User:Azzinoth Darkblood

It was 1945. The second World War came to a close. Everything seemed like it was going to be better.. and on the face of things, it was. But behind the blunt facade the governments of the world plotted against eachother, putting in motion events that would be the destruction of our world. But of course, as it goes with government plans.. none of it was made known to the public. Kids still curled up under the covers at night, hoping it would save them from the monsters in the dark.. but, they were wrong.

Over the next three years, hundreds of murders were reported to the police, many of which were reported as "clawed to death", with many scratch marks on their bodies, and their heads bashed in. The strange thing is.. there was never enough blood there for the amount of cuts in the bodies. much of the blood appeared to have been removed. In several cases, there were reports of shrill laughter.. but no one ever saw anything. But one child, scared he would be the next victim, set up a device. He was good with devices... he set up a webcam that was well-hidden in the corner that showed his bed and him,and the immidiate area around his bed. He went to bed hesitantly that night. According to the footage, at around 1:00 AM, a tall, dark, messy-haired figure entered the room, in what was quite possibly a black t-shirt and black, polka-dotted pants. He held only a club, and appeared to have horns. A large smile appeared on his face.

He peered around the room, he smiled at the camera and let loose on the young boy, beating him with a club and clawing at him with his free hands. when he was finished the business a few minutes later he smiled at the camera, leaning in towards the child. In many places where the blood was dripping forth, he sucked it up and seemed to relish in the flavour. He then walked towards the camera, and the final image of the tape is the capricorn zodiac symbol. That was the last we saw this.. thing. No further reports ever came in, no word from the government, nothing.

That was during the summer of 1948. It is now 2042, nearly a hundred years later. The monster almost completely forgotten, save as for stories to tell children to scare them into thinking that the capricorn will kill you.

My name is Dave. I have decided to name this thing... Gamzee. I don't know why but.. it seems, strangely appropriate. If it seems familiar it's because I found it buried in the depths of a long-out-of-use blog kept by a man named.. Andrew Hussie, if I remember. I only found it once and then it was gone. Yesterday I saw something that looked remarkably similar to.. "Gamzee".. outside my window, but because of the darkness I could only just barely make out the t-shirt and horns. That was enough to scare me into a night of no sleeping. It stayed until closer to five in the morning. When I went out later to check, there was foot prints as fresh as day standing right below the window. I locked all my valued posessions into my safe and locked all the doors as I left for college. I kept seeing the figure throughout the day. Though, it kept a distance. Whenever I looked at it, it would disappear into the forest, but more than once I caught glimpse of a smile on the dark face. This went on for a few weeks, with me barely getting any sleep. By the third week I was just done. So, about midday, during lunch, I saw the fiend, standing just past the edge of the forest, smiling. This time it didn't move. it just stood there.

I stood promptly and rushed towards it, ignoring the glances I was getting from my fellow students, and as I got closer I could notice all the details of this being.

It was definitely male, as I could tell now. He had messy black hair, dark eyes, candy-coloured horns and dark grey skin. He has a large clown nose that covered his own nose, and he wore a black t-shirt with a purple capricorn symbol, with loose dark black polka-dotted pants. The nails of his left hand were a decent length and sharp.

I instantly got scared and reluctantly made the last few steps towards the being.

"Who are you.. what do you want?" I asked.

He shook his head, smiling a wide, toothy smile with sharp, pointy teeth. "You already know my name, silly human." Gamzee said, in a deep, gravelly, demonic voice.

"...Gamzee."

"Yes." He still had the creepy smile. He brought up his left hand and struck me across the face. The force of the blow was enough to knock me out. I awoke many hours later, well after dark. I was laid down in the middle of the forest, fog surrounded me. Gamzee stood infront of me. smiling again.

"I'm glad to see you're still alive." he picked me up by the front of my shirt. "STAND UP." he yelled.

I shakily stood on my own two legs. "What do you want?"

Gamzee laughed his shirll, demonic laugh. "I'm here to kill. I need the blood. I crave blood." He smiled his toothy grin. "And you are my next victim."

I went wide eyed and backed up a few steps. Gamzee quickly stepped forward and hit Dave hard, sending him flying towards the tree. He was dizzy and couldn't move, his legs feeling weak. Gamzee pulled him up and dug his claws into my neck. I screamed in pain, and began to bleed. He began licking up the blood and sucking it down his throat. I was about to fall unconcious from the pain and blood loss, when I began being beaten with his club. He eventually cracked my skull open and he died there, in the forest. Never to be found, for all that was left by morning was his bones.. I finished typing and closed up my laptop, checking the camera I had set up in the corner before I went to bed. "If I die... I want my death to be known."