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(Janus) Stupid tale

Thank you all so much for all the love. 13K people have read this???

This one is more AU based since it does not take place in the normal Sander Sides universe, however the characters here are the same.
Also please make sure to skip away from this if it makes you uncomfortable.

TW // bullying, hate, abuse, harming someone else, fire, death

Janus's pov.
Let me tell you a story. No..
Not just a story. My story. The story of how I died.

Now you might find this tale confusing.
I bet you've read about me in those children's books or heard your parents tell the story of me.
They use me to scare people off.
They call me the monster! Can you believe that?!
Before going on I might as well tell you that I will indeed not come after you after you've read this. Never will and never have.
Becky you were stupid and was murdered by someone who knew you, not me. I didn't do anything... Yet every time someone dies close to where I lie, they always blame me and this stupid fake tale.

No little John I am not going to come eat you if you don't eat your vegetables. Why would I come and eat you for that reason? How and why would I in generally eat anybody?

I am normal.. or was normal. Just a human being.
Well maybe except for the fact I had, what looked to be, fangs. And I had a hard time with S's and F's and P's and such hard letters. It was mostly for my childhood years that I had that problem. But it was stuck to me as a person that I was like a snake.. That's what all the kids used to say.

I remember a guy named Patton. He was so incredibly sweet and adorable. He told me I was unique and shouldn't listen to the others. He said I was cool and even hung out with me for sometimes.
Patton was the only one who understood me as a normal human.
Then there was a guy named Logan.
He was so quiet.
Logan and I was seated together in Science. Logan greeted me properly the first day. "Greetings, my name is Logan Berry" he gave me his hands to shake and waited for my turn to introduce myself. I was waiting for him to use one of the many ugly nicknames or make fun of me.
"Janus Dece" (someone pls come with some great last names for all these Sander Sides)
Logan just nodded and took out the Science book and a notepad with a pen attached in the side.
Logan only ever spoke when he answered the teachers question or if I asked him something. He was natural.
Only once did he mention my teeth, but all he had to say about it was that it was fascinating and it gave off a charm in a way.
I liked Logan.

Then there was the twins.
Roman and Remus.
Gosh I couldn't stand either of them.
Roman would insult me when all the other popular people were around. And Remus would understand me, but still end up making a hurtful joke.

And the last person I want to tell you about is Virgil.
Virgil was... Something.
At first Virgil told me my teeth were hot.
Me and Virgil were a great duo and we helped each other, the bullying or anxiety.
But after all rumours and people whispering about me, Virgil changed. He turned against me, and I never understood why.

I was haunted by this constant taunt.
All the names.
All the people.
And suddenly...

"Janus you should come to the bonfire later"
"No thank you, not my thing"
"Come on dude it's gonna be lit!"
The people kept pushing me, they used my real name for once and something inside me had just the last hope spark in the moment and ended up saying yes.
The worst decision on my whole life.
I could have stayed at home and had my own little party, watch a movie, eat way too much candy, daydream and cuddle up in my bed and forget life and wait until I could finally go to college.
But I didn't. I went home and got some cool clothes and decided to go where most of the other kids would be for the night.

At first everything was great.
Patton was also there and we talked for a good while. Logan didn't show up saying it was not an important thing in life and he had better things to do.
Then after an hour someone took Patton away to show him something apparently. But what really happened was that they just needed Patton away so he wouldn't protest against the others.
When he was gone three guys grabbed my arms and legs and brought me closer to the bonfire.
"You know you're just like a snake, right? Isn't he guys?" One kid said. He seemed to be the one in charge of it, the one who had arranged this. Cause this was not just any kind of party, this was my execution.
"You all know what's missing?"
"The eyes?"
"The tail!"
"The tongue!"
"I hear you all! But no something even more visible" the kid yelled this time.
"The scales" he then said.
The guys around me held me tighter and no matter how much I struggled against them... They were just stronger than me...

The guy in charge now took this stick and stuck it into the fire.
"Don't worry little Dee, soon you'll be a real snake you will see"
He took the stick out of the fire and brought it close to me. My breathing was fast and panic over flooded my brain.
Everyone thought this was where it would stop. Just to threaten the boy named Janus. But they were so wrong.
He pressed the stick to my face burning an imprint to my face.
It was shocking for everyone.
And the pain... Oh the pain

But it doesn't stop here either.
He repeated his actions.
He was going for making a pattern that would look like I had real scales.
"STOP IT HARRY, IT'S ENOUGH" Virgil called out. Seems like he still had a bit of care for me.
The guys now by the name Harry didn't.
Roman pushed some of the guys holding me away and kept one arm around my torso. "You heard him Harry, this is not okay" Roman said. "Oh why? I'm just making art. Want some too?"
"No Harry you're out of your mind"
"I thought you hated him like all of the rest of us, except for that little childish guy Patton"
"Don't even start anything Harry"

Harry tried to stand Roman with the stick, making Roman stumble backwards, the Harry grabbed my arm and tried to push me the opposite way of Roman... which meant towards the fire as well.
Before I could hit the fire completely I grabbed Harry's arm taking him with me in my direction.
"Let go freak. HELP ME"
I had tried so much to get away, but it was no use.
Harry's arm was burned and my back was also burned severely.
Harry got free from me and without thinking he pushed me into the fire.
In an attempt to run I fell and my head hit a rock.
That's where all blacked out.

The tale you all have heard, was of me coming right from hell. Then when I was alone with my prey that I had convinced out to a forest, my skin would burn so I would look like a snake. My tongue would split in two and my angered eyes would glow yellow. I would be much taller, bigger built and so intimidating. There I would use my eyes to freeze the pray. But burn them alive and eat them.

Ridiculous. And only because Harry survived that and reported the story as if it went that way. Even though others went against it they never succeeded. And because of how long ago it happened it became a tale.
People would burn their enemies where I died and blame it on me.
I find it so unfair how this ended.
Back in 1970.

||I wanted to play more on the horror side and go more in depths, but I am afraid that people would become too uncomfortable with this and no one will read it. However I wrote this in class and it's unedited, so there might be a lot of mistakes or stuff that doesn't exactly make sense.
Word Count: 1445 words||