The man with black hair, a mustache, and glasses approaches a woman and a man naked with something behind his back.
"I told you two that I had a surprise for you both before our threesome." He says, smiling.
They giggle, excited about whatever he is surprising them with, as they imagine something entirely different from what he has planned.
He starts to giggle, himself, as he uncovers the knife he has behind his back.
He smiles before killing them both, "Surprise."
ONE YEAR LATER
"Surprise." The man with black hair smiles.
"No!!! Becca can't be dead." Nate cries. "Why are you doing this?"
"Yes, Becca can be dead and she is dead." The mysterious man replies. "She will be entering the middle zone as well and I'm doing this for so many reasons."
The man pauses before continuing as Nate continues to cry but tries to listen.
"What reasons?" Nate snaps.
"I was only child and I was abused easily by my mother growing up, with no one knowing besides my father." He answers. "I blame her for the most part but my father was also to blame of course because he was aware and didn't do anything about it therefore he was an enabler to the abuse. Sometimes I blame him more."
"I mean that's awful but what does that have to do with anything?" Nate snaps.
"When I was alive and became an adult, I met other adults who treated their child badly." He explains. "I would stalk enough to find out if the abuse was true behind doors. It was in most cases I had seen. I killed the parent or parents so the child never had to deal with it again."
"Man," Nate says, "or whatever your name is, look. There are laws in place to protect them and you could have went to the authorities about it instead of putting their blood in your hands. You know, two wrongs don't make a right."
"Two wrongs don't make a right yet after I killed you, you killed someone anyway?" The man snaps. "And my parents - it didn't matter what I did. They considered me worthless and I spent my life trying to show them that I was better than anyone. They never believed me. They put me down, in front of everyone. They even pulled my pants down on one occasion."
Nate can hear a little sniffle from the man in tears, as Nate feels bad for him.
"I'm sorry." Nate says, almost speechless.
"So, I made it my life's mission to prove I'm better than anyone else by killing parents who abused their children." He explains. "So I killed them to spare a life of heartache. Only parents with an only child because that's how it was for me. I was only to kill 8 people before I died, including my parents. I take pride in that number. NO ONE can beat me. Not you. No one has been able to surpass my number or even reach it on 3 occasions. I killed 8 people total from 3 different occasions. No one I've killed since being in the middle zone has been able to beat that. Not to mention all the people I have killed since in the middle zone."
"We'll have to see about that." Nate taunts him. "What does it matter if you don't even show your face? How does anyone know who the person is that is supposedly better than everyone else if he doesn't show his own face? Most people would think that is cowardly."
"I am NOT cowardly!!!" The man yells. "I'll prove it."
Finally bored with remaining so anonymous and not taking credit for all the work he has done, he decides to step out of the fog.
The man behind it all.
"Hello, Nate." The man with black hair, a mustache, and glasses says.
"Oh my god." Nate says as his eyes widen. "Is it really you?"
"It's me." He says as Nate realizes who he is.
A/N: Thank you for reading. Please vote and comment! :) Don't miss the next chapter as the man behind it all will finally be revealed!!!
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I Died 8 Minutes Ago
Mystery / Thriller"My name is Nate Walker and I died 8 minutes ago." What would you do if someone ran up to you and told you this? Most likely, you wouldn't believe the person telling you. Perhaps you would dismiss it as a joke, or just someone being silly. Of course...
