Hello! I've decided that there aren't enough Monster Blood stories on Fan fiction. Evan faces a new foe, a kid who can control Monster Blood at his will. (Hum the creepy X-files tune now).
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(Monster)Bloody Revenge!
Chapter 1-Conan gets pwned
Jonathon Colton was walking home from school. He was the new kid in town. He had no friends, only enemies. Why do they always hate the new kid? Jonathon thought. There's nothing wrong with me. Jonathon was 5 ft 9, had long, messy hair which he always kept under a New York Yankees cap. He was skinny and had dark green eyes. Jonathon was funny and was always cracking jokes. He was just an average 16-year-old boy. Except that he had one special power that set him apart. Aside from that he was normal. "Hey! Geek boy!" Jonathon turned around to see Conan Barber and Biggie Malik. They were the biggest, stupidest, retards in Atlanta. The school bullies who have been giving Jonathon shit since day one. "What do jerks want?" Jonathon asked. "We want to check your bag, Geek boy," Conan replied. Before Jonathon could move, Biggie stole his schoolbag. He opened and peered inside. He pulled out a blue can marked MONSTER BLOOD. "He has a can of Monster Blood!" Biggie said in shock. "That stuff that made Mr. Murphy's hamster, Cuddle, grow the size of a lamp post!" Conan wasn't listening. "Hey, I haven't read this one, Geek boy," Conan exclaimed. He pulled a porno magazine out of Jonathon's bag. Biggie roared with laughter. Jonathon was really pissed off now. "Give that back, you son of a bitch!" Jonathon yelled. Conan dropped the magazine and punched him in the face. Jonathon wanted to say a give Conan a big f*ck you but he couldn't speak through a mouthful of blood. Instead, he stared at the can of Monster Blood in the gutter. Kill….kill….kill….he commanded the Monster Blood with his mind. Suddenly, the can of Monster Blood started to shake. The lid popped off and the Monster Blood grew to the size of a car in an instant. "Holy shit, man!" Biggie yelled. Neither Conan nor Biggie could move. Now the Monster Blood was the size of a truck. Jonathon kept right one concentrating. "You're gonna die!" screamed Jonathon as the Monster Blood engulfed both of the bullies.
……..Kill………………
………….kill……………………
………………kill………………….
And Conan and Biggie were as good as dead. The Monster Blood retreated to the can. Jonathon picked up the can, magazine and knapsack and continued his journey home thinking about the Terminator movie on TV that night.