Hello and welcome. My name is EvelioandZgroup and I proudly present you one of the most twisted stories ever created. More deranged then Second Chances and Quickiez! Mash into each other. This will make "It's the thought that counts" look like it was nothing. I hope you are thankful this thanksgiving since this will be one to remember for I, EvelioandZgroup, bring you one of my greatest works. Enjoy this 3 part finale for 3 days, because the minute you leave your computer, Android, iPod, kindle, or any other reading device, you won't leave the same.
As Nicole Watterson, your average cat, resumed driving to her destination towards Gumball, in the deadly insane asylum. She returned to her tense and unstable look, driving to him may be the last time she sees him before he goes away for a long time, but she couldn't believe that the phone number that she found in the phone was Principal Brown's cell phone. She knew that he wasn't one to be normal, being with Ms. Simian. An old and washed up ape that should have been deceased long ago so her reign of causing emotional damage wouldn't have been done with the thoughts going through her head. Getting called 'loser' everyday was a pain in her ass, but she hopes this will be the end of this, for all who have suffered the reign of the 'Sleeper Child' and Gumball.
-Insane Asylum, Gumball's cell-
Gumball was in his bed, it was all dark, since it was late, but now it was getting to be daylight. Gumball didn't sleep at all, nor did this force of nature affect him. No, he was calm as a butterfly, flying towards a nice meadow in the summer field on a sunny day for one careless event yet to happen can ruin a day like that. Gumball stood at his cell, it may have been all glass and had holes all around to allow him to breath, but can it contain one of the most devious, delinquent, and mastermind of such heinous crime for killing the girl he has loved for so long. The question on a lot of people's mind was "Why did he do it? What was his motive? Was it to be love? Hate? What was the purpose of all this? What was on his mind when he did this whole thing? What was the purpose of this whole thing? What was there to accomplish?"
Gumball could care less of these insidious opinions on him, but what can be reasoned with this villain? They couldn't take him to any other penitentiary then jail since he was unable to be interrogated, so they kept him at the jail cell, but also witnessing him biting off the jaw of a rookie cop, so young, yet so sudden. As she was in a pile of her blood, the color of her blood was crimson red, which went daring with a dragon. Gumball went close to the glass and noticed that the only source of daylight was right in front of him, but was high outside of his cell and was high for him and was barred. Gumball laid his little kitten paw on the glass, then it released his claws in a mere second. He clenched it and scratched the glass slowly, going down and then he ended it by letting go, but knew that no scratch was seen on that glass.
-Meanwhile, Police Station-
The police station was barely open and had everyone already tired of this day as this was supposed to come and let it take minutes of their lives away when they knew that no crime was there to be concerned to be about, since this was Elmore, a calm yet peaceful place, or at least that they knew of. Then as the receptionist comes to her desk getting ready for this long day to come, there she witnesses a truck by which it rushed to this quickly. Then she saw an antlered male peanut coming towards her way. He opened the door and she tried to seem a bit awake as she could. "Hi, how may I-" Then as she was cut off by Mr. Fitzgerald, ever so in such a rush of one does with a shot with adrenaline.
"I need to see the chief of police now." He said in such a rush. "Sir, you can't just come in here and expect-" and as she was cut off again so rudely. "I need to see him now!" The chief of police, the pink and yet so clueless pink doughnut was in his office at last, but as he went inside his office, he felt a presence as if someone else was here. He went to his desk and was about to be concerned more, but then the sudden burst of entrance came. "Chief!" yelled Mr. Fitzgerald, bursting in with such a dramatic entrance of anyone would come in at this time and day. "Well who are-" "I know who's the behind this all" He pieced most of this all together himself. Principal Brown kidnapped Jamie and murdered Anais, and the person who killed Anais was the "Sleeper Child" and that had to be him, he doesn't know how he was able to get a hold of Jamie, maybe by hiring someone or by dressing up and possibly shaving himself to fit himself as a kid of some kind.
"Whoa! Whoa. Slow down buddy. What do you mean by that?" Then he offered Mr. Fitzgerald a seat to sit and he did sit there and he went to his desk. "Now speak." "Okay, now hear me out. Nigel Brown, Elmore Junior High's school principal, was the one who kidnapped Jamie and may have been the one who killed Anais Watterson. Now I looked at these cases before and I think he may be the 'Sleeper Child' for he was able to get a hold of them, one by one, since he had all the records to the students and he could have easily picked them off but needed to wait since he knew that it would be too easy and too noticeable for him to be a suspect." The chief, the pink doughnut, had heard some stories, but this had to be dealt with immediately.
"Well do you have proof that it was him?" "Not exactly. You see, Nicole and I-" Now he was cut off by him now. "Nicole? That lady is helping you?" "Yes, now please listen." "Okay then, oblige with me." "Nicole found a phone that I thought was hers when Anais told me to call for emergencies or for Nicole, but it turned out that Anais never had a phone, nor did she was intended to have by Nicole. Then Nicole looked through the phone's history and found two numbers and one had to be mine, but when she called the other it was Mr. Brown's cell and rumors went around that Anais had something to do with this all, now you have to believe me, but please investigate about this to him and you can find and save an innocent life from dying." The fellow pink doughnut leaned back on his comfortable chair and let out a bit of a whistle.
"Now you're sure about this?" "Yes." He went back to a normal position from the chair and pushed himself forward. "Alright then, we'll check up on this man. Though can you leave us the number that was in the history so we'd know it was his phone and can be proven?" Mr. Fitzgerald didn't know the number, but Nicole did. "Well can I call Nicole since she has the number and the phone?" "Anything if it can help with us, but let Nicole know that she must bring the phone for evidence and if she's right, she'll be worthy enough to be promoted, but if false, then must be taken off the force." Mr. Fitzgerald worried that it may be wrong, but this was something that they need to try and beat this before it gets out of control. He called Nicole to see if he can get the number.
"Hello." "Nicole, I need you to tell me the number of Principal Brown." Nicole didn't know why he needed to know the number so she asked why and said that he needs the number in order to prove it's Brown and also she needs to bring the phone to the police for evidence and tells her that if she's right about Brown being the "Sleeper Child", then she would rank up but if she was wrong then she would be taken off the force, it caused her to think for a while but she later told him to get paper and pen so she could tell him the number and so he can write it down. As he wrote down those numbers, she grew more fear through her heart. Her heart as been through so much in the time when they, high school, society, considered a whore and an outsider and the only one to see past that was Richard. But there was one other person she knew that never thought any different of her. He saw her as a special person that should never feel pain and though she may have been through tough times, he was also there.
As Mr. Fitzgerald finished writing down the number Nicole gave him, he handed it to the chief, the pink doughnut. He saw the number and knew it passed as a real one, but as he went to the phone on his desk he called someone there. "Get me all the information on a Nigel Brown and give us his address, since we may have found our murderer." Then he ended the call, then he got up from his desk and left to get what they can get on Brown, but Mr. Fitzgerald felt good about it, but he felt that there was unfinished business. "I know you're past as the 'The Lambert's Kid'." So he was off to a place he thought would be the last. As he went out, the chief was talking to a cadet in training, but Mr. Fitzgerald was unable to hear the conversation since he had already left. "So what about the other one?" "He may have been a flaw or a helper with Miss. Watterson, but we have his address if we get the wrong one. Let's just hope we have the right one."
-Outside the insane asylum-
Nicole drove to the outside and saw blood on the on the glass door. It was paws that were slashed with blood on that glass door and was slide through the right side and seemed to be some sort of hands but what type, but why it was there. She ran thinking it was something she had feared. As she ran they burst through the door with Gumball tied in a those suits for the mental patient when they can't even be trusted with their hands, but was also wearing a mouth gear that covered his mouth and had blood stains on him. "Gumball." She whispered that to herself. She ran towards Gumball was stopped by a doctor that worked in the hospital, "Hold on, ma' am." Then she just ran past through him and yelled out to Gumball. "Gumball! What happened!?" He saw her and replied with an unusual remark.
"Once dead should remain dead, go to this address to seek help from the 'Sleeper Child'. Go to 2410 at Riverside street, south. Go now!" As he said while being pulled in the hospital truck and then being taken to the police station for a crime Nicole did not witness. As she said to herself. "2410 Riverside, south." She ran towards her car and started it up and hailed out to drive to get to one final person to meet. Gumball had a feeling of a plot, but Nicole had to go to this address if it can help. He may have murdered people, but can he still help with the "Sleeper Child"? Though she wanted what happened during when she was not there.
-Insane Asylum, 30 minutes earlier-
Gumball was put into a room very similar to the room he talked to people he knew back at the police station. Then he saw a familiar face through the glass, but couldn't make it out. As he waited for that person to come he knew that he could easily pick the lock, but he learned a bit more with the locks since he planned on doing something today. After his talk with Mr. Fitzgerald, he was scheduled to meet someone else, though they canceled all the others since he was going to be going to court for trial, but to him it wouldn't matter either way. Then the door opened and gave that "special" visitor the respect it deserved. The person that came in was a ghost, a pure white ghost, with a skull on her hair, he knew her as Carrie.
As she walked in, Gumball unlocked the locks as she turned to close the door, so when it clicked to know that it's closed. Carrie turned to Gumball who gave her a smile, but she slapped him as hard as she possibly could. She was born a ghost, so she was able to hit, but also be hit, making her somewhat mortal towards others. As he kept his look at the direction looked, she went and have herself a seat in front of Gumball. She kept herself a straight face, then he slowly turned himself to Carrie and talked to her in his dark accent, the accent that has kept going since the beginning. "How you do…Carrie?" Carrie gave him quite a look. "Why are you talking like that Gumball?" Gumball let inside a laugh and chuckle and gave her a grin.
"My dear, if only you knew that you're dear Gumball Watterson is long gone and is now dead, along with others." Carrie started to flare a bit up at him. "Listen to me. I know you're a good person, but this charade needs to stop. You're not getting away with something you didn't even do." Gumball then laughed slowly then worked at it to a full laugh. He then drew himself back into reality. "Carrie, don't you know that being mean to a person in their home is very rude." "Gumball, this isn't your home. Home is where all of us were, school, park, and many other places, but I guess you're throwing all that away then." Carrie was starting to tear up at him, on the other hand, Gumball didn't really give a damn about that. "You really think I give a fuck about that?"
Carrie then smacked Gumball to which he fell from his chair and still was with the chair. Carrie grabbed Gumball and held him tight. "Gumball, snap out of it! This isn't you! For fuck sake, you and I are friends and you basically gave your life away and for what!? Nothing! You and I were supposed to be together! Gumball…I love you." Gumball had no idea that Carrie developed these feelings for him. She may have been ordinary to him, but to have feelings for something as him to be so low. Though he couldn't help but feel that maybe this was all fake Gumball. "Carrie…I-I never meant to take it this-" then was interrupted by a kiss by Carrie. A kiss that was building up inside of Carrie for so long.
Carrie held him closer to her and didn't want to let go, nor did Gumball. He felt and tasted her lips, so calm, yet satisfying to him as if he was thrown into a meadow filled with flowers. He loved it, but he knew damn well that he should be with Penny, not Carrie, but how can love be so tricky. As he Gumball was about to hold Carrie, a bad instinct kicked in. As he raised his hands he took out the handcuffs and he held to the sharp blade of it which connected with it to hold anyone's hand that gets in that hold. He raised it high and then let Carrie have it. He stabbed her from the back and then she fell to the floor with the handcuff inside her back and possibly reaching out to her spine and causing it to twist as she fell to the floor. Think of the blade crawling inside her body and it showed it, her blood may have been ectoplasm, but it was still blood. Then Gumball got up to finish the job. He looked Carrie in the eye, Carrie trusted him and yet it was betrayal to him, but Gumball knew what must be done.
He raised his foot and let out a stomp on her head that was getting to crush. As he kept going on and as it gets faster, he head filled up with blood and she burst out blood from her mouth and her mouth were dead when they caught glimpse of the light. Then Gumball heard the ring from the door and people were going to see what has happened. A nurse had come in and she saw what was inside the room. She saw the table and both chairs, while Carrie lay with a busted open head with ectoplasm out of her mouth, eyes, and especially her big head. As blood dripped in cold and darkness drew to her thoughts as she would think of hell, but where she would be was heaven, if there was one. As she was about to scream, Gumball came from behind the door and twisted her neck and she fell to the floor, then Gumball grabbed her pen from her hand that was with her clipboard. He then ran out of the room to his nearest freedom, but he knew his work was not done.
-Front Desk, Insane Asylum-
"So how are things at the asylum?" Said Dr. Florence Keaton to the fellow receptionist as she looked up at him to give a simple response to her boss or the head of the asylum. "Going good sir, but it's time for my lunch break." "Go on, I'm not holding you back, but remember to come back to work." She smiled at him, she was a simple one, but she was young. She was a white rabbit and was in her early 20s. As she left her desk she walked herself out the door. Dr. Keaton saw her as she left, but though he knew he may as well head back to his office, but as he is looking out through the front door, he browsed seeing how much life has passed him. As he is looking out the door, Gumball was under the desk, from crawling there after she left, but he then got up and spotted another pen on the desk.
He grabbed it and headed to Dr. Florence Keaton, slowly but still managing to make it. As he's walking, it sounds were completely silent, his instinct of being silent of a cat really paid off for him. Then while Dr. Keaton, was taking his last seconds of checking out the window, he then peacefully turned as if nothing in the world could ruin this moment of silence. As he turned he saw Gumball completely still then after a quick second, Gumball jabbed roughly the pen on his neck. He used his right hand to stop his vein to stop the bleeding, but Gumball got the jugular vein, there's no stopping. As blood goes on his suit, crudely lurking itself to be dripping into his white shirt and jeans, which was quite unlikely for the head of an asylum to be wearing, but today was his day off.
He was going to see his wife and daughter, Melody, a cute little fox along with his wife. She had luscious blonde hair, but may have been in her 40s, she still looked good, no matter what, but as his work was keeping his daughter away from him. He was able to get a day off, though he did remember that one day his work will kill him. This was happening, it was killing him and he may never see his daughter, though he couldn't risk it. As his left hand had no blood, he went to the door and grabbed the handle with his left hand, but was immediately grabbed by Gumball of his legs and fell to the floor. He reached out his right hand, letting his vein go wild with blood, as he himself was filling up quickly in his own pile of blood, but he slammed his hand to the see through glass door, he gave his hand to mark he was leaving them all. Then Gumball pulled him by the legs and his hand continued to hold on, but it slid and he went with as well.
Gumball then grabbed a hold of him and his blood was getting out through his neck and filled his fur with the color red, but he can never grow his fifty shades of grey, but must meet to a vengeful fatality. As Gumball was about to give another stab with the pen, as he raised it up and said "For Penny." As he said it as a whisper, it was as deadly as Dr. Keaton would soon feel again the ballpoint pen and yet bleed more again. As he rose up, Gumball didn't pay any attention to any other things, which as he raised his hand, he was tackled down by two doctors and was put in a straightjacket, but as he fallen to the floor and was tackled in the front, they successfully got him in it. Gumball then bite the doctor that helped put him in it and he screamed in agony.
As Gumball didn't stop the massive but, the doctor let out painful screams and then the other doctor grabbed his companion and got him out of his bite, but as he turned to see his friend, his nose was bitten off. He continued to bleed a lot from his nose, but his fellow friend used his long sleeve to help stop the bleeding. Gumball then spit out the unclaimed, but bloody, nose. He slowly rose up and walked over to Dr. Keaton. He was slowly dying from his blood, rapidly coming out from his neck that was from his jugular vein. He then looked at him and as he saw Gumball as well, with blood on his mouth that went on when he bit the doctor's nose. Gumball then raised his foot and then gave it a massive stomp. He then went back and gave it a soccer kick. A kick so hard, it was from the goal's post and the ball went all over the stadium and made it through the opponent's goalie.
Blood went through the walls and Gumball was stop after that and they took out a mouthpiece that covered his mouth. As they called an ambulance for Dr. Keaton and Gumball, but for Gumball he was being taken away in an ambulance and they feared Gumball since he stared at them and then they asked him why he did it. Gumball answered to them. "Sed cur non illam posse facere id quod me sibi et aliis. Mox apparebit timere me omni" They didn't know what it meant, so one went to the computer at the desk and looked up it and asked Gumball to repeat, Gumball smiled at said it again. He just recorded what he said and it translated it from a translating site where they can translate anything. They got what it meant and, though it was Latin. Gumball said "It's not why I did it, it's what I'm capable of doing to him and to others. Fear me and soon all will be revealed." They knew that he knew what he was talking about and they looked at him and as they waited for a vehicle, they soon they were with a psychopath that was dangerous in many ways.
-Present, Police Station-
As the pink doughnut was waiting in his office for a call about Principal Brown information. Then his phone rang and he answered it. "Hello." "You do? What is it?" "…All-All right let me write it down." As he is writing something down, and after that he ended the call and then a young rookie came in. "Get ready, you're getting yourself in the field today." At the young rookie's surprise he said to him "thank you", but after that they left with a crew of 5. As they were about to leave, something stop the chief at full pace. They barged in with two doctors on each side with Gumball in the straitjacket. He walked over and said to him, "Well look who came back." Though with much of Gumball's respect, Gumball spit at him, then the chief wiped it off and told them to lock him and he'll deal with him later and then they were off.
-Present, Mr. Fitzgerald-
Mr. Fitzgerald was driving to a specific destination. He knew that he may not be the best parent since he was physically and mentally abused by people he will never consider parents. He was driving and he was thinking about Penny, a daughter that can never be brought back to him, but he knew he can stop his fear by going back. He stopped at his destination. He looked out and got out and saw it there. His old house, it was still there and was the place where he had suffered most of his abuse there. He walked over there and he continued to walk and knocked on the door, but the door opened by its own. He figured no one was living there and he opened it and saw that inside was a complete mess. He saw that it was filthy and completely trashed.
He walked over and had many memories coming back, but only the voices could be heard from him. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath then let it out while his eyes were still closed.
"Get over here you little shit!"
"Little fucker."
"Before you leave go fuck yourself."
"Where the fucks are you, you fucking cunt?"
"Wanna play or do I have to cut off your dick to see."
"Come over here, we want you to close your eyes and open that mouth of yours."
He decided that it was time to move on. He opened his eyes and left the living room and went to the kitchen and saw that it still had a functioning sink when the water was still running. Which was strange to him since it wouldn't open just on its own but nor could it just be left like that. He went over there, but at the same time a door from behind opened, but no sound was heard and someone from behind was from behind, so as Mr. Fitzgerald went to turn the sink by turning the nod, but the minute he turned, he received a hit with a bat and fell to the floor, but he was able to see a shadow like figure but couldn't tell who it was, but he then was knocked unconscious.
Though after Nicole left to drive to the address that was given from Gumball. As she's driving to the address, she was crying a bit. Her own son has committed such heinous acts that no mother should ever witness their child ever doing such infamous action of sort. She stopped and realized she was here. She got out the door and walked up, but it was pretty stable house, so she knocked on the door and then the door open and it was Mr. Small. "Oh hello Nicole." "Steven? This is where you live?" She remembered him being with her in high school at the time of her phase that scared her for life, but what does Gumball have to do with him. "Yes I do, so may I help?" "Uh, yes." She took out a picture from her purse since she held on to some of the victims' photographs. She took out a picture of Jamie. "I was wondering if you seen Jamie?"
"Uh, no…wait…no not really. I used to talk to her after school." "Really?" "Yes, I'm the school's consular so when students need my help, they come to me." He said with a chuckle. She gave a bit of a chuckle, since it was nice to see Steven. They were a bit silent for a while, until Mr. Small broke the tension. "Do you wanna come in for a while?" Nicole thought about it, but she thought what the heck. "Sure." She came in and he closed the door while Nicole felt good about it. Did Gumball do something good for Nicole so she could reconnect with an old friend, if so, that was sweet of him to do something like that.
-Principal Brown's house, outside-
Outside was peaceful, even for a house like that for a school principal. Then two police cars stopped at his house. The chief, the fellow pink doughnut, get out the first car and commanded his squad. "Marcus, head at the back, Trevor, go the sides with Gerald, you two, come with me. As everyone got in position, if was yet new to a couple of them. Though as the two young rookies were walking with the pink doughnut, they were a bit worried. "Sir, would we have to be authorized to use deadly force?" "Let's hope not. This man can be dangerous and the minute you enter, you'd be lucky enough to get out and live to tell the tale." As they were walking, they stopped when the chief made it to the front step. He reached out and pressed the doorbell. He waited for a while, then Principal Brown came out. "Yes, how may I-" "Police!"