Hey, It's Me, Pepe. I just wanted to say, this will have large gapes between updates. Also, I would enjoy any tips and tricks! Anyway, onward and upward!

-Hermione's point of view-

Mike's eyes go bugged, and a purple arua surrounds him. He was crying and intensely scraching his arm to the point of leaving multiple marks.
"no-no-no-No-No-NO! Not now!" He wispers loudly at himself, grabing my attention.
"Come on Miky, You Can't Stop Me." He said with a demonic tone, even Harry has gone pale.
"No! I won-" then he stopped. His clothes change to purple. Purple everthing. He has a wicked smile, one that could strike fear into Saten.
"Oh Welp, live and learn..." The new Mike said. The teachers got wind of this and Professor Dumledore is aproching.
"Are you ok Mr. Mike?" He said with a cufused tone.
"I'm the Purple Guy. It's time t-" Purple Guy stopped speaking when he saw Dumbledore jabbed a needle into him.
"You little shit..." He then passed out. His normal colors return as he started crying.
"H-he could, I-I could of, why does God hate me so much?" Mike was back and Dumbledore was giving him a hug. Dumbledore wispered something into Mike's ear. He cried more, so I like to believe it was something reasuring.
-Mike pov-
"A murderer, a little kid, and a fucked up teen. You are one hell of a monster." Dumbledore wispered into my ear. After a minute he left leaving me with his words. Some people tried to talk and ask me questions, but I didn't care and left to 'sleep', if you can call remembering my job and how many time I almost died sleeping.

-timeskip cuz reasons you don't need to know-

I was in Minerva's class. We were making a song to describe ourselfs. I made my own and called it "Stay Calm". Of course we had to play it to the class. I went last.

*I don't own this*

"There's a shadow on the wall
Stay calm Stay calm
There's a figure in the hall
Stay calm Stay calm
Keeps my wits and stay alive
Wish I had a 9 to 5
There's a stranger in us all
Stay calm Stay calm

Every hair is on it's end
That's fine I'm fine
Felling my adrenaline
That's fine I'm fine
I can keep away the creeps
Safely from my swivel seat
Something's crawling through
the vent; that's fine... uh-oh

There's a ghost in the machine
Stay calm Stay calm
They are watching through the
screen; stay calm stay calm
They just might drive me crazy.
Hit Me!

Freddie: Hey kids it's nice to
' eetcha' Are you ready for some
Fazbear pizza?
Bonnie: Who's this working
at the night shift?
Foxy: I don't know but,
I don't think I like him
Chica: He's so cute! I can
feel his heart racing!
Bonnie: About time we had
a brand new plaything
Foxy: Another yellow belly
balking like a chicken
(Chica) HEY!
Freddy: Listen gang
I say we dig in

They are slowly closing in
Stay calm Stay calm
Find an Inner
Strength within
Stay calm Stay calm
If I've learned one
thing it's that don't
Respond to craigslists ads
I caan see there second
skin; stay calm stay calm

In the end there's only me
All right all right I spend
5 nights at Freddy's. HIT ME!

Chica: Hey where did our
new friend go?
Freddy: Don't worry, he'll
be back again tomorrow
Bonnie: So uh does he
not go to the bathroom
or does he just hold
it in all night
Foxy: Aye he pees
into a cup
Chica: Ew!
Foxy: I've seen him
do it with me own eye.
We were both
looking at eachother
It was extremely awkward."
I then looked at the class, they had question, including the teacher. "Teach, you have a question?" I asked while looking at her.
"Are you a Night Guard? What did you mean by 'I can see their second skin'?" She asked looking very confused.
"For one, yes. For the second question, I could see their endo skeleton." I said. Then with a straight face. "Anything else you need to ask?"
Another person asked with a need for knowledge," Why were you a Night Guard? There must of been better places to get a job... right?"
"That is because nowhere else accepted my request." I said knowing the real reason behind this. The girl known as Hermione doesn't look conviced. I sighed and said,"I will not take anymore questions." With that I left for my next class. People didn't like me, and didn't care. The new DADA teacher came today. It's bad enough that it is my birthday, and I have to remember what happened. Now I have to deal with people.
"Wands away, today we will descuss what happens when more then one soul in within a body." The short teacher said. "We will also be descussing Ghost Marks. Two people have the lader, while one has both." I flinched, knowing she was talking about me. If they find out what I've done, I'll go to Jail. Maybe even Prision. "Mike. You can go under or... I'll use force." Everyone looked at me, some knowing what happened at Snape's class, others, were confused.
"May I ask... why you wanna see my personal hell?" I asked, slowly, but surely getting mader and mader.
"Who you rather explaning it yourself, or diving in your mind? Or is this because you don't remember?" The teacher asked, as if she is trying to piss me off.
"I mean, frontal lobe damage will do that to ya. Can't remember my youth." I said, this was honest, I think.
"Anything else?" She asked, looking with a killers glare.
"It looks like you don't wanna know, with the way you're glaring. Miss." I said while mantaining eye contact.
Then a young boy named Harry stood up and asked with an odd look, "Can we hear about what caused it?"
"Foxy. Foxy the Pirate. I was standing infront of him, when suddenly he chomped down. I was fiveish when it happened." I said, kind of sounding like an old person the way I talked, as if I wasn't entirely there.
"But, that doesn't explane the multiple souls. How many do you have? How many ghosts have marked you?" If you though Ron said that then, you're wrong. It was Hermione.
"I'm geting to that. Also I have two souls. Then four souls have marked me. They all tried killing me before you ask." I said that with some malace, while giving room for anything. "No questions? Good. Now, there is the matter of which you want to learn first, they both have a deep contection to one another. Or we can talk about my soul, and the side affects of being marked one too many times."

The end. Now, the question is this. Orange, Purple, Black and White? You decide my readers!
Note: 1175 words.