Forgot to put the disclaimer in Chapter 1

so, Gorillaz belongs to Damon Albarn and Jamie Hewlitt

Enjoy Ch. 2 :D

Ch. 2

It was September of 1977 and ten year old Murdoc Niccals was in his room listening to the radio when his father called him.

"MURDOC!" Murdoc quickly turned off the radio and rushed downstairs into the kitchen where Jacob stood waiting. Hannibal, who was in the living room watching Benny Hill, got up off the couch and came into the kitchen to see what Murdoc had done now and what kind of punishment his little brother would receive, but he would be disappointed.

"Yes dad?" Murdoc was now standing in front of his father looking up at him.

"Why didn't you tell me that there wasn't anymore milk?" Jacob had his arms crossed over his chest and was looking down at the boy in front of him.

"I-I thought you would know because you drank the last of it this morning."

"Are you being smart with me boy?"

"n-no sir I'm not. It's the truth."

Jacob grunted and reached into his pocket and pulled out a pound and a shilling. "got get some more and be back before the street lights come on." he walked out of the kitchen and Murdoc grabbed his coat off the coat rack that was standing next to the front door.

"I bet you won't make it back before sunset." Hannibal had followed Murdoc to the front door.

"wanna bet?"

"sure" he smirked and leaned against the wall. "If you do make it back by the time the lights come on, I'll do all your chores for a week, but if you don't, I'll tell dad that you've been sneaking food when you weren't supposed to."

Murdoc's eyes widened because in the middle of the night when Jacob denied him nothing or barely anything to eat for dinner he'd sneak down to the kitchen and get some crackers out of the cupboard and some cheese out of the refrigerator. "how did you know about that?"

"you're not that quiet, at least not to me. Dad's always passed out so he doesn't hear you but I do." Hannibal glanced at his watch. "you better get going or you'll get in trouble."

Murdoc rushed out the door and ran half of the two and a half blocks to the corner store. He slowed down when he reached the corner and waited for the light to change. The convenient store was right across the street. The light changed and he ran across the street and walked into the store. The cashier at the counter was a young woman who looked to be 16 which was Hannibal's age. She was leaning on the counter flipping through a beauty magazine and chewing gum. Murdoc went to the cold section and grabbed a carton of milk and when he closed the door he looked over and saw a boy looking at the candy on the rack. He was about to reach for the caramel blocks but Murdoc stopped him.

"you want the taffy."

"huh?" the boy turned around and faced Murdoc. The boy was wearing a red and white stripped shirt, with brown corduroy pants and black shoes. His sandy blond hair was in a crew cut style.

"you want the taffy. Caramel's no good, not that kind anyway." Murdoc grabbed a couple of taffy sicks and handed them to him. A woman's voice sounded from the next isle.

"Simon?" the clacking of heel got closer as the woman came where they were standing. "ah there you are dear time to go." she was carrying a gray handbasket. She was wearing a blue and white dress that came down to her knee and it had black buttons going down the front. Her hair was styled like Farrah Fawcett's. Her facial features were soft and went perfectly with her green eyes."oh hello, who would you be?"

Murdoc for some reason got nervous around her. Since nobody had ever spoken to him with a gentle voice it was strange to hear it. "Murdoc."

"Hello Murdoc, I see you've met my son Simon."

"yes ma'am. I was just telling him that the he would want taffy instead of caramel."

"I see and why would that be?"

"the caramel that this store carries isn't really good, but the taffy is."

The mother smiled, "you're an expert. I'll keep that in mind when I decide to buy some next time." The three of them walked to the counter and paid for their items. The mother turned to Murdoc when they walked out of the store.

"Goodbye Murdoc and thanks for pointing out some good taffy to my son." she smiled and Simon waved goodbye as they walked away. Murdoc watched them go, then he saw that the lights were coming on. The traffic light had just changed to red and he began running again. He ran all the way back home and made it just in time. He entered the house and found Jacob back in the kitchen putting on his coat.

"so you made it back in time. You can be quick when you want to boy."

"yes sir." Murdoc put the milk in the refrigerator. "can I ask you a question?"

"as long as it isn't a stupid one go on ahead."

"where's my mum?"

Jacob stopped buttoning up his coat and looked hard at his son. He knew that this question might come up but not this soon so Jacob being the cold hearted bastard that he was decided to tell Murdoc where his mother was. "she's in a mental hospital."

"why?" Murdoc frowned.

"because of you that's why. When you were growing inside of her you made her crazy so she checked herself into the loony bin and has never come out since. She couldn't take care of you, probably didn't want you anyway so someone from Belphagor Sanatorium dumped you on my doorstep." Jacob finished buttoning up his jacket. Murdoc just looked down at the yellow linoleum floor with a sad look on his face. Jacob ignored this not caring about his son's feelings and shoved him out of the way.

"I'm going to the pub, I'll be back later. Tell Hannibal to fix you both somethin' to eat." at that he walked out the house. Murdoc slowly made his way to the stairs and walked up. He entered his room and closed the door then laid down on his bed and curled up in a fetal position. He thought it was his fault that he didn't have a mother. He made her crazy while growing inside of her. A single tear rolled across his face.

Murodc awoke with a start. Having that memory come back to him wasn't something that happened everyday. Sure he'd would have flashbacks of his childhood, but most of them dealt with either his father or brother. He slowly sat up and looked at the empty bottle of rum he was clutching. Night had fallen and the only light in his room was from the moon shining in the sky above. He got up and stumbled to the lift and stepped in. he decided to go down to the study and when he got there he took out his laptop and went to Google. In the search engine he typed in 'Belphagor Sanatorium'. A list of links popped up and he clicked the first link. A simple page appeared and Murdoc scrolled down the page and clicked on the 'Contact Us' link. A page with a phone number and e-mail address appeared. Murdoc decided to send and e-mail to the administrator and take down the phone number. He'd call tomorrow and see if he she had received his e-mail. Not wanting to spend anymore time on this, he quickly got off the sight and shut down the computer. He laid back in his seat and rubbed his temples.

"I just hope I'm ready for this."