AN: I don't know anything about Johnny's parents...so, I'm makin it all
up. WARNING: This is dark, so if you can't handle hearing about abuse,
then leave. This is your only warning! And in the first paragraph, Johnny's
only a child.
Disclaimer: I don't own Johnny or the last quote (that's Linkin Park's), but I do own his dad, mum, and random victim...which is the extent of my owning, so don't sue me peaz.
~ White surrounded him. Johnny couldn't tell the floor from the walls, the walls from the ceiling. Bars encaged him, metal restraints held him down so that he could not hurt himself. He was allowed no release. The cold of the metal seeped through to his bones, making his skin burn. Looking around again, he noticed that the white walls glowed even in the dark. Johnny's eyes showed that he wanted desperately to fight to free himself of this cage, but knew that it would end only in frustration. Trying to remember what he did this time to deserve this torture, the scene came back to his suddenly. He had accidentally asked about his mother. She had run away at the first chance that she had. His father's eyes grew angry as he backhanded his kid. Picking Johnny up by the neck, he dragged him into the room. Locking him in the cage, he switched the lights off and closed the door. The blood in his mouth was sweet...Johnny had gotten used to the taste at a young age. Blood...his whole life had been full of blood. He had watched his father kill many a time for blood for the wall. Always going on about how there was a monster back there, and if he didn't get blood it would come out and kill them. Johnny closed his eyes and awaited sleep. ~
Snapping his eyes open, Johnny realized that he was still in his bed. The covers were pulled up to his chin and he was drenched in sweat. Remembering that room, he shrunk deeper into his bed. These memories, these dreams, it's all a torture from within. The warmth reminded him of the inescapable cold, the black walls and ceiling fell to white. Forever the white room would follow him.
Johnny threw to covers off and walked out of his room. Walking toward the back of the house, he felt around for the white hellhole. Walking in, he switched a light on. Inside the cage was a girl not much older then him. He needed blood, just like his father had. Johnny was torn between letting her go away from this nightmare and keeping her for her blood. Johnny stared at the girl as tears fell down her face. She began to transform until he was looking at his child self in the cage.
Blinking, she returned back to her normal form. "You tripped me, and laughed at me!" Johnny yelled at her. Realizing that he had a reason to keep her, he turned off the light and left her there to kill later. Going to the couch he sat down.
"You know that your father had reason to keep you in there. You're your father now!" Said one of the doughboys sadistically. Johnny began to stalk over to the doughboys when he stopped and realized that what they had said was true. Walking over to the broken remains of a mirror, he took a shard of glass.
Johnny walked into the room with the wall. Staring at it, he ran the glass across his arm several times. Blood began to drip down his arm, and he screamed at the wall "THERE! YOU WANT BLOOD, I'LL GIVE YOU FUCKING BLOOD!!!" The room began to spin and Johnny crumbled to floor, passing out from loss of blood.
"Breaking a part of my heart to find release (BREAK), Takin you out of my blood to bring me peace (ME)."
AN: How did ya like it? Read and review peaz!
Disclaimer: I don't own Johnny or the last quote (that's Linkin Park's), but I do own his dad, mum, and random victim...which is the extent of my owning, so don't sue me peaz.
~ White surrounded him. Johnny couldn't tell the floor from the walls, the walls from the ceiling. Bars encaged him, metal restraints held him down so that he could not hurt himself. He was allowed no release. The cold of the metal seeped through to his bones, making his skin burn. Looking around again, he noticed that the white walls glowed even in the dark. Johnny's eyes showed that he wanted desperately to fight to free himself of this cage, but knew that it would end only in frustration. Trying to remember what he did this time to deserve this torture, the scene came back to his suddenly. He had accidentally asked about his mother. She had run away at the first chance that she had. His father's eyes grew angry as he backhanded his kid. Picking Johnny up by the neck, he dragged him into the room. Locking him in the cage, he switched the lights off and closed the door. The blood in his mouth was sweet...Johnny had gotten used to the taste at a young age. Blood...his whole life had been full of blood. He had watched his father kill many a time for blood for the wall. Always going on about how there was a monster back there, and if he didn't get blood it would come out and kill them. Johnny closed his eyes and awaited sleep. ~
Snapping his eyes open, Johnny realized that he was still in his bed. The covers were pulled up to his chin and he was drenched in sweat. Remembering that room, he shrunk deeper into his bed. These memories, these dreams, it's all a torture from within. The warmth reminded him of the inescapable cold, the black walls and ceiling fell to white. Forever the white room would follow him.
Johnny threw to covers off and walked out of his room. Walking toward the back of the house, he felt around for the white hellhole. Walking in, he switched a light on. Inside the cage was a girl not much older then him. He needed blood, just like his father had. Johnny was torn between letting her go away from this nightmare and keeping her for her blood. Johnny stared at the girl as tears fell down her face. She began to transform until he was looking at his child self in the cage.
Blinking, she returned back to her normal form. "You tripped me, and laughed at me!" Johnny yelled at her. Realizing that he had a reason to keep her, he turned off the light and left her there to kill later. Going to the couch he sat down.
"You know that your father had reason to keep you in there. You're your father now!" Said one of the doughboys sadistically. Johnny began to stalk over to the doughboys when he stopped and realized that what they had said was true. Walking over to the broken remains of a mirror, he took a shard of glass.
Johnny walked into the room with the wall. Staring at it, he ran the glass across his arm several times. Blood began to drip down his arm, and he screamed at the wall "THERE! YOU WANT BLOOD, I'LL GIVE YOU FUCKING BLOOD!!!" The room began to spin and Johnny crumbled to floor, passing out from loss of blood.
"Breaking a part of my heart to find release (BREAK), Takin you out of my blood to bring me peace (ME)."
AN: How did ya like it? Read and review peaz!