WE HIT 100 REVIEWS HORRAY! This is the last update for a while as I am going on vacation on the 10th I'll be back the 22nd and I MAY update while I'm away but if I do it will be off schedule so...yeah that's all.
Techno: Why would they fight to the death?!
Lemonice: Nah not really, she's just a bit sassy
EchoOfMeows: He is me, me is He, Trent acts quite like me :P
Ragingwerewolf: I know what's back there I'm just not telling :P
The police only hung around for a bit, they asked a few questions and I gave them a description of the attacker.
Stevens mom left with them still crying, some people would have found it odd that I didn't feel the least bit sorry for her but...that's just how I am, I've never felt remorse or guilt hell I've never felt love until Mari kissed me.
Am I one sad human? Yeah...do I care? Nope! I didn't even feel upset when I gored my own father with a table leg...he wasn't a good dad...he hurt me and mom...but she doesn't know I killed him I made it look like a break in.
After killing my father it awoke something inside of me, the way he had looked at me as I drove the table leg into his heart it made me feel...powerful! I was in charge!
Dad was gone and I was happy! But then I felt fear...the way I had felt when I killed my dad horrified me.
I tried my best to ignore the urge to get that feeling again, luckily for me some moron had decided to kill a few kids and burn down Freddy's.
Nobody really wondered how he got that stake in his chest and I didn't need to share.
Now I had people who understood the drive to kill, and they helped me suppress it.
I no longer analyzed everyone I saw, looking for ways to kill them, now I could talk to someone without wanting to shove a fork in their temple.
So instead of being a monster I was a sociopath, that's an improvement...I think.
Being crazy rocks! Even if it comes with getting part of you skull munched on by a animatronic.
Hint hint nudge nudge ;)