Unceal Crow: I Am A Monster (Completed)

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                         "I should laugh, but I cry"

   "Unceal, hey wake up." I hear a voice call out to me. I hate being woken by something or somebody, it's a very bad pet peeve of mines. It's something very rude to do to someone.
   "UNCEAL WAKE UP!" The voice yells and I feel an electric shock come through my body. What the fuck is going on? I jump up off of my couch, look around, and I see nothing but darkness.
   "Who's there?!" I yell out, trying to get myself together.
   "You know who's out here. Just listen to the voice and relax." The voice explains as I feel another electric shock run through my body. I know this room, I know the voice, and I know this feeling, I just cannot put my finger on it.
   "Come on Unceal you're being very rude right now. How can you forget me?" The voice asks me with a calm tone adding in a chuckle at the end.
   "I don't like to play games! WHO ARE YOU?!" I cry out.
   "Well, maybe this will bring back some memories." As the voice finishes their sentence, I feel two men grab my arms so tight. I struggle to fight out but it is not working. They're dragging me backwards effortlessly. I've never felt this helpless before every since I was a ..... kid.
   "Nathan! NATHAN! IS THAT YOU?!" I yell out, fighting even more now trying to get these guys to release their grip.
   The voice starts to laugh "What took you so long? How could you forget your best friend? Your only friend, I cured your disease, remember?"
   How could this happen? How could he have recovered from what I did to him that fast? How did he know where I live? How did he know?!
   "I swear to god Nathan if you don't let me go I will ...."
   "You will what? Kill me?!" Nathan says as he laughs. "You can try to kill me but I will be with you forever. As long as you live, I will be here right along with you."
   "What?! WHAT?! NO!!! Let me go! Nathan I swear to god if I get out of this I will fucking cut your dick off and feed it to a small child!" I scream so loud I start to feel my throat burn.
   The men strap my arms, neck and legs into a chair. I can not move a muscle. The only thing I can move is my eyes. I'm moving my eyes around the whole area but I see nothing. I am trying to get my eyes to adjust to the darkness but they're not adjusting fast enough. How the fuck did Nathan get me?! I start struggling again, but it doesn't work. Nothing is working but I will not give up again I like I did as a child.
   Just then four people in all black clothing surround me, oh no not again NOT THIS AGAIN!
   "Tony Russo?! Is that you?! Nathan! SHOW YOURSELF! Kill me like a man!" I yell out as I start to struggle again.

  
   After a few moments the people start to take off their hoodies, one by one. The first one took off their hoodie.
   "MOM!?" I ask with a confused look. The second person pulls off their hoodie.
   "DAD?!" Again I ask. WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON? I killed them in cold blood with my own bare hands. I made sure they were dead, I made sure they didn't make it to see the next day. I looked at my dad in his eyes as I stabbed him, making sure he knew who his killer was. I made my mom watch just to show her what kind of monster they created. This is not real!
   The third person pulls their hoodie off of their head. "Nathan! YOU SON OF A BITCH! When I get free I promise you won't see the next day! I PROMISE YOU!" I again scream his way. Let me get out of these restraints, I'm going to kill my parents again, and Nathan will beg for mercy!
   The last person takes off their hoodie. "Stephaine?! YOU ... BITCH! You thought I wanted you dead before wait until I get my hands on you and YOUR LITTLE BRAT! I'm going to tie you up and make you watch me squeeze the life out of him! JUST YOU WAIT! All of you WAIT!" I yell out.
   "Unceal you see, you're the problem here. Killing people doesn't make the problems go away. You only cause more pain and damage to your own psyche. You need real help, talk to a real doctor about your problems." My mom explains to me.
   "I knew he was going to be a fucking weirdo the day you had this little bastard! Look, at him he I don't even know who the fuck this is even more!" My dad says to my mom.
   "Unceal, you listen to your mom. You need help, you need to go see a doctor and get serious help. What you did to my son was uncalled for, and the amount of chaos you're causing isn't going to help the world. You have to stop blaming other people for your problems and be a grown adult about things." Stephaine explains to me.
   "You know Unceal you could always come to me for help? Our first time was so special." Nathan tells me as he winks at me.
   I look at all four of them, emotionless. I stare at them for two minutes, trying to get my thoughts together. Trying to comprehend everything that each one of them just told me. It's hard to wrap my head around this whole situation. I take stuff so seriously and I don't need to. I really need to ease up on people, I should go get help, and I should stop causing chaos. I should turn myself into the police so they can make an example out of me. The life of crime isn't for me, Unceal "The Evilest" Crow of them all is out of the game. I'm just playing!
   I start to laugh out loud. I start to laugh at every single last one of them. They're the reason why I am the way I am! They're the reason why I turned into this "Monster", they're telling me to get help?! Two of them are dead, ones a pedophile who works for the mob, the other is a "Detective" who was paid off by my "father" to keep her mouth shut, and I'm the one who needs help?! I start to laugh even more. This whole situation is comical.
   "See! He's fucking retarded! There's no helping him!" My father exclaims.
   I tried to stop laughing "Hey dad, quick question." I say through my laugher. "How did it feel to look me in the eye as I stuck my knife in you, and I kept sticking! How did that make you feel? How does it feel to be in a grave while maggots have you for dinner?" I ask as I laugh even harder.

   "You see, you guys don't get the point. You will never get the point until you've been in my shoes or the shoes of a person like me." I explain. "When you are an outcast in school, out of school, in your own household, and you want to die every time you wake up so you can escape this nightmare you have to relive everyday, you won't ever understand the things I do. I just want people to notice me for me! Not just because my father and mother were lawyers. I want the attention I lacked when I was A CHILD! Now, I have everybody's attention, I HAVE THE WHOLE WORLD'S ATTENTION. Even if somebody does kill me, guess what?! There's many Unceal Crow's hiding in plain sight ready to take action and take a stand for the same cause! You will pay attention to the mentally ill, ONE WAY OR ANOTHER!" I scream out as I start to laugh again.
   The world doesn't understand and they don't really need to understand. The whole world will know about us and most importantly they will know about me. I can hear it now "Unceal Crow the greatest hero Clarksville has ever had and the unsung hero for the mentally ill." That sounds wonderful. I will be sitting on top of the world.
   "That's it, I'm going to finish this." Nathan Leo exclaims as he pulls out a gun.
   "OHHHHH! Nathan I am so sacred, what are you going to do kill me? Did you not just hear what I said, there's millions of me out there. You will start a war you do not want to be apart of. We will kill every single last one of you! Matter of fact, you better shoot me to kill me because if you miss or I survive I promise you, I will kill every single last one of you. So, you better have good aim." I say as I wink at him.
   "DO IT! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING ON?!" My dad yells out. "KILL HIM! YOU KNOW HE'S COMING AFTER YOU NEXT!"
   Nathan Leo looks at me, and then back at my father. His hand is shaking very bad. I can not believe that The Great Nathan is scared to kill me. That's a bummer, I thought he would bring excitement in my life.
   "DO IT!" I scream, making Nathan jump in the process.
   "I can not stand to watch this, either you do it or I do it!" Stephaine says as she pulls a gun out of her waistband.
   "Uh oh! She's finally cracked! There you go girl! Show me your dark side, I knew you had one. Just like you all do! You have a dark side but you want to look down on people like me! HYPOCRITES!" I say as I start to laugh uncontrollably.
   "SHOOT HIM!" My father yells. "SHOOT HIM NOW! GET RID OF HIM!"
   "SHOT ME! SHOOT ME! COME ON! SHOOT ME! SHOOT ME! SHOOT ME!" I scream right along with my father, this is the most bonding time we had together, besides when we watch The Dark Knight.
   "I can't watch!" My mom cries out walking and turning her back.
   "THERE SHE GOES AGAIN RUNNING AWAY WHEN HER "SON" NEEDS HER! EVEN WHEN YOU'RE DEAD YOU'RE STILL THE SAME SCARY BITCH!" I yell out. "COME ON SHOOT ME! SHOOT ..." BANG! Pitch blackness ...