Glitched

Story of a phycopath

Warning: tad bit of violence

"I'M A PHYCOPATH!" Bat screamed as he randomly shot at everything in sight."yes...yes you are." Replied Church,who was standing right behind him." Hey Church did you know you are the only private in this army?" Asked Tucker,handing Church the rank stats."YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME! CABOOSE IS A LEADER?!" Church yelled in fury. Bat had long since ended William's torture and came here as a form of showing his true mood."Need help with murder?" He asked. His eye twitched and he was sure going to lose his mind."Noooooo" Tucker pushed him away from the blues."whatever" Bat shrugged,teleporting away from tucker making the poor blue trip over his own feet. Bat chuckled and went back home. "Bat...."Nick recognized the sad voice of his mother." I...I need to give you something." Bat turned around to see the orange furred female holding an envelope. Hs examined it, realizing that it was one of the old envelopes. The bbn ones in a dull whitish-brown and red wax closing on it." It's your father's. He wanted me to give it to you before your turned thirty-two..."His mother was in tears. Bat looked towards Akire, the spirit of the bark, who nodded."I'm sorry kovu." Tears streamed down Bat's face. He took the letter and walked towards his room. Kovu. It was his old name. Only one person called him that. Only one person called him names such as nickles,snickers, and kovu. He always knew it was the name of the lion in lion king 2 and reflected him self off him. Bat opened the letter and was immediately burst in tears.

"Dear Kovu,

I'm sorry It had to be this way. But there is something I have to tell you. The truth about my death. Many years ago, it was just me and my father.  He had a stroke and there was no phone in the house. I lay on my father's body not wanting to lose him like I did my mother. A creature learned in the shadows. I will not tell you his name for he told me if one says his name, it will summon him. Let's just call him..."the pale man". I call him that  because he is,well,pale. He had a tuxedo,bag(almost like our satchels),and he was somewhat clawed up
Anyway,he came from the darkness of the corner in the room
"I could bring him back you know" I recall his words. Heck, I recall every detail like yesterday. I asked him how, and he told me that he had special powers to save someone in return of another soul to take it's place.And no,he is not the grim reaper. I struck the deal. The soul to take his place was my school bully,Jack. He grabbed what looked like a  small bird from his bag.The pale man put his hand,which the bird rested on, near my dad's chest. The tiny thing was colorful. It had purples,yellows,blues, and greens in it's feathers. The bird hopped to my father's chest and began to fade."he'll be asleep for a while. Now for you to strike your part Michael". It was perfered I did it by the next day even though i could have revenge anytime I wanted.I ran to Jack's house,happy that I was finally getting revenge on the twelve year old bully. Once I got there,i saw him playing in the back. I called the pale man as jack relized I was there. He was thrown over by an unseen force. I walked closer to his body."ready to finish?" The pale man appeared. Even though I was starting to regret this, I nodded.sadly,when we were younger, we were freinds. I don't know why he changed. Nonetheless, I agreed.the pale man smirked, grabbed a rattle snake from his bag, and put it on Jack's chest. The snake was red,black, and gray. The pale man laughed as he disappeared.what made me regret my decision more is that blood started to pool out of his mouth." I'm...sorry." Jack knew why I did this. "I wanted to help. I knew you were having trouble with bullies, so I wanted you to build a resistance. After my dog died, things got out of controll." He died shortly after.Everyone thought he had a stroke.I regretted my decision more when his mother committed suicide. To make the worst worse, his father and I were good freinds. Every day as I passed his house, I would see Mr.Rogers,Jack's dad, out side with a bottle of beer and a football. The three of us loved to play in the back of our houses. He committed suicide as well.Years later, I had my own family. I never forgot that terrible thing I did. I'm not sure if you remeber, but you and your mother were in a car accident. As I sat in the hospital next to your bed, I saw him again. He was able to save you and your mother. A sick part of me wanted the death of the man who crashed into you. But... he was just a drunk teen. I couldn't do it. So I struck a deal with him. I would die when I'm ready. Yes, I saved your sister. I don't know if she is alive. If she doesn't return,keep searching. Don't give up hope. I'm sorry kovu. But now you know my story. I hope your mother and Bill take care of you. I probably won't return but I will see you again. Now I must go. I can't keep the pale man waiting.

Now and forever yours,

Mickael Fox Utley."

Bat couldn't bear it. He started to pack his things to take a short vacation to London,his third home. When the others asked what he was doing, he just told them that the pizzaria brought bad memories. Bat couldn't eat,sleep,or feed on blood. He just felt too depressed.He tried not to, but the temptation to start drinking was becoming stronger by the minute. After a week or so,He returned home. After unpacking and putting away his things, bat reread the letter. had a bad feeling shortly after.He grabbed Slade,Alastor,Devil,and fox to bring the to a multiverse of Jerome Horwitz." Hey Bat, what are we doing here" Alastor complained while he,devil,and slade morphed into their tiger forms."I..have a bad feeling.The dark forest is planning an attack and I think it's here". After many hours of flying and getting accused of lying by Alastor, bat finally made it to the building where he saw their version of Melvinborg and the art teacher. Before he could say anything, ground started to shake."We're too late..." Bat sadly mumbled.

WHOOO that was nice. How many expected that huh? Now I wont continue the story here but i will continue it in my other book,"Melvin borg x reader". Don't expect any updates for a while and when i upload it will be after the events of the chapters in my x reader book. Inspiration of the pale man came from creepy pasta story of the pastel man. Hope you enjoyed!