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I think I'm getting too old for this y'all, I feel like a grandma.

Fun Fact: A proxy's worth to Slenderman/The Operator depends on their rank, the more useful, the higher rank.

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𝟐𝐧𝐝 𝐏.𝐎.𝐕

Oh boy, you should have never gone to Rebecca's house.

Because right now you were being tossed around like a rag doll by Ticci Toby, getting punched and thrown around like you were a sack of potatoes.

Toby threw a punch to your jaw, throwing you back before hurling you to the ground. So far, you won two rounds against Toby, surprising I know, but your little biting trick was coming to use.. and growing old. The brunet boy did seem to dislike you, and winning two matches against him certainly ticked him off.

Haha.. get it? Ticked him off? No? Okay.

You grabbed the sides of his head, head butting him before tossing him to the side, trying to pin him down. Only for him to kick your stomach and throw you back again. "Woah woah! Easy on the rookie Tobes!" Rouge shouted from across the room as Toby did anything but that.

It had been two months or so since you came here, one month and a half since you started training. Toby still hated your guts, Rouge and Kate were like big sisters to you, Vix was still Vix and Masky was still an old fart. You got shoved against the wall again, but this time, you dodged his painful gut kicks.

A tired pant escapes your lips, you're growing weary, but you won't quit. That annoys Toby greatly, why are you, a simple goddamn human, so resilient? How did you see his moves before he even threw them at you? It made no sense.

As Toby tackled you to the ground again, another vision flashed before your eyes, but this one was too quick for you to make sense of. You elbowed his face, kicking him off and slamming him against the ground, this was it, you could win another round!

Just as you were about to confirm your victory, you felt something sharp and cold push into your stomach. You gasped, letting go of Toby as your ears began to ring. You heard a panicked scream, it was Rouge, everything was muffled.

You slowly glanced down at your stomach to see a knife plunged into your guts, Toby holding said knife. You stared at him in horror, watching his bitter and spiteful expression turn shocked, then numb as he pulled out the blade. You stepped back as blood splattered across the floor.

A metallic taste filled your mouth as you heard Kate shouting at Toby while Rouge shock your shoulders. What was she shouting? She looked panicked, your vision began to blur, then darkness.

Hours later, you awoke in the infirmary, yet again. Grumbling curses under your breath, you sat up, rubbing your head. "Ugh, what happened?" You groggily questioned yourself, you didn't notice the light ticking noises in the background when a voice answered your question.

"I s-stabbed you." Toby said as you jolted awake, looking up to see him sitting on a backwards chair at the end of your bed. You quickly sat up straight and scooted away from him when he clicked his tongue in annoyance.

"S-Stop that, I-I'm not gonna- FUCKING- hurt you." He hissed, his brown eyes gleaming with annoyance. Your brows furrowed, "What? Like you did last time?" You retorted accidentally, but decided that it wasn't an accident.

You meant your words. You aren't a fucking pussy, well, you're trying not to be.

You could see a flash of anger in Toby's eyes, his neck twitched backwards, but his angry look faded to remorse and regret. He sighed lowly, "Look, I-I'm sorry, okay?" He stuttered out.