TIMMY part five

Jasper n Clyde moved in, swift n deadly. They had found Timmy on the farm. Timmy sat nervously on the branch of the huge oak tree, Billy hid in the shed with a peg gun. Timmy was shaking as they swooped down knocking him off the branch. Timmy flipped in mid air and went after them. Jasper n Clyde were shocked as they seen Timmy eyes glaring. Billy missed them with the peg gun and they went after him. Timmy bombed forwards with his god speed and rammed into Jasper n Clyde. Jasper bit Timmy's wing and Clyde circled round with fangs on display! Timmy homed in like in his peanut practice onto Clyde's eyes, Timmy stayed strong. He could see his mom and dad dying.

'Not this time!!!'

Timmy opened his mouth and smashed into Clyde who was stronger. They both crashed into the tree. Jasper bolted down and hit Timmy. Timmy forced himself up to fly, he was weakening. Clyde was blinded as his eyes rolled out. The taste of blood made Timmy feel sick, but he had Clyde to tend with.

'Now ya fuckin dead!!!' screamed Clyde. He bit Timmy's other wing and he went down. Timmy bit back scrapping with Clyde, but he was too weak. Clyde smirked and showed off his daggers of death. Timmy covered his head with his wings and prayed...

SMACK!

Timmy waited... 'No pain...eh'?

Billy came running over, he had just shot Clyde in the head and killed him!

'Are you alright Timmy?' asked Billy shaking.

'Y,yes...thanks to you.'

Jasper fly towards them, using his sense of smell, Timmy pushed Billy away and charged into Jasper. Jasper fly back and the nail leading up to Billy's tree house pierced Clyde's head.

It was over.

Timmy lived in Billy's tree house happy ever after, feeding on the fruit that grew on the huge oak tree. He was finally free, and it's all thanks to you bloggers!

**MY REASON FOR THE SUDDEN ENDING IS THIS...YOU ALWAYS NEED A FRIEND.**

TIMMY part four

Billy helped Timmy attach the weights to his wings. They felt heavy but would be good for his wing speed. Then Billy hung the Peanuts up by string and got his play bow n arrow ready.

Timmy struggled to stay in the air at first and did a few circles in the attic. Timmy aimed for the peanuts, imagining that they were Jaspers n Clydes eyes. At the same time he had to dodge Billy's arrows fast. Timmy trained hard, he had to be faster, stronger, fitter and more cunning than his evil step brothers. Timmy had razor sharp teeth, sharp enough to kill them with. Timmy got hit at first, but as the days passed he became faster without the weights and had aquired pinpoint accuracy. That night while nibbling on a pear, he listened to Billy speak about his happy home here with his foster parents. Timmy had made a friend, but knew the worst was yet to come. Tomorrow, he would lure Jasper n Clyde to a fight to the death!

*Join us next time for the final adventures of Timmy!*

TIMMY part three

Timmy cried to himself as his nightmares woke him up. He missed his mom and dad so much and was all alone. He could feel Jasper n Clyde hunting him not far away. He'd promised to prepare himself, and a small boy had been leaving him bread who lived in the house with his family. It had been a few days since Timmy had found this hiding place, and he was happy to have made a friend in Billy. Billy was eleven and had got Timmy the equipment he needed to begin his training.

2 Peanuts

2 Pieces of string

2 2 pound weights

and a bow and plastic arrows for Billy to use.

'Join us in the next two parts where Timmy begins his training with Billy and a show down with the Vampires!'

TIMMY part two

'O no! I can sense them. They are on their way.'

Timmy flew from the fruit tree that had sheltered him from view, Jasper n Clyde were not far away.

'If I can just make it to that house over there I can hide in the roof!'

Timmy flew hard, his wings fought the wind and his fear was draining him. He knew that once they caught him, they would torture him. The same as what they did to his family, tore them apart as the remaining Bat's including Timmy, watched in tears. Jasper n Clyde was in the distance and they were heading this way!

'Fly Timmy fly!! Come on mate you can do it!' Timmy pushed himself hard he homed in on the gap in the roof, just big enough for a Timmy bat. He glided inside and was impressed with himself in the respect that he could fly faster, and with more control than he ever thought.

Timmy peeped at Jasper n Clyde whizz past, looking evil and how Vampire Bat's should look. Next time he may not be so lucky, but lucky for him they can't detect his scent the way he can pick up theirs. Also Timmy can travel around in day light for longer periods than Jasper n Clyde. In the dark night Timmy pondered on the fact that although he was somewhat different from the other Bats, he needed to harness the skill to keep himself safe. And for this he needs a place to train...

(Timmy 2, part two) FANGS OF DEATH! (Jasper & Clyde)

'So Clyde, this is where he speaks to them reader people. It's a blog of some kind, the writer has quite a following.'

'Yes, so he does. That won't harper our search Jasper, we will just 'hang' about here for a while and then we can plan our attack on that little runt Timmy!'

'I like it, sounds like a plan. That small, weak, fake Bat will inhale his last breath. I'm going to rip his ears off and tear his wings from that puny mouse torso, ha ha.'

'Ha ha, yes, yes. Just like we did to his parents, make lots of mess!'

'Even though he has reader buddies, that won't stop us...'

TIMMY part one

Hello there readers. My name is Timmy, yes, that's me in the photo. As you can see I'm a Vampire Bat, though not a nasty one. Truth is I'm born into a family of carnivorous Bats, with a thirst for human blood. Our breed are very rare and we can talk, this could help me survive. Sadly one month ago my Ma and Pa and baby sister were slaughtered by my two older step brothers, Jasper and Clyde. They didn't look kindly on our kind not being vicious like them. I managed to get away and have flew from San Fran Sisco, across Italy and am now hanging about in Brum. I have to keep running as my step brothers are hunting for me and will kill me. I watched them chew the eye lids off an old lady outside the post office just the other day. I actually live off fruit, so you can call me a mixed up fruit Bat. I hope that I can be safe in the hands of you readers out there, can I? I am only ten years old in Bat years, so I'm just a baby. Well, got to fly now peeps, they will be getting closer.

I'm so frightened...