Robots, Rabbits, and Repressed Emotions

SUPER, SPECIAL, SICK, AWESOME, EPIC BATTLE (not clickbait)

As the demon child prepared to lunge at William again, he got his stance ready. The demon looked like a rabid mutt that would not hesitate to sink its sharp claws and canines into anyone. It crawled up the wall quickly, completely ignoring the damage it was sustaining. Since it had seemingly gone berserk, it had probably gone numb from the pain of their bleeding fingers and ripped nails.

"BLOODY CHILDREN!" yelled William. "WHAT THE BLOODY FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU, YOU STUPID BIRD-BRAIN!?"

Almost like the demon was responding, it started making some weird gurgling and screeching sounds.

"Awsdljfhaeisrguhrvmrouweurfhghhhhhhh!!"

"Okay, a lot is wrong with that kid, I guess," thought William. "What did his parents feed him!? Was it steroids, crack, or somehow my magical Fredbears' pizza? Whatever it was, I should have given some to Evan. I thought the tea in his baby bottle would've made him a fine lad like me, but apparently the doctors had dropped him or something, because how else could he STILL be this weak? Maybe if he was as strong as this kid, he wouldn't be such a useless crybaby and instead would actually be able to stand up to his brother and NOT get bullied. I really need to tell him about this kid when I get home; maybe he can work to be like hi—oh wait, nevermind, he was so weak that he actually managed to get bloody killed by MICHAEL of all people. I mean, if it was Elizabeth or someone like that, I could understand; she always did take after me, but getting killed by MICHAEL? That kid was such a disappointment; if only he could have been like this kid. With someone like that on my side, I would have been unstoppable. Instead, all I got was a snotty-nosed git who couldn't stand up for himself, and it literally got him killed. Oh well, too late for that now, I guess."

Snapping out of his thoughts, William stood his ground and tightly gripped his knife as the demon child lunged at him. William's sweat was trickling down his forehead near his eyes. He couldn't wipe it off since just looking away for a split second could mean sudden death. The demon child, on the other hand, looked as if it would destroy William and anything that tried to get in its way. Hesitation meant defeat in this battle. This was going to be the fight of the century, and even though he was fearing for his life, this battle was sure to be life changing, and he felt sorry for anyone not able to witness this epic showdown about to take place.

Meanwhile, in a small village hospital, a child was writing:

Dear Dairy Diary,

A few days ago, I met a strange man. I was out in the forist picking some berrys, when I noticed some wierd guy. I was trying to ask him if he was ok but he didnt respond, wich was weird. Maybe he was shy? Or at least that's what I thought until he stabbed me a bajilion times. Like, what the actual duck??? You don't just start stabing a random person like a pcycopath! Anyway, thankfully my childhood friend, Sydkaraktora found me before I would die of blood loss. The healers in the hospital said that riting down my thoughts and feelings might help pass the time so they got me this book. In all honesty though, I think they were just trying to get rid of me, after giving me a few bandages and the eyepatch for my eye (Which I had to put on myself) they haven't been paying me any atention. They just said that because of a knife cut on my right eye, perminent damage had been caused, and then they left me alone. Not being able to use my right eye seems so surreal to me. My friends (Which I definetly have a lot of by the way) are going to tease me and call me a pierate. >:( Hopefully I can try and make it look cool. I mean, a ton of those guys from other world had eyepaches because none of the artists could draw the second eye I dont know why I wrote that, what does it even mean? What does it mean by artists, I thought the other world people just hurt their eyes or somthing? My brain mite be messd up a bit still from the stabbing, I wish the healers would check up on me more, they mite be able to help if anything is seriusly rong. Now that I think about it, there are some other things that I notised that have been weird ever sinse I got stabbed. One time I woke up in the middle of the night and the room was really brite, like there was a spotlite or something liting up everything, but I couldnt see any of the hospital lights on, then I blinked and everything was dark again. I really hope that nothing is rong, I better not have gotten brain damage or something from that knife. Maybe Im looking too much into the bad side of things, maybe its not brain damage and Im just getting my powers! Some other kids my age in different villages have already gotten theirs so maybe these weird things are just the start of me getting mine! I really hope thats whats happening, and Im not just going crazy or something. Anyway thats what Ive been up to lately, I hope I can write in this dairy more soon.

-Me