----3rd person's pov----

A man was brutally killing a hellish abomination along with other nightmarish beings, all the while, a woman was carrying a baby in her arms, and tried to defend the youngling, all the while the brute was killing off his enemies.

The most noteworthy thing that was visible on the brute, was what was on his face.

A mask... but this wasn't any mask. No, this was the terror mask, an ancient mayan relic that grants the user unimaginable strength and abilities beyond belief.

Rick Taylor kept crushing beast after beast in a gloriously bloody fashion, and spoke to someone.

"Is that it!?" He asked outloud, and someone responded. "Yeah, that's all of it... nice job, rick-o." The voice came from none other than the mask.

As before, it was far from a normal magic mask, in that it was alive(and has the voice of Jim Cummings. Look him up as the terror mask on youtube, it's awesome.), and knew what has happened in the past few centuries and what will happen afterwards.

"Rick, are Jennifer and your kid alright?" He asked his user, and he ran back to his family. "Yes... yes, they are.... " Rick held his wife and child in his arms, albeit, a bit different, for he didn't want to crush them.

Afterwards, all of them left the hellish realm that he entered to bring his family back from, through a portal made by the mask.

(3 months later...)

----Rick Taylor's pov----

It's been a few months since that time, and I'm already over all the death and killings I've done.

"Rick, do you mind watching (Y/N) for a bit, I need to check on something." I heard my wife ask me from upstairs. Heading to our son's room, I held and rocked him a bit, and he giggled cutely. "Hey there, lil' hulkster. How's it going?" I asked in a cooeing voice, and I felt something float near me.

"The kids got your face, and your wife's eyes." "Thanks, terror." Yes, the terror mask was living with us, and part of the family.

"I still can't believe both of you asked me to be the kid's uncle." He said in some disbelief. I smiled. "Well, he seemed to like you when he laid eyes on you." I heard him laugh, and float near (Y/N).

"Well, he's a special one, ain't he?" We both laughed and looked at my son.

Sure, it was scary when he saw the mask floating in front of him, but we were surprised when the mask didn't hurt him, on the contrary, (Y/N) was the one who touched the mask and played with it, and it didn't even change him when he placed the mask on his tiny little face.

"I didn't think he'd like me when we first met!" The mask said as he laughed.

We were enjoying the time when we were playing with my son, but it was cut short after we heard something break.

"RICK!"

"JEN!?" I ran downstairs with both my son and the mask, and when I reached where the scream came from... I saw her.... dangling from the arms of a nuckelavee.

"JEN!" The nuckelavee ran at me, and I barely dodged it as I ran outside... and saw Grimm everywhere in the city....

"Terror!" He floated near me.

"Yeah!?"

"How far can you take (Y/N) away from here!?" I asked him as we both hid behind something. "Why!?"

"JUST TELL ME, DAMNIT!" From the mask's movement, he seemed surprised.

"Rick.... don't tell me... "

".... "

"You can't be serious-"

"I am."

"You'll be dead the second I leave with (Y/N)!"

"And?"

"DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE DOING!? WHAT YOU'RE DOING TO NOT JUST ME, BUT YOUR SON!?"

"I DON'T CARE! I LOST JENNIFER, I WON'T LOSE YOU, OR MY SON!"

I stared at him for a few seconds, before he sighed in annoyance, and sadness. "Rick.... think about this.... wearing me, you have a better chance saving me, you, and (Y/N)... "

I tensed up. ".... but I can't save you, and the people here at the same time... "

We both looked at each other, and the mask got near my son's sleeping face. ".... how far do we need to be?... "

"As far away from this place... "

I saw the mask create a fleshy body, and he took (Y/N) from my arms. With his new body, the mask could show emotion. He gave me and my son a despaired look.

"What about you?... " he asked me, and I smiled. "I'll be fine.... just make sure he's safe... " I touched my son's cheek, and he smiled in his sleep. I felt tears in my eyes, as I knew that this is my last time with him.

"I promise... I'll look after him.... and rip the spine out of anyone who wrongs him... " Terror said in a soft voice, and held the baby up to his mask face.

The moment was ruined by a large crash, and we saw the nuckelavee coming towards us.

"GO, BEFORE-"

"NOOOOO!"

----Terror mask's pov----

I reached my hand out and tried to save rick, but he got in the way of the incoming blow from the nuckelavee.

"RICK!"

"G-goooo.... go, now! Before-!?"

*CRACK!*

The nuckelavee snapped his neck.... and dropped his lifeless body and ran for me. Gunning it, I created a portal and jumped through, and closed it as soon as I did.

My surroundings were that of a forrest, and I could tell that we were pretty far... the smoke clouds made that easy to tell. Turning to see my nephew, I saw him wake up, and look at me in curiosity. "Hey there, little champ... how'd you sleep?... good?... " I rocked him gently, and he laughed and tried to grab my face.

----3rd person's pov----

After they escaped, the terror mask wandered the forest for some time, until he saw a house near the entrance.

Hoping that someone was there, he walked towards the front door, and placed the baby at the base of it. He knocked, and realized that he was still in his true form. He knew what he had to do in order to protect his nephew.

Hiding within the child, he saw through the baby's eyes, and a young woman and man walked out the door, and picked up the infant, and began to wonder if the person who left him there was around.

Now, with the child having a new home, the terror mask was at ease.... if only he knew of what was to come years later....

----End Of Prologue... for now...----