Hello, my name is Y/n, Y/n L/n. Aaaaaaannd this is the story of how I met the Slashers and joined their crew. As you can see this so-called story is going to be in OUR or should I say MY Pov. Let me get the basics down for all of you out there... Yes, I am a psychopath. Yes, I'm a body guard in the Bedlam Asylum which is the 𝖂𝖔𝖗𝖑𝖉'𝖘 𝖔𝖑𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝖆𝖘𝖞𝖑𝖚𝖒. And also YES, my ĐɆⱤ₳₦₲ɆĐ ₣₳₮ⱧɆⱤ is the head of this mental asylum! Everywhere I go I have to be careful what I do. What I say. What I plan. And what I hear. But that's just how it is with all the patients and the guards in this Asylum. We are all on a leash and it's HIS fault. ...|I{•------» The reason? «------•}I|... Well it's only fair to tell you. But don't be horrified when I say this! It's... "Y/n. Who are you talking to?" I look over my shoulder to see my Father. "I'm just talking to myself Dad." "Alright, Daddy's little girl." U̸̫͍͓̠̰̖̿́̿͑́͠ͅg̴̠̯̮̲̹̺͋̏̀̀͛̔̈̀̕͜͝h̸̲͈̩̞̞͉̓͋͋͂̋̃̋̌͝ͅ,̷̤̯̠̱̠̍̌̎͠ ̵̪̦̈̌̆͗̎I̶̛̝̥̫̭͂̓̌͑͝͝ ̴̡͍̘̥͇͎̟̾̈́̑̇͆͑h̵̲͈̝̤̳͆͆̍̕̚ȧ̷̦̦͔͕̭͖͐̚͜t̶̫̞̞͙̠́́̒̇͊ẻ̶̟̜̥͍̹́̕ ̵̠́̀̽̏͒h̴̰͂͗̽̓̂̃͆̉͝i̴̛̯͖̗̻̫͉̼͇̪s̵̛̬̳̤̙̈̈́̈́̊ ̵̡͉̭̘͈̺̗͇̥̏͐̈́͛̍̄̍̕ğ̷̢̨̤̼̠͙̳̺̼̊͌̿̕ͅů̵̡͂̒t̸͍͖͕̬͆̓͆ŝ̸̫͓̻͆̔̅̉͛̏!̵̧̥͔̮̲̫͍̳̭͔̂͒͛̌̅̃ But he's the only family I have left... And the only reason I ain't locked up for the rest of my life like these guys is because of my Father.All Rights Reserved