A Manslayer Story:A Tale of Love and Hate (rewritten in a better style) Rated 14+
A Manslayer Story:A Tale of Love and Hate
This story introduces Tim Ouellette, a 16-year-old boy who suffers with his life. Since middle school started, bullying has been happening with him everyday up to where he is now in 11th grade. Next to the kids picking on him, his dad also beats him too. The reason for this is because he's a drunk. Everytime his mom wasn't home, he would suffer with having to feel pain. Pain....it's a word Tim knows all too well. For not having many friends and receiving beatings from the troublemakers at school, he's all alone and suffers without anyone caring. But....little does Tim know something bizarre will happen with him......and change his life forever.
Introduction Saga
Season 1, Chapter 1-Enter Tim Ouellette (Part 1)
(Rated 14-LV)
A city in Michigan-Thursday, September 9th, 2005, 7:30 PM
"You little brat! Apoligize right now!" yelled Tim's dad, his voice showing that he's been drinking, as usual.
"I didn't do anything! Why are you yelling at me like this?!"
"You know damn well what you did! Now apoligize!!" he yells again, stepping towards Tim with his hand in a fist.
"I won't!!" yelled Tim in return. "I'm not going to take this from you anymore!!"
Dad suddenly brings his fist back and hits Tim hard in the left side of the face, sending him flying onto his bed.
Tim brings his hand up to feel where he was struck and rubs it. He also wipes a little blood from the side of his mouth.
"You're grounded! Now stay the hell in your room and don't even think of coming out till tomorrow morning! You're also forbidden from eating tonight as well!" He stomps out and slams the door.
Tim sits silently on the bed, still holding his cheek and cursing under his breath. "That god damn drunk....he'll pay for what he's done to me and get what he deserves, and be sent somewhere so he can't hurt me anymore." A tear escapes his left eye. "Dammit...." he wipes away his tear then stands up. He looks over at the window and walks over to it, opening it slowly and quietly. Before he climbs out, he goes over to his table and grabs a $10 bill that's laying face-down. He places it in his pocket. "I suppose....if dad won't let me eat, I'll do so secretly." He goes over and climbs out, jumping to the ground 6 feet down. He makes sure his dad is nowhere to be seen through a window or in the yard and runs towards the nearby town.
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Within five minutes, he arrives in the city limits and walks towards the nearest, and his favorite restaurant, Taco Bell. He walks in and see's no line. He smiles at that and goes up to the counter.
"Hello sir," said the cashier with a smile. "What will you like today?"
"Could I have a beef combo burrito please?"
She types in the digits to the price on the register and rings it up. "That will be $1.58 please." She takes the ten from Tim and places it in the register, giving him $8.42 for change. "Here you go. Enjoy your meal, okay?" She smiles.
Tim holds his hand out and takes the change, smiling in return. "Thank you miss." He walks down a little and is given his burrito. He walks over to grab a napkin and sits down in a booth next to the window. He slowly unwraps it and eats it at a normal pace. Within ten minutes, he finishes up and is given a 'take care' from the lady at the cashier. Tim does the same and walks out. As he does, the sky is turning a dark black, at the same time dusk comes, telling him that he should hurry back to his room. He starts a fast walk till he suddenly hears a 'clang!' from the alley across the street. He looks over with a gasp and keeps his eyes on the dark area. Little does he know that it was just a distraction for someone to grab him from behind. This mysterious person puts his hand over Tim's mouth and holds both his arms behind him. He brings Tim over in the alleyway and throws him down. As Tim gasps for air, he hears soft laughing and suddenly get's up.
"Look what we have hear," said the voice of a guy in front of him. "It's our punching bag."
"What the hell do you want?" asked Tim, grunting.
"What do you mean.....'Timmy?'" said the one who grabbed him who is standing behind him.
"Derek!" Tim whips around and glares at him. "You bastard!"
"We want to have a little fun with you." He snaps his fingers and a pain suddenly shot through his right leg. The impact of the metal bat hitting caused a crack to be heard. He gasps heavily and falls to the ground. As he did, Derk and his two partners, Chad and Jason, start kicking and stomping on him. Tim just lays there and gives no resistance at all. He knew it was useless to even try, and he was used to it; This was part of his everyday life.
Ten minutes later, Derek and the other two kick him one last time and walks away with nothing but smirks. Silence surrounded Tim as it seemed he was getting dizzy. Tim had no problem if he was going to die since nothing good ever happened, and he just didn't care anymore. To him....heaven would be a much better place. He smiles and then closes his eyes softly, letting the feeling of sleep....surround him, and the pouring rain fall on his back.
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The sound of rain is still falling as Tim starts coming too. He had no idea how long he was out, nor did he care like before. As he concluded, nothing cared to him anymore, nor did he look forward to anything good, in life. But he was alive still. Why? Tim just decided to keep on going and open his eyes. As he did, he slowly pushes himself up slowly, grunting from all the pain he previously felt, and raised his head. Just then.....he couldn't believe what he was seeing.