He Wasn't Who I Thought He Was.|| a minific

Prolouge.

Tick tock tick tock.
The grandfather clock was ticking in the occupied room. It was 7 PM. Daisy and her father Dexter had just eaten dinner. Dexter... couldn't exactly cook so he ordered takeout, per usual. Daisy was upstairs in her room, doing whatever kids do nowadays. Dexter was downstairs, doing the dishes. Whatever a father does.

There had been a lull in animals to kill lately. Dexter hadn't gotten any calls and there have barely been any strays. The winter time was... harder on his stability. Most animals are hibernating or hiding, meaning he couldn't find any. He certainly didn't want to harm a human. That would go beyond his moral and legal boundaries. He wasn't a monster. Or... he didn't think he was at least.

He wanted to go out and find something, anything! Unfortunately though, his daughter, Daisy, was still awake. He didn't want to take the risk. Just the thought of Daisy finding out about his needs terrified him. He'd recently been having nightmares about the thought. She would hate him, despise him. She was an animal person, which was very unfortunate for Dexter.

Dexter finished the dishes and went to the couch in an attempt to clear his head. Thankfully he wasn't on the edge of insanity quite yet. He went to grab the remote to turn on the tv. As soon as he did though, he heard a meow come from the front door. His head snapped in the direction and immediately got up. He went to the door and opened it as quietly as he could. He looked down. Sitting in front of him was a black cat with the name-tag 'cosmo' written on it.

Dexter picked up the cat and took it inside. 'This is wrong.' A part of him thought. 'This could be someone's cat'. Dexter ignored the thought. He was desperate. If he didn't kill it now, his mental state would decline even more. He would risk hurting Daisy, or anyone for that matter. He didn't want that. The cat purred in his arms and rubbed itself against him. Dexter felt a twinge of guilt. He needed to do this.

Dexter took the cat into the basement, shutting the door, but forgetting to lock it. He was forgetful after all. After going down the steps, he placed the cat down and he took out his knife...