Welcome To Asylum(Creepypasta x oc)

WoW

(now your wereing the outfit from the first page)

-In the middle of therapy-

"Well maybe you would be getting out sooner if you changed your hair to a more normal color."

"So, now my hair color affects my mental health?"

"Well it may improve peoples view of you."

"I'm, not hear because of how people see me, I'm hear because I killed someone." The person sighed.

"Yes, well. It seems that is all the time we have for today, but we feel your ready for social interaction now-"

"Oh, is that what you people call avoiding talking to people, hmm, new one." he ignored your comment.

"Now, you will be able to talk with some of the other members hear-"

"Ha! Members what is this a club for whores, were not members of anything we a prisoners of this place and as you said, 'are minds'."

"I never said we were prisoners of are minds I said we are all trapped in are minds, there are homes and if they brake then we need are selves and others to fix it."

"Right. Okaaay." I stood up. "Can I go?"

"Please lead her to the yard." The doctor said to the guard.

"The yard." Was a long filed with green grass a red clay path and benches. It was all surrounded by a tall grey wall.

"H-Hey." a boy with brown hair and brown eyes. "I-I'm T-T-Toby. C-can I sit."

"Sure."

"Y-You s-see that g-guard." He nodded towards one of the people in black, "T-the one who I-Is l-looking at us, H-he told m-me to t-t-talk to y-you. S-so w-why are y-you h-hear?" You smiled and sat back and used your arms a way to prop yourself up.

"I killed my mom and dad." He looked at you surprised.

"R-really, Ushualy t-they don't l-let t-the killers o-out hear. T-the only o-ones that are i-is m-me a-and T-T-Tim and B-Brian." He twiched and grabbed your arm then let go, "S-Sorry."

"Whatever. So who did you kill?" I looked up at the sun and closed my eyes.

"M-my d-dad, t-then a group of t-teens, a-and I-I was going t-to kill some, w-, one else but t-the police g-got t-there."

"WAIT!" You sat up and looked at him. "You mean like your Toby Rogers, like the kid that lit his neighborhood on fire?!"

"Y-y-ya."

"That was months ago. Where were you living?"

-Tobys POV.-

"Were were you living?"

My mind went back to that night. I continued running deeper and deeper into the forest tell I saw that dark figure that has been watching my every move.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!" I yelled at it. It didn't move but I felt a voice in my head.

You child, I would Like for you to come with me, and become my proxie, I want you to kill.

I looked at the tall man and nodded, He rapped long shadowy tenticals that were coming out of his back and rapped them around my thought tell I blacked out. I woke up in a room I had never seen before. I got up and looked in the mirror and saw that on my neck there was a circle with an x through it, like it had been carved into my skin. I spent the next month or two with that man and two other proxies, plus a hand full of other people called the Creepypasta.

-back to your POV.-

"I-I m-met s-someone."

"Oh." You notessed a mark on his neck. "Whats that?" I asked, He look surprised.

"That's a, um tattoo."

"Oh okay. So random queston, do you know have and other family, living or dead?"

"My mom."

"Is that all?'

"Yes."

"K."

"Hey whats your name?"

"Clarie."

"HEY T-TIM!" Toby called to a boy with slightly darker hair and eyes.

"What Toby?" He asked like Toby was the bane of his existence.

"You know when you heard the guards talking about a new killer hear?" he said.

"Ya."

"T-this is h-her, m-meat C-C-Clarie."

"Nice to meat you." He said holding out a hand.

"Hi." I shook it. There was a loud bell and one of the guards moshed for you to come in. You were eating lunch with Toby, Tim, and newly met Brian. The room you were in was mostly grey. There were round tables nailed to the growend around the room, an there was a stair case that led to a hall hanging of the wall that had benches on it. There was a gate and a guard in front of the stairs.

"Why is that closed of?" I asked Tim.

"I don't know we haven't been hear long enough."

"M-Maybe someone t-tried to j-jump off." Toby said in a fake spooky voice.

"Tim, you said, 'We haven't been hear,' so did you three come together?"

"At the same time, yes."

"Did you all know the 'person', Toby met after his neighborhood pulled a Kattness Everdien?(and if you don't know who that is... where has your life gone)" Tim nearly choked on his food.

"Toby! What did you say!?"

"Just that I met someone. Nothing else."

"Even that is to much!"

"KEEP IT DOWN!" a guard yelled.

"Ya you to ass hole!" I yelled the guard shot a evil looked at you like he was planing to heart me.

"Clarie w-why d-did you d-do that?"

"Because they won't do anything to me. There scared."

"But you can get shot if you heart them."

"That's the thing, apparently I'm crazy!" You jolted back body first then head shaking you head and arm's. "I don't care about life, I am only hear to carry out the will of the devil. I don't care about my life I just want to see others die." I said sarcastically. "And they think that if they come near me I will kill them, they don't care about my punishment they want to stay alive."
"You said 'they think' you would kill them. Would you?" Brian asked saying something for the first time.
"Without hesitation." I took a spoon full of food into my mouth. They didn't give us forks or knife's which is understandable. "I would watch every last one of them, but its no fun if they do try to run or put up a fight." I said.
-time skip and your doctors POV.-
"Sir. I think that Clarie needs stronger medicine. You see it seems she killed her parents out of rage and she said in a meating, and I quote, "it was fun. I wish I could do it over and over. It feels like when you ride a rollercoaster for the first time but so much more powerful.' I believe she is addicted to the adrenaline rush she gets from killing.
-back to you-
I was walking up the hall to my room when a guard stopped me.
"Sorry m-miss y-our room i-isn't t-t-this w-way any m-more."
"Why are you studering. Are you scared of me?"
"N-n-no m-miss."
"Oh, pity, I could have left it at that but now I'll have to make myself," you passed and looked in his eyes with your could grey ones burning with hate, "A lot scarier." You voice was deal like you were older. Then you smiled and rolled on the heals of your feet. "So where is this new room?" He was shocked.
"Um, t-this w-AY!" His voice cracked on the last part. You fallowed him to a room were inside there was a girl with black hair and green eyes.
"Hey." You sad waving and smiling like and idiot.
"Hey." She said in a voice that was calm and deep but still feminine.
"I'm Clarie."
"Jane."