((A/N: This is about Horn. Davy is his "son." Davy basically walked to his door one day and said, "sup bitch, I'm your child now," and Horn took the thirteen year old in. Davy also likes to shank people. More info on Horn in the art book or in my story "Horn," which is about him. ))

-Third person-

Davy walked into the pizzeria, looking for people to shank. Horn was there with him since Davy was pretty much his adopted son.

The thirteen year old walked around, studying his surroundings and seeing a purple male that wasn't Horn. The name on the males badge said "Vincent." He saw Vincent stare at him. Davy sat with Horn and shivered lightly.

"Creep," he muttered, making his "father" glance up.

"What?" he asked, a slightly stoned tone in his voice.

"Nothing Dad... I'm gonna go to the bathroom," Davy replied, getting up from the table. 

He walked through the pizzeria before getting grabbed by Vincent and dragged to the back room. He squeaked and struggled slightly. Vincent pinned him to the wall in a sexual manor.

"No bitch!" Davy yelled as he shanked him twice and ran.

This happened seven more times before Horn wandered in. He growled and pulled Vincent back.

"Don't touch my mother fucking son you bitch!" he yelled.

Davy took the opportunity and shanked Vincent in the back. Vincent turned around and pinned Davy to the floor, starting to rip the teen's shirt. Davy was angered and shanked Vincent until he got off.

"NO BITCH, THIS IS A NEW SHIRT!!" he screeched.

"Cmon Dad let's go," he said as he walked out with Horn.

Horn through his middle fingers up and yelled, "fuck my life!"

((A/N: This was written for pla2tic a while back and I just moved it to this book because it was a request.))