That guy with the split personality. (Sequel) ON HOLD~

Storm and alcohol (Chappy 11!)

3rd person POV: (based more around storm)

Ben and Jeff walked into the bar, looking for storm, only to find him as the only person there besides the bartender of course. He looked rather different. He didn't have his machetes or his leather jacket, revealing his red hair with blotches of crimson blended with the faded red. There was a hint of sadness on face as he downed another bottle of what looked like whiskey.

"Barman! Another bottle please. I'm either going to die of alcohol poisoning or the pain I feel beneath my flesh inside me. I would much rather it be the alcohol that kills me." Storm staggers with his words. Ben and Jeff stood there with a look of disgust, but slight sympathy. The bartender handed him another full bottle but this time it was rum, he then added the empty bottle to a stack of around 6 others, all completely empty. Storm tilting his head back taking a swig and Jeff and Ben couldn't help but notice that his face wasn't masked and hidden like it usually was. Showing the many cuts, scars and holes permanently damaging his skin. He planted to bottle down on the counter and rubbed his face with a sigh.

"Fuck this second personality!" Storm screamed and stumbled as he picked up an empty bottle and smashed it against the counter shattering it to pieces. The bartender flinched in fear and ran out past Jeff and Ben, storm however proceeded to pick up a glass shard and look at it. "I want you to get out OF MY HEAD!" Storm squeezed the piece of glass in the palm of his hand and smirked as the warm red liquid dripped from his closed hand. At this point Jeff got a little concerned grabbing Ben's hand as they took a step closer to storm only to be stopped as Ben came to a halt pointing at the dark black mist that started surrounding storm.

Suddenly, the mist travelled it's way down to storms hand concealing it. The blood stopped and the wound dissipated turning into nothing but another scar, storm sighed and let the glass fall to the ground as he took another swig of alcohol from the still full bottle. That was it! Jeff couldn't watch anymore, he let go of Ben's hand and walked towards storm, stopping behind him. Ben watched with fear.

"Hey, storm?" Jeff tapped his shoulder with ease only to be ignored. Storm just stared at the bottle of rum in his hand, finding it more interesting than anything else. Ben rolled his eyes and grew aggravated. The fear was gone, he wanted answers and he wanted them now! He was sick of Jeff playing it cool. Quickly, Ben ran forwards and screamed knocking Jeff out of the way and tackling storm to the floor landing on his chest. Ben grabbed storm by the collar of his shirt staring into his eyes, but then jumped back as he seen the scars up close, each one in different places and ranging from depth, there were even tiny holes, almost like... bullet holes? Storm chuckled which earned him a frustrated look from Ben.

"Hello Ben, I do hope you are well." Storm ruffled Ben's hair and stood up with a grunt, Ben still clinging to the collar of storms shirt. Jeff looked taken back as he made eye contact with storm, seeing all the scars and cuts engraved onto his skin. Jeff's attention was then drawn to storms forearm where he read the word "monster" cut into it. Storms noticed and hid his arm behind his back, Jeff looked back up into his dull grey eyes.

"Why storm? Why do you do this to yourself? Where did all those scars come from? Why did you attack Ben!?" Jeff threw multiple questions at him. Storm laughed and grabbed Ben's wrists and pried him off, ripping his shirt in the process, revealing yet more scars that made Jeff cringe and Ben shriek.

"You can't just walk on in here, question me about my motives and choices and expect an immediate answer Jeffery. But I am sorry for what I've caused, I didn't choose this life" Storm spoke as he gathered up his belongings. Jeff shrugged. Ben was mad again, he wanted answers not pathetic apologies! He jumped for storm again, but he stepped aside and caught Ben by his shirt before he hit the ground, then slowly set him down.

"I'll let you both enjoy your vacation now. I'll be in my room, but please! For your own safety... Do not disturb me." And with that storm left. Leaving Ben and Jeff dumbfounded and confused.

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Written by the amazing and talented "discord2696" and edited and slightly changed by Me (Dana) c:

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