{The mystery starts in the attic}

{Chapter 1: Attic}

"TOM PLEASE CLEAN THE ATTIC!" A woman's voice was heard all through the innit's house. A blonde boy groaned in the pillow as he got up, being too tired to complain he replied "FINE." the boy was Tom Danger Innit. A teenager with sleeping trouble and anger issues. The blonde boy exited his room and looked up to the attic door. Biting his cheek his eyes became slim. He rolled up his red cardigan sleeves up and jumped to open the attic up.

The ladder dropped at the blonde boy yelped as he jumped back. A cloud of dust came rushing down and Tommy coughed in his sleeve. Looking up to the opening he sighed and climbed the ladder. When he was in he looked around the attic. "Clean the attic she said... That's so much shit!" Tommy groaned and looked around the boxes.

He walked up to a box and crouched down. He blew the dust off of the text and his eyes turned slim as he read the box Baby Tom Pictures he cringed at what the box said and picked it up moving the box to a corner. He continued doing that until he saw one box in particular 

⎓𝙹∷⊣𝙹ℸ ̣ ℸ ̣ ᒷリ ᓭℸ ̣ ⚍⎓⎓ ᔑ⎓ℸ ̣ ᒷ∷ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷᓭᒷ⚍ᓭ ↸ᒷᔑℸ ̣ ⍑  the words were scribbles! "what the hell.." Tommy grumbled, "Who's three year old drew on this... jeez" Tommy continued before opening the box. There were 4 items in the box, A broken in half guitar, a diamond sword, a green bucket hat and a crown. The stuff looked ancient!

"Woah.." Tommy mumbled as he picked up the crown and putting it on his head. He stood up and stood confidently "Off with their head!" Tommy said pointing his finger to the ground. He started giggling as he hurriedly sat down and placed the hat down taking out the sword. Again standing up he swung the sword as it glimmered in the light coming out the small window.

He swore he saw the sword light up. From the shock he almost threw it on the floor but he caught it. He sighed and then looked closely to the sword there was a word engraved 

ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷᓭᒷ⚍ᓭ  "More scribbles?!" Tommy groaned and placed the sword back in the box. Tommy closed his eyes as tiredness washed over but something flashed as he closed his eyes.

Blood on someones hands, screaming panting. 

Tommy's eyes shot open as he panted. Being freaked out he quickly closed the box and pushed it to that one corner. His mind was going so fast that he felt like he would pass out. "TOM DINNERS READY" Tommy snapped out of this trance like state as he heard his mothers voice.

"COMING!" Tom replied as he quickly climbed down the ladder and ran down stairs being met with his mothers soft brown eyes. "You seemed in a hurry, somewhere other then dinner to be at?" his mother questioned with a half sassy half sweet voice. "Nope!" Tommy replied trying to act like nothing happened.

"You alright Tom?" Toms mother asked and Tommy just nodded and sat down and watched his mother also sit down. Tommy eyed the spaghetti his mother made and thanked her and they started eating in silence. "So... how's school?" his mother said awkwardly knowing that the poor boy keeps getting into fights against his bullies. "Its.. uh fine" Tommy replied scratching the back of his neck. 

His mother smiled at him sadly and spoke again "Just because you aren't a hybrid doesn't mean you're a mistake okay? Everyone's different okay? Like me and you! Were both different from the others! We shouldn't be sad because were humans alright!" Tommy looked at her annoyed as he slumped down onto the table and spoke grumbly "Whatever" rolling his eyes he could hear his mother sigh.

"You know I'm trying my best" She spoke and that got all of Tommy's nerves rolling. "Well if you would be trying your best why don't we live in a human town?!" Tommy yelled as he stood up and banged his fists against the table.

"Tom! You know the answer! Plus do you wanna leave Tubbo and Ranboo behind?!" Tom's mother exclaimed. "WHY CANT I JUST BE NORMAL! FOR ONCE IN MY LIFE!"  Tom yelled louder as he tightened his grip on the table.

His mother stood up looking guilty as Tom stormed off to his room "PLEASE TRY AND GET SOME SLEEP!" she yelled as Tommy shut his door. 

Tommy's blood was boiling as he punched the wall of his room. He yelped as he hugged his knuckle's. They were bleeding as he slid down the shut door. A few tears rolled down his cheeks, they were angry cheeks. He concentrated on a drunk coke can trying his best to calm down he closed his eyes as he sighed. But the he jumped when he heard a crunch. "What the fuck..." The coke can that he was looking at earlier was crushed. He shrugged it off to it being his sleep depravedness messing with him.

He stood up and opened his closet reaching for the bandages, he wrapped his hand with the bandages and threw himself on the bed. He groaned into the pillow as he closed his eyes but little did he know... he wont be sleeping again.

So the blonde boy was turning and switching poses trying not to think about what happened in the attic but he couldn't stop. 

Little did he know the mystery started at the attic...