fire in them, his voice, and body language told you that he was just about calmed from before.

"Ticci said that your going to make dinner tonight. I need to show you were everything is."

And with that he left. Sighing, you shook your head as you made your way out of the door, before glancing at Toby's room. His door was still closed. Maybe he was able to escape Tim's wrath like you did. But did he also get a talk from Brian? When Toby came down for dinner, you would have to ask. Walking down the stairs, you behind Tim, and Brian behind you, you made your way towards the small kitchen area. First thing you found weird, was the face that there was no stove. For that matter, no sign of electricity at all. How the hell was she supposed to cook without power? You nearly collided into Tim when he stopped. You took a few steps backwards, as he turned around to face you. First thing he did, was tae his mask off. Hearing the rustling of fabric behind you, you turned and saw that Brian did the same.

Your jaw dropped, as you looked at the two of them One, shocked that they took their facial disguises off, and two, how gorgeous you thought they were. Catching yourself, as you saw Tim smirk, you shook your head and tried to surpassed the embarrassed blush that crept across your cheek. Not to long after hearing Tim snicker, he spoke.

"I'm going to show you were everything is. As I'm sure you can see, we don't use electricity here. We use a brick oven to do the majority of our cooking. As for hot water, we have to use the fireplace to head water. Dry ingredience are under the cupboards(sp?)

Any questions?"

" So why do you guys wear those masks? I can understand when your out and about, but this is the first time I've seen you take them off here."

Brian was the one who answered this question. He moved his bangs out of his face, and spoke. Which you were shocked, as you heard his normal voice, and not the slightly demonic voice that you heard before.

" You need to get used to seeing us without our masks. As I said before, your one of us now. Even sooner or later, Toby will come down without his mask and goggles on."

You only nodded your head, not really caring much as you sighed and began getting to work. If you had to cook for the four of them, you had to start now. Looking over the dry ingredience, you pled out a few things. Sugar, flower, salt, pepper, and parsley. Putting them on the counter, you looked over at the two males who were on the couch.

" What do you guys want for dinner? I'm not sure what you guys want, or if there is any meat."

"The meat is in the storage box next to the window. Its smoked, so there is no need to cook it."

" Ok, thanks Bri."

You went back to working, unknowing of your little slip till you froze. By then, both Tim and Brian were in the kitchen area looking at you. Both were, for the most part, shocked, before Masky turned towards his friend.

" I TOLD you she said my name! How the hell does she know who we are?!"

Brian, who was as shocked as his friend, looked at him. "Calm down Tim, we can simply ask her."

All you did, was say to words, and they groaned in despair.

"Marble Hornets."

You wanted to smile as they shook their heads and looked away. Which brought a question to your mind.

"Hey, if Tim was heading to the woods in the last entry, who the hell uploaded it?"

"I d-did."

All eyes went to Toby as he finally came down the stairs. As Brian said, gone were his goggles and mask looking thing. First thing she noticed(besides his eyes) was the gash that was on his left cheek. Fallowed by his pale skin. She knew he was pale, but this was more grayish then whitish. He was also well built, thought now just in a turtle neck, and jeans. His hair was still a mop of messy chestnut locks that went everywhere, but it appeared that he didn't give a damn, and frankly, neither did the others.

He walked over towards the couch, where he sat down. You frowned when you realized that he was going to ignore you now. Damn his mood swings. So now you had a task at hand. Since the meat was already smoked, that was one less thing that you needed to cook. Sighing, you looked around for anything else to make with it. Searching around, she found a cabinet, that had nothing but canned goods in it. Finding some corn, and green beans, you figured these would do. Locating a can opener, you painstakingly opened each can, and placed them into two long looking wooden bowls. Locating something that looks like a pizza placer, you placed both bowls on the flat pizza thing, before placing them within the brick oven. (obviously, not so the bowls burn or catch on fire, but so they will warm up.)

Walking over to the meat box once more, you pulled out some smoked meat, before placing it on a flat disk. Taking the giant pizza board, you take out the now warmed veggies, before placing the meat into the oven. It wouldn't heard to warm it up after all. After pulling the meat out of the oven, you set everything on the counter before thinking.

' why the hell was I stuck making dinner? And I promises only TOBY that I would make HIM waffles for breakfast tomorrow.' Walking out of the little kitchen area, I walked in front of the three of them on the couch.

"Dinner is ready did it to the best of my abilities with the stuff I had. If its terrible, well to bad."

You shrugged as you made your way to make a small plate for yourself. You heard a snicker from someone(most likely Tim) as the boys entered the spacious kitchen. The four of us took a seat at the table, and before long, we were eating. The vegetables were a little on the cool side, but then again I took them out first. The meat was still warm, and we all dug in. Once dinner was over, Toby cleared the table, before sitting back down. I put some soap into the sink, but realized that there was no running water in this place, and sighed. Grabbing a bucket, I heard the snickering once more. Turning to look at the two boys(who both had smirks on their faces. Toby was just as clueless as I was)

"What's so funny? This is the second time you two were snickering.."

I saw Tim look to Brian, before laughing. By now, I was getting a bit bullshit, and looked at Toby to see if he had any idea what was going on. He shrugged his shoulders, and spoke.

"Why are the lights off?"

"Wait. Lights? They said that there was no-"

Those jerks. There IS electricity in here. But where are all the switches? Apparently the expression on my face must have been priceless, because both Tim and Brian started to laugh that much harder. Finally, they seemed to control themselves, as they went towards the back room, and pulled forth not only a stove, but a microwave, fridge, popcorn maker, and a waffle iron. To say that I was pissed was an understatement.

" What the hell guys?! I know im new, but really? To make me use that stuff? Especially when I didn't have too? Just you wait. Ill get my-"

"Awwwwwww Look Brian, the puppy is unhappy."

He taunted me for the last time today. Picking up a fork, I threw it at him, and managed to not only hit him, but land it in his mouth. He went down in a coughing fit, and finally it was my turn to laugh. Yes, I did feel slightly bad, as I wasn't aiming for his mouth. Well that will teach him. However my laughed soon died, when I felt myself hurling towards the floor, with an enraged Tim on top of me. I went to tell him to get off of me, but my throat was soon closed off, and I began to struggle, but of course, no one interfered. I struggled, tried bucking him off of me, but like Toby before I couldn't unseat him. I could see sparkles behind my eyelids, and just I thought I was going to pass out, he got off of me.

I took in deep breaths, as I regain my bearings. Once more, Tim's face was in my own.

"This is your last warning newbie. Do that again, and ill be the next to claim a wanna be proxy."

He then through me down, and walked away. I didn't look at any of them. I wanted to curl into a ball and sob, but I wouldn't do it in front of them. No, all I had left to me, and of what I was before, was my pride. But I'm sure that they would find some way to take that from me too. My ( h/l) covered my face, so no one would be able to see my face. I took in another shuddering breath, as I heard someone walk away, the other, walked towards me. Looking up at the hand, I saw that it was Toby. Gently, I took his hand, and he helped me up. With one hand on my throat, and the other in his hand, I looked down. Was this really what my life was going to be like now? I wished that he would of killed me, so that I would be able to join my friends in eternal sleep.

Toby let go of your hand, but said nothing. Sighing, you heard someone clap, and the lights came to life. This was all a joke to them, knowing that it would make me angry like that. ' Well, nothing to do about it now. If I piss him off again, I'm going to get killed.' Doing the dishes, you hear people walking around, and right before your eyes, panels were revealed with electrical outlets, and items were being plugged in. Soon, the light over the sin came on, and turned the water on. After finishing the dishes, I was exhausted, and wanted to go to bed. Not saying anything to the guys I left the kitchen, and headed towards the steps heading for the upper floor. I felt eyes on me, but ignored them as I headed to my room. Closing the door behind me, I headed towards the suitcase, and pulled out a (f/c) tank top, and (f/c) pair of shorts.

Taking a moment to look around the room that I was given, I noticed that there was a light there. Walking closer, I turned it on, and smiled. The room was plain, but I didn't care. I noticed that it had a skylight, which is something I had always wanted. Looking to the left, there was another door. Did it lead to another room? Walking closer, I opened it up, to find a full sized bathroom in there. It had a Jacuzzi style bathtub. Nice. I noticed that it also had a shower with a glass door, and a toilet. Looking in the toilet, I flushed it, realizing that it did have running water. What an idiot I must of looked to them. Then again I never had the chance to really explore my new home, because of all that had happened. I changed into my night clothes, and washed my face, before exiting my bathroom. I blinked. Didn't I shut my door before going in here? I mildly panicked as I checked my stuff. Everything was still here, which was good. Then.. Who came in? Looking around, I saw a note that was on my pillow, And on the pillow, was some fresh clean sheets. Stripping the bed, and remaking it with the new sheets, I took a look at the note.

To (Y/n):

You will eventually grow used to everything that is happening. I may have mood swings, and most likely will flip out at you if you do something wrong, but I want you to know, that you have an ally here. Tim doesn't like me very much either, so you can always come to me if you need someone to talk to. Or if Tim is being a gigantic twat-eating douchbag. Sorry for entering your room without asking, you were in the bathroom.

Toby.

I looked at the note again, before a small smile came to my mouth. At least I have an ally, even if he does get mad at me. I can at least go to him when I need someone to talk. That then reminded me of the friends that I had lost. Its like the floodgates had opened once again, and I sat on my bed, and let myself grieve. Looking out the window, I saw my reflection in the darkness, before crawling into bed. The bed was comfy, and I closed my eyes to once again be plagued with memoirs of a life once lived. One thing I know for sure is, my future among these men, were going to be an unsure one.