Serial Appetite chap 1

A/N: First I use the name Swizz instead of Swizzle. Second (I know it's kind of weird to dedicate a horror story but I'm going to) this story is dedicated to my sister who got my into the fandom, to the person who heard the idea and liked it before anybody else, and my sweet nightmare who helps to bring out my dark side.

When Swizz fell to his knees when the game was reset, it wasn't just because of Vanellope. He remembered who he really was when the game reset. Swizz wasn't just a racer. He was also programmed to be a criminal.

Around Halloween in the game, there were special levels that a player could play as Gloyd and "solve" the murders committed by a serial killer. Since the programmers didn't want a psycho characters they decided to make a normal character insane for Halloween. Lucky for Swizz, he got to be the insane serial killer. He didn't go insane when King Candy ruled. Now it was Halloween again and Swizz wasn't ready to be this way.

Maybe I'm different now.

It was September 25th and he had about 1 week before he was suppose to go crazy. Well I'll enjoy being sane for a little. Vanellope's first day as president was tomorrow and it was a big day. She was opening up the castle tomorrow night for the first time in years. The party will definitely distract me. He climbed into his car and decided to go home and change before the arcade opened. Little did he know that the party wouldn't be as distracting as he hoped.

After a full day of racing everyone was excited for the ball tonight. It was 8 o'clock and the arcade had just closed as Vanellope opened the doors to the castle. "Welcome!" She cried with a smile willing to become friends with the people who bullied her. Everyone came pouring into the castle. Candy citizens came first followed by the racers.

Swizz looked suave and he was ready to be the lady's man he was programmed to be. He decided that the first dance with the new president would be his. Swizz went over to Vanellope and bowed. "Miss President, I would be honored if I could have the first dance."

"Sure Swizzle."

Vanellope was wearing a teal blue sleeveless ball gown. She looked uncomfortable but since Swizz was there now she looked more relaxed. He kissed her hand and intertwined his fingers with hers. Everyone turned to watch as they waltzed across the floor. Swizz loved the attention. It wasn't that he didn't like Vanellope, it's just he knew that Gloyd liked her. They were better together anyway since they loved to laugh.

"You dance pretty well." He said with a smile.

"It's part of my code, like racing."

The music ended and Swizz bowed to Vanellope. "Save me another dance." He said to her.

"Maybe you'll be a better dancer." She said with a playful smile.

Gloyd came over to her as Swizz walked over to the food table. He winked at Torvald who waved back. I'm going to miss this. He thought moving over to the food table when someone came rushing over to him.

"What's wrong, Sticky?" Sticky held out a letter to Swizz. She was out of breath from running. "Thanks." She nodded her head then left probably to get some water.

Swizz opened the letter. It was penned nicely and it read: "Dear Swizz, I plan to tell you everything that I'm going to do. People around you are going to die and I'm going to blame you for it. If you tell anyone about this letter, they die first. They are the only things that can satisfy my serial appetite"