Summery
Sorry for having a short chapter last time but trust me this will be long and there is the purple guy in it lets see his new appearance and hints to his goal. PS I when I am half way through the story a marvel verses DC comics but I cannot make promises I am currently thinking and writing notes of what to do and what characters to add to the story. Hint you may see iron man verses Superman. Also I want to say where the Dinner is located, it's in a city burrow (a city that's nice and clean also has a lot of clean grass and trees but still has houses and businesses) in Lackawanna County. However this is not where I live I will not tell anyone but I am super far from there.
Also when this shows up … it means a 2 to 3 second pause
Chapter 2: Blushes of red joy tears of purple pain.
Mr. Faze Barbed: why hello their child.
"Hello." I said as I peeked my head out from behind the jack in the box.
Mr. Faze Barbed: Why so sad this is an odd place for a kid your age.
As I felt more comfort around him I fully had my head up from behind the box.
Mr. Faze Barbed: I mean all hear alone, when the fun is up there with Fred Bear and Bonnie.
Wondering why he did not think of the skin problem I was scared to speak because this is one of the few people who seem calm and caring with me and I did not want to ruin this great opportunity.
"I'm scared of the kids that will make fun of my skin" I said
Mr. Faze Barbed: Well why would they make fun of you your skin it makes you special it makes you well … you. Let me tell you I was very different when I looked your age, I once had my entire hair shaved because of a bet I lost in 3rd grade and I got made fun of
I giggled at the thought of seeing this brown haired man bald, hey at least I always had black hair my entire life.
Mr. Faze Barbed: I saw you laugh here let me take you up to the front.
I paused at him and stared.
Mr. Faze Barbed: oh do not worry it will be fun.
So it was like that for a couple of months just me and him every day me in the back of the dinner and when Mr. Faze Barbed got to the dinner at 8:00 am we would go up to the front of the restaurant and listen to the animatronics sing and dance. It made me happy and … gave me a reason to go on to have a purpose and a life I liked made me forget about the wrongs in my life.
The morning of September 5th 1943
I got up early in the morning and got ready to go to the dinner early today because my parents were mad at each other and I did not want to get in the middle of it. So I got my clothes on grabbed my jack in the box and put it in my bag and set of for the dinner. And today will be special because today is the day that I tell Mr. Faze Barbed how my life at home truly is, because as the months went on I made it sound to him that my life was great but in reality the household is full of people that did so much wrong to even bleach their own son and say it's a skin condition, but thankfully that will change today because I realize that they can't hurt people when the cops are after them.
At the dinner 11:00
I am going to have to wait the day out of the log looking dinner because Mr. Faze Barbed has not shown up today and so far it is 11:00 am while he gets here at 8:00 and he's the only one in the business that can open the dinner. It was no trouble really I can stand being alone one day, and after all I did have my jack in the box
Near dark
As I sat on the bench near the corner of the block I started to doubt my decision to stay in the cold, even the sound of my jack in the box couldn't get rid of the cold and hunger that seeped into me as tear came from my eyes when I knew I would need to go back home to a house that forgets I'm there a quarter of the time
But then a man taped my shoulder.
"Who's that?" I questioned.
Man: It's me.
Then I turned around and saw a tall kind looking man in a purple trench coat that bears a lot of stiches like it's been ripped, brown soldier boots, old tan pants also with the stiches and he also wore fingerless gloves, with fingers that seem to have the remains of purple paint, and eyes all black except with two white dots
Man: what's wrong little one?
Epic right! He, he, he it gets cooler than that.
"I don't want to go home" I said to the man
Man: Why not?
Then I knew he cared that he is kind and is a man I can trust (Either that or the cold and hunger made me delusional but at this point I did not care.)
"They will hurt me."
Man: what do you mean by this?
He seemed interested in this reply.
"They are bad people."
Man: hmm, do you think they will want you to come home?
I shook my head a little quicker than I usually would do to my hunger. He also saw my shivers.
Man: I don't like the idea of you here alone or with bad people come follow me
I knew it was not a good idea for me to follow a stranger but at this point of time I would go with the big bad wolf from the stories so I took my chances. I got my jack in the box and put it in my bag and got up
Man: ok follow me lets go I will take you to my house for the night and then in the morning I will tell the state police of your parents.
I nodded and followed him.
Man: come my car is about 4 blocks away.
5 minutes later
As we got into the car (Oddly Purple to.) I decided to ask him questions.
"Why do you have those eyes with the white dots?"
Man: why is your skin pure paper white?
"A couple of years ago my parents bleached it when I needed to get them money but I could not get the money"
Man: well that's awful, and I got these eyes a long, long, long, long time before you were born
"How old are you anyway?" I asked
Man: A gentleman never asks or tells.
"Sorry I did not know?" I said "but why is there so much purple with you"
Man: It is ok and the purple calms me makes me exited as well like a man who one something great … like a gift … a gift of life that makes him feel as if he is immortal … this makes himself proud but sometimes … gifts come at a price … the addiction … and the addiction makes you lose everything later on … no matter what the addiction finds you." he said this while looking straight ahead of himself in an almost whispery voice.
After this creepy statement I decided to shut my trap.
A couple minutes later we got to the house (a couple of miles away from the burrow), it was a large 3 story house with a large garden also the house obviously painted purple but its way better than my house my house was one floor, old run down, it did not even have air conditioning.
When we go up the porch stairs he opened the door and let me through first.
Man: right through here.
When I went in the door the man said
Man: I will get the guest room but for now just sit right there and do not go in the basement a couple of animals died in there, that's why it smells like dead things, but do not worry
The room was nice and clean but as I looked around the room that I just entered, it was a living room and in it I saw purple painted walls, a coffee table with an empty black cup on a costar, paintings on the walls and two couches one of which was the one he told me to sit at.
Man: "you can play your music box if you like." He said as he went upstairs.
A while later
It has been 12 minutes of me on a sofa just playing music by myself (not counting the large ruckus of what seems to be drawers) when I realized I never actually asked for his name but then I heard the noise up stairs stop and replaced with the sounds of feet coming down from the second floor and that's when I saw the man but now wearing a top hat and a purple demon mask with a pig like nose along with his fingers and face painted underneath, holding what looked like a gun and many more weapons including a pirate sword (cutlass) attached to his belt, a American survival knife and a katana on a sash attached to his back.
I screamed at the top of my lungs but that would obviously not work.
"Who are you?" I screamed
Man: "It's me, he, he, he, ha, ha!" He laughed as the mask made his voice a lot scarier while his gun pointed at me. You can get the voice by speaking softly in a cup.
Then the gun changed direction from me to my jack in the box and in one blow the music stopped and fragment of it went in my hands and body only minor cuts but then he pulled a blow dart tube out and blew out a dart when I tried to get up and run. Then when the dart hit me I began to black out just when I got to the door.
A day later
I woke up hanging from a ceiling in a dark room which I was unfamiliar with by hooks in my hand attached to rope that held me in the air like a marionette
"He…ll…p." I whispered trying to make it sound like a yell but stab wounds made it sound more like a soft song. Then the lights turned on I saw it was the basement that man… that purple man told me not to go in. the basement was full of tools and weapons. And barrels labeled acid.
Purple Guy: "try all you want your lungs are collapsing and you will die in say 10 or so … then I will melt you with that acid" said the purple guy as he came down the basement steps looking at me still wearing the mask.
Then my eyes started to close
Purple guy: hey it's the addiction. I said it corrupts me ha, ha, ha.
Then my eyes closed.
Puppet POV
The rest of this is just in darkness with Marcus's soul speaking in the puppet suit I described like the picture used as the book cover
"I thought he would help me I had blushes of red joy … but he tricked me … betrayed me … used me … like a puppet … a toy … he will die … I will make him suffer … I will kill him … then he will be my puppet then he will have my tears of purple paint.
Holy moly my goodness this was long took me two whole hours well this is also earlier than I expected so hoped you enjoy please give me negative or positive replies if you want I except ether they just tell me what to do an now I will take a long sip of diet Pepsi and goodbye for now.
Next chapter.
Part of the crew now.