Luna was waking up one morning for school when she heard Reese, who had already woken, scream in delight,"DAD!"
Luna immediately hopped off of her bed and rushed downstairs. When she looked at the doorway, she saw her father pick Reese up and hug him.
"Dad, you're home!" Luna yelled as she ran to her father. It had been months since she'd seen him. She hated when her dad left for so long, but she new it was only because he wanted us to be better off.
"Heeey Luna! I've only been gone a few weeks and you seem almost a foot taller." Luna's father joked lightheartedly.
"Dad! Guess what!"
"What?"
"There was this guy, Mister L.J! He tried to be my friend, but he was being mean, so in my dreams Luna came and saved me!" Reese happily said as he recounted his sister's deed. All the color drained from Luna's young face.
"Hahaha!", Luna laughed nervously," He has a big imagination doesn't he Dad?"
"You bet. Now hurry up, you all still need to go to school." Luna's father responded, unsuspecting. If their parents caught onto their terrifying new adversaries, and believed them, she had no clue how they would react.
Luna shook off the feeling of dread and got ready. Within twenty minutes, she shoved her things into her backpack, grabbed it and called out a good bye to her mother and father before running to the bus stop. Reese did not go to his preschool for another few hours, so he stayed home.
Once Luna arrived at school, her two best friends greeted her in the stairwell as they always did. "Hey guys... I need to tell you two something..." Luna stated nervously.
"What do you need Luna? Is there something wrong?" Bret asked in a concerned voice.
"Well, uh, shit kinda went down over the weekend." Luna replied.
"Oh God, what happened? Was it your parents?" Sierra questioned worriedly. She always was the mom friend.
"No, it's worse than that. Here's what happened...", Luna retold the story about Reese and Laughing Jack. Then she described the dream in which she maimed Jack. As she finished, she glanced up at her friend's faces. Sierra's face was in shock and Bret's was in disbelief. They were both fans of creepypasta as well, with Sierra being a little less casual than Luna and Bret.
"So, let me get this straight. Laughing Jack attacked your little brother, and you beat the crap out him?" Sierra reiterated, slightly dumbfounded.
"Yes." Luna responded, pinching the bridge of her nose and sighing. Her stomach dropped, she could only imagine how idiotic her story sounded.
"I'm not sure whether to call you insane, a liar, or a badass." Sierra said, as she ran a hand through her thick black hair.
Slenderman had returned for an update on the girl's status, and using this opportunity, Toby told his master of the plan.
"M-maybe I can dress up to l-look like one of the normal h-humans. Then I can g-go to the girl's school and watch her t-there. I won't even have to s-sneak, all I have to do is go up to h-her and play nice. Then I might b-be able to just ask her questions, and Z-Zalgo's minions won't be expecting me to look like a human, s-so they won't pay attention to me!" Toby exclaimed.
He was hardly able to contain his excitement when Slender responded, "It is quite an idea. It is very risky plan, but something tells me that you can handle it. So yes, you can proceed. Though first you need to gather normal attire, and find a spot where you can hide your hatchets."
After his master left,Toby found a blonde woman sitting on the porch of her home. Toby walked up to her and brained her with the business end of his hatchet. Wiping some blood from his goggles, Toby went inside. 'Guess she lives alone.', he thought. Once inside the one story building, he locked the doors. Toby took his first shower in weeks, scrubbing blood and grime off of his arms.
Afterwards, Toby slipped on his black undershirt and his jeans. His goggles and mouthguard lay on a nightstand. Toby looked at his fingers, and saw scars.
That was the most prominent thing that he remembered from his past. Chewing and biting but not feeling a thing. Sighing, Toby took his brown and blue jacket and threw it in the washing machine.
Frustrated, he began to search the house for cash.'I do NOT feel like getting caught stealing and end up having to killing an entire fucking Wal-Mart today.'
Toby opened up a drawer in the bedroom and discovered a medium sized jar with cash and change inside. There was sixty dollars and seventy two cents in total. Toby went back into the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. He looked normal enough, his hair was a bit wild, and he needed to find some different clothes so he wouldn't look completely fucking emo and draw attention to himself, but the most noticeable thing however was the Operator Symbol branded onto his neck. He frowned, remembering his initiation as a proxy. Masky and Hoodie were especially resentful of him in the beginning, when he told them that he couldn't feel pain. Thankfully, he found a few friends, like Ben and eventually Clocky. The thought of her brought a smile to his face.
Taking a few more looks at the mirror, he exhaled and left the house.
Toby headed into town and eventually found a Wal-Mart. He sighed nervously, the only time he liked being around normal people was when he was killing them, and it had been ages since he had been around a crowd. He braced himself and forced himself inside the store.
Putting his hands in his pockets, he walked past the carts and ignored the old codger who welcomed him inside, clenching his fists. Glancing up at the signs, he made his way to the clothing aisle, and absentmindedly grabbed a pack of white T-shirts, some new jeans, and a navy blue jacket. He was about to turn around so he could finally leave, until he felt someone watching him. He tried to shake it off, but it felt like the whole store was staring at him.
Toby felt his breathing hitch and his fingers and eyes beginning to twitch, and quickly made his way to the cashier. Some random acne covered teen half-assedly checked his things out, raising an eyebrow at Toby when he shakily put the wad of cash on the counter and snagged his stuff up. He strode out of the store, breathing heavily.
When Toby finally got to his temporary home, he immediately started to shake. Taking deep breaths, he pulled himself together long enough to change. With the new attire, he looked like any other teenaged guy in town. He felt better with the jacket on, less exposed.
'Now, that girl was like, fifteen, and I'm seventeen. So...' After a minute of pondering, Toby decided that he looked young enough to be sixteen.
'I'll just say that I got held back a grade.' Toby thought before he set out to find the school the girl attended to.
It was midday, and Luna was deep in thought when the teacher announced that a new student would be coming to school. This brought Luna out of her trance, once she looked up, her eyes widened. In the front of the classroom, a tall boy with dark brown hair and nearly black looking eyes stood. His fingers seems scarred, and was even paler than his light grayish skin.
'Oh, dear God I am screwed to hell.' Luna thought.
"My n-name is Toby Rogers. I'm a t-transfer student." the boy answered quietly when asked to tell about himself. He wasn't wearing his normal clothes, but anyone with half a braincell could tell who he was.
Luna looked over at Sierra. She must've been thinking the same thing as Luna, for her look was one that screamed,'Holy Shit!'
Bret only had a look of slight confusion on his face. Most likely he had never read the story of this creepypasta.
Never read the story of Ticci Toby.
Toby was told to find a seat, and he did. Right in front of Luna. "Inconspicuous as fuck." Luna mumbled sarcastically.
Toby did nothing strange, other than twitch his fingers or crack his neck. He did not raise his hand nor did he engage in conversation with the other students. He seemed mildly uncomfortable, she thought as he fidgeted in his chair. Luna paid the teacher no heed, but rather stared at Toby.
'Should I talk to him? What if he attacks me? Is Slenderman and the other proxies going to make my life a living Hell? Why is he-', her thoughts were interrupted by the bell's high-pitched screech. Luna snagged her stuff, and her friends waited for her.
When Luna stood up from her chair, she noticed that Toby was standing by the doorway, watching Luna and her companions. He noticed her gaze and walked out into the hall.
Sierra was the first to break the groups silence."Was that who I fucking think it was!?", the raven haired girl whispered loudly.
"Who was that guy?" Bret asked no one in particular. Luna and Sierra snapped their heads around to face Bret.
"Ticci Toby!", the two girls exclaimed simultaneously.
Bret just gave the girls a puzzled look and shrugged his shoulders. "Never heard of him.", the boy said curiously.
Sierra went deadpan while Luna closed her eyes and shook her head in shame.
"Let's just get to lunch guys, we need to figure out why the hell a proxy is at school". The three did just that. They found an empty table and sat down with their lunches. Bret, Sierra, and Luna began to theorize.
"Well, it has to do with Luna and Laughing Jack's little encounter. That we know for sure." Bret said, clarifying the obvious.
"But, why? Does he want to stalk you? Maybe Slenderman or whoever the hell he works with will harass you all the time, like Noah from TribeTwelve. Or maybe he wants to kill you in some way." Sierra whispered rapidly, her mind on full brainstorming mode.
"Toby could have done it already. I think that-" Luna's speech was interrupted by another kid who came to the table and sat down across from them. She didn't even have to look at him to know it was Toby.
"Oh, Hello~" Luna said in faux politeness. She studied his face, searching for any signs of anger or murdery looks
"H-hi, my name is Toby.", the boy responded quietly. He looked like a deer in headlights, and he had a nervous look on his face.
"Uh...my name is Luna. These are my friends. Bret and Sierra."
"Hey dude." Bret greeted nonchalantly. Luna was glad that he participated in Theatre and had developed some skill in acting, 'cause knowing him, he was internally breaking down.
"Hi." Sierra said in a fake shy voice. Anyone who knew Sierra, knew that she was the most outgoing person in the school.
"So, you're a transfer student. Where did you come from?" Luna questioned. Toby's eye just twitched a bit and he answered.
"Ummm...I-Indiana."
"Oh, cool. I don't know why you left. This old place sucks." Bret said innocently, but Luna knew that it was an interrogation.
"My Mas- I mean uh, Dad came here b-because of a job thing." Toby stuttered, twiddling his his fingers as a mildly frantic expression flashed in his eyes.
Luna and her friends glanced at each other, then back to Toby.
"We know you're lying, Toby."
"Or should I say,", Luna's volume dropped," Ticci Toby?"
Toby's jaw dropped and his eyes grew wide with panic. He held his head in his hands and his fingers started to twitch.
"H-How, how did you know? Did Zalgo tell y-you?!" Toby whispered in a low, frantic voice.
"Zalgo? Why the hell would you think that?" Luna asked, truly bewildered.
"WHAT! W-Wait, your not a minion?" Toby exclaimed, trying his damnedest to stay quiet. No one paid them much heed, to Luna's relief.
"No. Why the hell would I be a minion?" Luna responded in a confused voice.
"A-Are you a Creepypasta? Are y-you and your little friends k-killers?"
"No. And definitely no! Unless... Oh shit! I didn't kill Laughing Jack did I?" Luna queried, her voice dripping with curiosity. Her friends stared at her, surprise painted across their faces.
Their little 'chat' ended as the bell rung loudly. Causing the entire group to jump in their seats.
"Look, I'm g-gonna come to your place l-later. I n-need to ask you a lot. Do NOT tell a-anyone about me. Or everyone you love will d-die." Toby growled, before flipping his hood and dissapearing into the large crowd of students.