Disclaimer: I do not own anyone in this. Also this is my first horror fic so don't hate on it.
There once was a boy named Mathew Scarab Hasnando. He had a normal life, he was never bullied. He also got good grades, but his mother never let him choose what to do. This got Mathew into a depression. The only people that let him choose were his dad and his little brother, but a year ago his dad and mom had a divorce. His dad had gotten custody of his little brother, but his mom had gotten him. Every day Mathew would cut his hands with whatever he could find. He had been doing this for seven years. He was twelve, when his mother had hit him with an iron on his hands. Doing this reopened many scars he had previously created and his mother had made him wear white gloves. After this Mathew got into a huge depression and he then started to cut his hand even more. On June 18th 1998 Mathew had cut a certain symbol into his hands. The next day his mother had cut his hands again and made him wear gloves again. The next day when he took off one of the gloves, the other wouldn't come off. As the days went by, it seemed as if it was growing larger. On October 13th that same year the glove had become his entire arm. His mother then hit him in the face with a spoon, when the symbol on his hand glowed. The glove then started to grow incredibly fast as it over took his body. As if he had no restraint left he slowly cracked his mother's neck, disk by disk. When his mother fell to the ground, spewing blood up from her thought, the new monstrous glove grew to a massive size. As he flew out of the wall, he had gained back his conciseness and had realized what he had done. Then suddenly a shining blue winged demonic beast showed up in front of the monster. He had then opened a portal to a new world, and threw him in. The monster is still said to be alive, in the alternate dimension, roaming around, trying to find his place in the world.
The book is now closed by a giant white index finger. This was the finger of Master Hand. He then said to himself "That's not me. Not anymore."
Authors Note: This might be the darkest thing I will ever write. Anyway read my other stories. See ya!