Toby X Masky Novels & Stories

“Oh, they are just the best! They’re very efficient at what they do. And so polite, too.” “Woman, have you been talking to other men behind my back?” he pretended to appear offended, which made Marjorie giggle. “Men? Only one, darling. You said ‘boys.’” Toby had to tune them out unless he wanted to puke. Instead, he studied the boy several feet across from him. He would have never guessed the kid belonged to Marjorie. Dark red hair, blue-green eyes, and freckles – none of which the mother possessed. He was quite small and scrawny for an eleven-year-old, or maybe Toby was bigger than he should be. Being on the football and baseball team in school would do that to a growing boy.

It was elegant and terrifying. We approached a woman seated behind a sleek glass desk. Her face was expressionless. When she saw Mr. Everhart, she stood quickly and bowed, deeply, reverently, before sliding something across the counter: a mask. Without hesitation, Mr. Everhart took it. The mask was white porcelain, etched with subtle obsidian lines. He placed it over his face and pinned a silver tag to his lapel. The name engraved on it was, Alpha. He turned to me “You won’t be needing this yet,” he said quietly, though his eyes behind the mask were unreadable.

Toby stood by the door and folded his arms shaking his head . " You are so juvenile Max . Run after her and tell her you are sorry. " " Not now Toby, we have to go. " ©#KCMmuoe

he paused with a small smile. “You told who?” I ask. “Umbra,” he responds shortly. “He said his name was Umbra.” “After the game, he’d give me bread. Enough bread, I wouldn’t have to starve anymore. That’s what he said,” Toby explains. “You came here because you were promised bread?” I ask, and he nods. I stand there without knowing the next words to say or how to explain the situation. “Welcome, fighters,” the digital voice echoes.

His brown eyes scanning for Toby, it's the first time they meet, I only told him I got someone for him and that he need help. "Is he okay?" Elijah asks looking at the sleeping baby in my arms. "Elijah this is Toby, he's a mixed classification he's a kitten" I say and his mouth falls open.

Pushing me into the seat in front of my vanity table, I cover as he hisses. “Don’t move.” Nodding slightly, I wait with my eyes closed before hearing him leaving the room and opening them again. I look at my disheveled appearance and lift my fingers slowly to touch the bite wound on my lip, flinching as I graze it with my fingers. Tommaso gets back and puts a tablet before me, leaning it against the mirror. He pushes the chair forward, making me look at the frozen image on the screen closer. “Watch it.”

"What do you want?" "Nothing... Just came to advise a confused person." Xander cast him a death glare. However, Toby wasn't going to back down. "Isn't it funny?... The mighty Xander Blake is confused between two women..." he hadn't even finished when Xander turned and walked away, furious. ...............

“Yeah, yeah,” Tobi waved him off casually. The door slammed shut behind him. Silence settled again. Minutes later, Tobi stood up stretched, and headed towards the door. “Pretty boy, behave.” He said as he stepped out of the room. Minutes later, footsteps echoed from outside. It felt measured and unhurried. The door creaked open. The masked man stepped in. “Tobi,” he called, voice slightly muffled. “Where is Lucas?”

Toby thought Marcel would offer him up for bait but instead he said. "It was my plan, I'll take the more dangerous role" That was admirable of him and Toby was glad he wouldn't have to try and run away from people probably much faster than him. "I'll distract them, once they run, you open all the pens" Marcel instructed, Toby nodded at him to say understand and just like that Marcel was gone. Toby stayed hidden behind a few trees, waiting for the two Rikans to follow Marcel. This was the first time he'd see Marcel's version of a 'distraction' so he had no idea what to watch out for.

She replied. The duke chuckled and asked again, “But a monster?” Lady Vienna nodded. “Yes, a handsome monster.” She patted his head to comfort him. “That’s okay, you’re with the evil Lady, Lady Vienna. We’re a match.” She said, smiling. “So that is why you wear a mask right?” Lady Vienna nodded. “Yes, a handsome monster.” She patted his head to comfort him. “That’s okay, you’re with the evil Lady, Lady Vienna. We’re a match.” She said, smiling. “So that is why you wear a mask right?”