Chapter 7

Pryce's Past

Banjo abruptly stopped beating Kazooie into the ground when Mrs. Boggy spoke.

"Your kidding right?" Said Banjo slowly.

"No. He is my nephew. My sister gave birth to him several years ago. He was just two or three years older then my oldest son." Mrs. Boggy said in between loud sobs.

"Shit." Said Kazooie.

"Well then how the hell did he become so strong and weird?!" Banjo said in astonishment.

"And smart. Don't forget that he is WAY smarter then the rest of the Boggys. I mean ridiculously smart. He makes the rest of you look like fu-" Kazooie was cut short when Banjo shoved a grenade egg into Kazooie's beak.

"Don't rub it in, dumbass." Snapped Banjo.

"It's okay." Replied Mrs. Boggy. "Pryce was always an unusual kid. We never thought much of it though. Just recently did he become so dimented. When his mother was pregnant we had a shaman and his assistant come in to ease the pain. We really didn't want to drug her. She was bad with drugs."

"Well was the crappy shaman then?" Questioned Kazooie, who had just gotten the grenade egg out of her mouth.

"Mumbo Jumbo, and his student Gruntilda."

"You trusted Grunty being there when that baby was born? No wonder he's so frickin' weird." Kazooie screamed.

"Mumbo had just done his spell to help with the birth. But then a pretty nurse walked by and he left in a hurry to go get her number. Then Grunty put her spell on to Pryce's mother. It wasn't a spell though. It was a curse. The curse was set to truly effect Pryce when he 16. At first it seemed as though it was a blessing rather then a curse. He was smart, quiet, and stayed out of trouble."

"Unlike those little bastards that you called kids." Said Kazooie, remebering the three children and what they put Banjo and Kazooie through at Witchyworld.

"Shut the hell up Kazooie!" Belched Banjo. He Crammed several Grenade eggs in Kazooie's beak to shut her up. "Please continue."

"Thanks. Eventually, when Pryce was about 10 we noticed that his claws were extremely long and wouldn't cut. Then he met his only friend Adar. They both seemed to be such nice boys. When Pryce turned 12 he began disappearing hours at a time. Then he would reappear in his room. One day he walked through a wall and that was when we realized that he could control snow and ice at free will. Next he was about 14 and he clubbed a baby seal. After that he drank it's blood. He had acquired a taste for blood. Then his 16th birthday he killed his family. The bodies were drained of all the blood. The police found a pool of blood in his basement in a huge ditch. But he had already ran away to cause more chaos. Now he is here, and started a new pool with Boggy and the kids' blood." Mrs. Boggy broke back into tears after she finished.

"Wait. Didn't he rape you. That is GROSS!!!!!!" Exclaimed Wozza who had been listening to Mrs. Boggy's story of Pryce.

"Yeah. Who does that? Besides those weird people that do that." Said Banjo.

"Yeah you gotta be one gross son of a bitch to even think of doing that." Kazooie laughed.

"Well I am a sick son of a bitch." Replied a dark voice.

"Banjo don't screw around like that." Kazooie said.

"That wasn't me Kazooie." Replied Banjo.

"Right." Laughed Kazooie in a sarcastic voice.

"Have you already forgotten I can walk through walls?" Asked the voice. "You really are as stupid as you look." Out of the shadows of the stairwell came Pryce. He had a grin on his face and death in his eyes. "I was Hoping I would find another person to kill with Banjo and Kazooie, but with the addition of my aunt, it's even better."

"Damn! I knew that I should have put cement down instead of ice!" Said Wozza.

That concludes the 7th chapter. Hope you liked it. It has been a long time since this got updated. Stupid computer stopped working and didn't get it fixed until March. Now that it's the summer expect more chapters to come out! Please review. :)