Chapter 9:Mal Takes Full Control Part 3

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Mike's Prov's

I can't believe Mal took full control, 'again' I thought he had changed. We were friends once, I remember, when I first met Mal. "He was way different back then." I said.

I was 6 year's old, I didn't know I had "Muttple Personality Disorder" back then. I thought they were just my imagenarey friends,he came after Chester. My father was an alholic,which meant he would be drunk when I got back from school.

Flashback.

Little 7 year old Mike had just walked in the doorway from school. He knew he better get up stairs quick,one because he was an hour late,and two. He doesn't want to get caught by his Dad. Mike's Mom was at work of course and wouldn't be home till after 6:00 p.m.

"Michael Smith! Come hear now!" His father called. Not sounding happy. Mike drops his book bag on the floor and went up to his father looking over him. He had a empty beer bottle in his left hand, looking half drunk... but he was mostly mad at Mike. "How many times have I told you about running late after school!?" His farther asked, with rage in his voice.

Mike looks up. S-S-severly times." He answered. With a bit of sass in his voice.

"Don't you be sassy with me, Mike!" His father then punched him in the face. Knocking Mike to the ground,with a thump. Leaving him with a bleeding nose,and black eye.

"I'm sorry Dad, I didn't mean to!" Mike apologized.

"Oh you'll be sorry alright!" His dad sneerd. He then rasied up the beer bottle, hitting Mike on his back,and right arm,and his leg. His dad did this to him at least 8 times or so.

Mike starsted to scream,in pain and begging his father to stop. "Daddy stop! Please stop!!! Somebody help me!!!" He sobbed,as his dad continued to the beat crap out of him. Mike had passed out.

.In Mike's mind.

A fire and orange energy starsted to emerge,it then started to form into a person, resmembleing Mike except he had his dark brown hair over his right eye. (Mal didn't have thoose dark circles under his eyes,or those black small pupil, maolvent eyes full of hate back then) his eyes were dark chocolate brown like Mike's. He then falls to the pink ground with a thump. He then gets up,he wasn't wearing any clothes,so of course he squiled, covering his cock, blushing. Chester was around,but he was napping....the young personality then saw clothes appear on his body,a black hoodie,and blue jeans,with brown sneakers. "Well that's better...." He then looks around, making sure not to wake up the elderly personality he walks around to explore a little.  "What am I supposed to do now? What's my name or purpose?" He qustioend. He then started to fade in and out.

In the real world,he had woken up in different clothing,a turquoise shirt, instead of a black hoodie. His dark brown hair then draped over his right eye. He was now in a lot of pain,he didn't like he moaned. He then sees Mike's dad about to punch him in the face,the young persona,then fliches, suprsised that he caught his dads fist, along with him.

"What in the world!" His farther questions. The alter,then started to squize his fist tightly. "Let go of me Mike!?" He ordered. Is that my name,'Mike'? The young personality questions. Mike's Mom then barges out of the door. She then sees her son badly injured, looking different.

"Mike honey are you okay?" His Mom asked,she then glairs at Mike's Dad. "What is wrong with you? Beating your own son! This time you better have been drunk!" His Mom replied. The young persono,then passed out.

In Mike's mind he had woken up to Chester, looking down at him. The young Mike then gets starled. "Ah! Where did you come from, Chester?!" He qustioend.

Chester then shakes head in shame. "From your mind,young whisperspaer." Mike replied with an okay. The two then see someone go bye in the dark.

"W-Who's there!?" Mike asked, scared, hiding behind the much taller persona, Chester,who was slumped over.

"Show yourself!" Chester replied, shaking his fist.

Two brown eyes, appeared in the dark part of Mike's mind,he then blinks. Mike then stepped out, behind Chester walking up to the pair of eyes,he got a closer look at the persono Chester for some reason,naps on the ground,tired.

"It's okay... I'm not going to hurt you." Mike said,calmy. The personality then steps out of the shadows. "I'm Mike, what's your name?" He asked.

"I don't have one...." The alter replied,shyly.

"Oh." But before Mike could reply to him. He had woken up in the real world, laying in his bed, confused. And coverd in bandages on his right arm,and left leg,and his right pam was wrapped up to his knuckles.

His Mom was next him,on her knees to his eye level. "Your awake. Do you feel any better?" She asked him.

"Yeah. I had the strangest dream tho,Mom. My imagenarey friend Chester was real." Mike replied. His Mom kissed his cheek.

"Get some rest Mike." His Mom told him. With a smile on her face she then closed the door behind her.

Mike then falls asleep. In Mike's mind. Mal had a smirk on his face. "Maybe my purpose,is to proctect Mike? He qustioend. I'm not letting anyone hurt him;no matter what the cost!" He chuckled darkly.

=225647Rainbow= What's going to happen next in Mike's past friendship with Mal? Find out next time I update! Hope you liked it, please vote, comment.

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