Lakes of Agony

Father.

My Name was Ben Lawmen. Some of you may have heard of me before. Though what you have been told, is horribly wrong. I read a story recently about me, discussing my ties to a cult something about me being Young and guilable. A twelve year old boy who didnt know any better, sacrificed by a Moon Cult Leader named "The Father."
That, is a load of Horseshit. April 27th, 2000 Majora's mask Released, i was a Fifteen year old boy, and i had loved the zelda franchise for years, i loved link. I was a "special" boy in that time, whatever I had you new Millennials Would Most certaibly call me Neuro-divergent for. In short, i was bullied often. I didnt value conversation with anyone, i had Fashioned my own Link Cap out of cloth and wore a Green sweat shirt ironically, i was blond. The one friend i had, had always called me The Modern Day Hero of Hyrule.
Often me and her were bullied for our nerdiness, but that never bothered us much we simply enjoyed eachothers company that much. However one day, when i answered a knock at the door, i had been met with police. Jessie hadnt come home the night before and as her only friend, i was a prime suspect to be hiding a runaway. They thoroughly searched my home yet i could only think about wanting them to leave. What she said to me yesterday, i knew exactly what had happened to her. When the cops left i hopped on my bike and rode to her bullies house, rage had filled my blood. I spared no time when i didnt see his parents car, i kicked in his door and heard a scream from the basement, i ran and slammed through the door. She lay naked and bleeding on the floor, the fucking pig had been... well you get the idea. I leapt down the stairs and rammed my foot into his back, he screamed out in agony and tried to stand up, to which i had stomped on his neck. I tossed my jacket at her and told her to go upstairs and call the cops. Jessie did so quickly, yet still my blood raged on. It would end now, they wouldnt touch me or jessie ever again, i got ontop of his back, and grabbed him by the hair, and slammed his head into the floor over and over again until i painted the concrete red with his blood. I went to strike him again when i was slammed to the floor and handcuffed by an officer. I had been convincted for attempted murder, and the bully, never woke from his coma. I spent two years in prison. The days came and went by fast, and i had been let out of prison on my birthday, May 27th 2002. I wanted to see jessie, but she... never wanted to speak to me again, yes i had saved her but... i guess she didnt like how i went about it. My dad had greeted me as i left my imprisonment, and he said we were going on a fishing trip to celebrate, he even tossed me my Old Link Cap, which i donned almost immediately. We set off, to the same lake we had so many times to celebrate, he told me everything i missed, about how soon id have a little brother, and thats why my mother wasnt with us. I was excited to get back to my life, i had no idea what was in store for me.
When we arrived at the lake i stepped out of the car, and removed my shoes so that i could dip my feet into the water, i walked a couple steps out, and could hear father walking up from behind me. Suddenly there was a loud thud, my eyes flashed, and i was seeing red in the water... i turned over too look up at my Father. He was holding the bait box, and it looked like there was blood on it, he got ontop of me and held my head under the water, i felt my lungs give way to the lake, as i clawed and scratched and fought for my life, but father had made sure i wouldnt get up. I felt my body go limp.

I Was Drowned.