Around age 10, I created a bunch of comic books as a kid during a creepy-pasta phase, one of them was a murder-mystery comic book where the story was set on a construction site in a world where everyone had superpowers and half of the dialogue was descriptions on how the bodies were discovered, stuff like guys who had wings being found dead with them snipped off, blood all around and whatever other grim-dark shit I though was cool and edgy.
I also made another comic-book about a kid who was experimented on and turned into a human-duck hybrid, the basic plot was: "Kid goes missing, he was kidnapped and tested on in a lab, he woke up days later in a hospital, he saw the scientist who was experimenting on him in the hall-way, he jumped out the hospital window, limped back home, went through under-passes and ally-ways before he returned home where everything was rusty and there were needles everywhere, and then he found his Ma dead." I stopped writing after there as I lost interest and proceeded to move back and make more Sonic fan-fics with my "donut steel" ocs, which were just re-colored versions of Sonic and Blaze o algo.