BFDI TF Saga (2023 Remaster): ARC 3

Lessons in Survival

Lessons in Survival: Metal Leafy TF/MTF/AP/MC

[Warning: Contains Body Horror, Blood and Gore, Coughing Up Blood, Vomiting Up Blood, Substance Use (Alcohol), Screaming, Crying, and Spoilers from BFDI(A). You have been warned.]

06 December 2019

Over this past semester, Leslie Irvine, 21, has transformed everyone in his class, sans Preston, into an object. All the screams of agony still resonated within his sick, twisted mind. And he knew that he has been prepared to transform himself into an object, no matter who he may become at this point.

Lesile was lying on his bed, pondering over what has happened over at the past few months. He looked at his makeshift BFDI posters and then began reading down the names written on his list. He chuckled at the victims he transformed himself, Evelyn... Mackenzie... Belle. He could still hear the Evelyn's screams of agony as she transformed into 8-Ball to this day.

He then sighed, "Man, following in Willa's footsteps is exhausting and even the price that I had to pay was expensive! I have lost it all, haven't I. My parents, my education, my friends, and, soon, myself... it's not like this life was worth living anyways. What fun is it when you're told what to do by your parents, being told what to wear and what not to wear, what to eat and what not to eat, and what to like and what not to like. However, I don't regret doing this project... it taught me how to express myself freely and how to free many people from the chains of their past trauma, the shackles of normality, and the restraints of their sins. Now, I must prepare to free myself from all the chains and shackles of normality as well!"

Leslie then grabbed his bookbag, placing his laptop inside of the bag, along with one of his late dad's bottles of alcohol to guzzle down on for later. He then headed over to the garage, only to notice that there was blood red graffiti on the door. It read:

YOU HAD TO ERASE US!

"What the hell is this?!" Leslie asked, as he raised an eyebrow, "Shit! My actions are finally catching up to me!"
Leslie slowly, but surely, approached towards the garage door, which was unlocked and cracked open, Leslie knew that someone was inside of there.
"Whoever you are, you better not be here to meddle with- YOU!" Leslie shouted, noticing that Preston, Tulia, Levi, and Wanda were all there, angry at him.
"Yell at us all you want, Leslie, but your reign of terror is over!" Preston shouted, "It is time for you to end this!"
"End this? But I have been planning to transform myself before anyone else does!" Leslie shouted.
"So, Karma is finally catching up to you! You had to erase each and every single one of your classmates, sans Preston, now you're going to suffer the same!" Levi shouted.
"Yeah, you have even backstabbed your assistant as well, even if she did most of the dirty work for you!" Wanda added.
"If you had let them kept their minds and if the objects that they all have became were their favorite characters, they would have been fine with their new forms, but you had to erase them, didn't you!" Tulia added.
"I don't understand what you're saying!" Leslie nervously chuckled.
"Don't play dumb with us, we all know that you have transformed innocent people into objects, especially with you idolizing a psychopathic bitch such as Willa!" Tulia shouted, "How could you go down such a path?! Why can't you be normal!?"
"Because normality sucks! And I get bored easily! Wouldn't we all be better off if we were sentient objects?!" Leslie asked, insanity dripping from his voice.
"No! People's lives were great as they were before you swooped in and fractured countless lives! And the transformations don't just affect those you transformed, but their loved ones as well. You know how many people have been grieving over the loss of their children and/or siblings?! You know how many friendships you have fractured?!" Preston asked, "I won't let you hurt anyone else, and so this ends with you getting a taste of your own psychopathic medicine!"
"There is no way that I am letting you do what I am planning to do myself!" Leslie shouted, begging for Preston to not do anything to him.
"It is too late for pleading for mercy, you did not give any of your victims mercy when you were transforming them, so, you don't deserve it!" Preston shouted, before opening up his laptop and playing a video that caused medium-dark gray lights to barrage at Leslie's eyeballs, which made him collapse onto the the floor and scream on top of his lungs.
"Stop... it hurts... it's blinding me...!" Leslie sobbed as the flashing lights caused everything to go black, he was temporarily blind due to the constant flashing of the lights.
"Preston! Stop, he's had enough of the flashing lights, we don't need to stoop down to his level, we should just leave him alone!" Levi shouted.
"Okay, sounds like a plan. Hope he thinks everything through and regrets ever messing with our semester." Preston then turned off the video and closed his laptop, as all four of them left Leslie to regain his bearings.