Hello everybody! Today I come to you with a collab between the sweet, the amazing @charlie-greenfield-eggsauce and I.
For the story, they did everybody else's parts, and I did Diesel 10. We played it out like a roleplay in order for it to actually be a collab.
For the art, They did Thomas, the background, and shading, and I did Diesel 10, the signatures, and some editing. I hope you enjoy!
Blood/gore trigger warning
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It was night time on Sodor, and all the Steam Team were done with their jobs for today. They all settled down in their rooms as soon as they got home.
When Thomas and Percy arrived at the place, each were talking and laughing down the hallway, just having a good time.
"Thomas," Percy began after finishing laughing, "Today's been busier than usual really, I'm so glad I got to spend some time with you at the end of the day."
"Yeah," Thomas nodded, "During taxi hours it was back and forth billions of times, then I was late to clerking duties, and that was a pain, I can imagine that it was worse with you during mail deliveries."
"Right you are." Percy nodded, "Thousands of mail to deliver, it was like a work out."
"Exactly, it was almost like-"
"-Rush hour in New York?"
Percy giggled, "You're my best friend
Thomas, I simply can predict what you're gonna say."
When the two got to Thomas' apartment, both exchanged a hug, enjoying the moment before the two went to sleep.
"But yet again, it was nice to see you again, especially today," Percy smiled, looking up at Thomas before letting go.
"Yeah, it was great to see you too. I would've had a mental breakdown if I didn't talk to you today." Thomas replied.
"Oh Thomas, you say that everyday."
"Well that's because I love you, platonically of course."
Both laughed, and exchanged goodbyes to each other, before heading off into their own apartments.
After getting into some comfortable clothes, and as Thomas settled in into his bed, he wondered for a bit about today, and tomorrow. "I hope tomorrow isn't as crazy as it was today. I wouldn't stand it."
He looked over to the empty space where to be his kitchen, and then sighed. "Welp, goodnight Thomas." He then turned off his lamp and closed his eyes, drifting off into sleep.
The night was peaceful for another few hours. Though, as Thomas would come to realize, he wasn't alone.
A large, towering figure thumped down the hall, one hand in his pocket, the other firmly grasping the handle of a bloodied, spiked metal bat. His piercing red eyes glowed through the darkness, and his sharp teeth were curved into a menacing, evil smile.
He found the door he was looking for, took a small piece of metal out of his pocket, and unlocked the door. He opened the door, slid in, and quietly closed it behind himself. He then proceeded to trudge his way around the apartment, checking things out, his heavy breathing and loud footsteps giving plenty indication that somebody was there. They were just hard to see in the dark, apart from their eyes.
Thomas, luckily, wasn't a deep sleeper unless he didn't get enough sleep the previous night. He heard the thuds, and groaned quietly, shifting in his covers, still not aware that a guy was in his apartment, probably a stalker or a killer.
After he was done looking around, he decided he'd mess with Thomas. He saw a small vase, knocked it off the counter, and smiled and chuckled a low, growling laugh to himself as it hit the floor with a loud shatter. "My bad~" he whispered to himself, then looked around for more stuff to mess with as he waited for Thomas to come out.
Thomas got up, still groggy, his eyes in a blur somewhat, gasping a sharp gasp and exclaimed a quiet what. He looked around, and saw a man with a metal bat in his hand. Of course, since his vision was blurry, he couldn't see him straight, so he called, "Hey..." He groggily said, "Who's there...?"
The man looked over at him, and gave a sly smile. "You don't recognize me? I'm your worst nightmare." he said in his low, rough voice, walking slightly closer, bat in hand, footsteps thudding against the floor as he let out a low growl. He was definitely a lot bigger than Thomas....And more menacing.
Thomas rubbed his eyes, and looked up at the creature and shivered, still confused onto why someone came into his apartment, and was threatening him, he didn't know how to feel. "... Diesel 10?" He groaned, still confused, but recognized him a tad.
"Who else but yours truly?" he said, chuckling a bit. "I hope i'm not disturbing the other rooms. It'd be a shame if they walked in on a corpse." he hissed lowly, looking down at Thomas, staring straight into his soul with his piercing red eyes.
That's when Thomas widened his eyes, fully awake now in fight or flight, and shook, "W-What...?" He got up from his bed, knees shaking softly.
"I want you to meet a little friend of mine..." he said, holding his bat firmly, spinning it around, the spikes bloodstained already. "This will only hurt temporarily..." he chuckled a bit as he picked up his bat and started to stalk closer to Thomas.
Thomas started go back toward his door, ready to dash out of there for his life. He didn't want to die, he didn't know what he'd done. This was just off.
"Oh, no you don't!" He exclaimed, going for a blind jab at Thomas with his sharp claws. He didn't know where he'd hit, he just hoped he'd hit something.
Thomas had luckily scurried away before he was hit, hiding to the side of his refrigerator, shaking. He breathed heavily, hoping Diesel 10 didn't see him. Luckily, there was a knife stand at the counter, he quickly grabbed the biggest knife he could find, and held it, feeling scared for his life.
He let out a frustrated growl as he looked around. He locked the door while he was there, and then stalked around, looking for his victim. "Show yourself, you coward!" he yelled, not caring that he might be disturbing others. Now he just wanted to do what he came for and leave.
Thomas stayed quiet, covering his mouth, praying to the Lord himself that he didn't find him. He held the knife firmly in his hand, ready to attack, but all he heard was his heartbeat, and nausea rising.
He had his teeth bared in a snarl as he searched, slashing things to the side and breaking things. "Come out, you little twerp..." he hissed, slowly stalking closer, bat ready to swing.
Thomas' stomach churned as Diesel 10 marched closer, but he was 100% ready to fight. He tightened his grip on the knife, trying not to let go. He was ready to swing the knife at him.
10 eventually found him, and gave a large toothy grin, tongue flicking out of his mouth. "There you are!" he said, grabbing Thomas by the arm and flinging him out of the spot, then swinging at him. "I hope you like the taste of metal!"
Thomas grunted as he hit the floor, groaning a bit, before swiftly getting out the way of the bat, grabbing the knife he'd dropped, and swinging it at Diesel 10.
He dodged it swiftly, then balled his fist and swung at Thomas, hoping he'd actually hit something.
Thomas got the hit, and fell to the floor, dropping the knife, he grunted at the force of the punch, staying there for a bit, trying to regain.
10 gave him another couple good punches to the face before grabbing him by the collar and holding him up, looking up at him with a sly grin, licking his lips and flicking his tongue like a snake. "Looks like this is the end of your line, isn't it? Oh, if only your friends cared enough to come save you."
Thomas struggled to get free, growling. "What do you want? What the fuck do you want from me?!" He screamed, snarling a bit. All the confusion made him angry.
"Revenge, Thomas...Revenge." he said, his bat swung over his shoulder. His eyes glowed brightly, giving the room a ghastly red hue. "Tell ol' Lucifer I miss him." he said, readying his bat. All Thomas could hope for was a miracle.
Thomas snarled, "I'll tell that over your own dead body." He growled, kicking and grunting for how much he could, trying to break free. Until...
"Thomas? Is everything okay?" A voice called from the other side, Percy. He sounded worried, hoping that everything was okay.
10 looked to the door and snarled. "Whoever you are, go away! This is private business!" he yelled, letting out a loud, menacing growl. "If you want your friend, I hope you know how to lockpick!"
"Thomas?!" Percy panicked, trying to find the spare key Thomas gave him, or was it under the rug? "Thomas who is that?"
Thomas had enough time to creep over to the knife stand, and grab another knife, holding it firmly in his hand, snarling.
10 growled and walked over, shoving stuff in front of the door, not about to let Thomas walk free. He then turned around and saw Thomas with the knife, but he didn't care. He readied his bat and with a loud yell, he rushed towards Thomas, shaking the ground with his footsteps.
"Percy is everything okay?" Edward walked out, raising an eyebrow, nervous.
"Whatever is going on?" James asked, rubbing his eye.
"I'm trying to get some sleep..." Gordon groaned until he heard a noise...
Thomas dodged, and rushed toward Diesel 10, getting ready to stab him.
He went to swing at him again, sweating and hissing, teeth bared in a snarl, ready to bite him. "I'LL LET YOU OUT ALIVE OVER MY DEAD BODY!!" He roared, swinging his bat as Thomas got close, hoping he'd hit.
"GAH!" Thomas eventually got hit, blood dripping from the side of his face, bloody scars forming on his face, hissing in pain, breathing hard. He was now weak, his mind swirling around him, his ears ringing.
10 laughed in satisfaction and stalked over to Thomas, readying his bat for another swing. "Nighty night, Thomas..." he said, taking another swing, hitting him in the chest. "That'll probably break something. Now to make myself comfortable and see if those idiots can get in.." he said, slinging his bat over his shoulder and leaning against the wall, looking back and forth between the door and Thomas.
"AAH!" Thomas coughed some blood, deep scratches on his chest, trying to breathe, but all he could do was cough and wince in pain, he weakly looked up at Diesel 10, not showing any fear, only pain.
"Unless one of your friends is insanely strong, they won't get to you in time. You better pray that you'll live long enough to see the ER." he said nonchalantly, looking at the blood on his bat. "I bet they're freaking out right now. If only I could see."
"...W-Why me...?" He said weakly, coughing, "Why me? ...... What did I do....?"
He didn't answer. He just picked him up, walked over to the door, moved stuff out of the way and unlocked the door, then stalked into the darkness. He made sure he couldn't be seen, then closed his eyes to be completely hidden.
Thomas breathed, and snarled, "Hey! Come out here you fucking coward!" He coughed once more, feeling like he was gonna black out, "...You ... Coward..." Thomas then blacked out in a bloody mess.
The door opened, and once Percy saw Thomas, he rushed in and kneeled beside him checking to see if he was okay. "Thomas! Oh Thomas! Thomas please wake up! Please! Please wake up! Please ... Please......" Percy broke down, crying, begging Thomas to wake up quietly.
"I'll go call 999!" Edward rushed to his room to grab the phone, and call the ambulance.
Gordon, James, and the rest, just stood there, shocked and sick.
Thomas was dying, slowly almost, but he was trying to hold on for dear life...
He couldn't bare to not see. He opened his menacing, glowing eyes, and smiled his toothy smile in the darkness. He watched everybody, not caring if he was seen.
"Thomas Thomas you'll be okay you'll be okay you'll be okay just wait you'll be okay..." Percy kept repeating, tears falling down his face.
He stepped out, stalking close to them, his bloodied bat clinking behind him. He kept his distance, he just stood and waited, just out of view of everybody but Percy. He just wanted to be seen by him, and then he'd leave.
Percy stopped mumbling, and felt as if someone was watching him. He looked behind him slowly, and his heart shattered. Diesel 10.
He gave a toothy, sly grin, gave Percy a slow wave, and then darted out of the window, hitting the ground with a thud, but getting up and disappearing into the night. When he got far enough, he looked back at the apartment building, giving a smile as he heard the sirens blaring and saw the lights get closer.
"Sweet dreams, little one....Heheheh..."
Hopefully you all enjoyed. Have a nice day!
(@splendidred05 have fun with this one >:) )
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