The Twisted Fate
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I waited until I was in the middle of my next job, about three hours away, before returning to take care of Derek. When I came across him, he was harassing a girl who couldn't have been more than fourteen years old. I drove by slowly to scare him away from her long enough for her to run. He stared after me until I rounded a corner. I parked about a block down the street. I walked to the corner and used the store windows to figure out where Derek was. He started in my direction. There was an alley right between us. I rounded the corner with the intent of meeting him at the alley. He was a few steps ahead of me, but it wasn't enough to stop me from pushing him into the alley. I threw him into a dumpster. I slammed into him, planting my knee into his chest. I grabbed his head and spun, throwing him further into the alley. He caught his balance and put his hand up, pleading for me to stop. I pulled my dagger and took his hand off.
"Little girls aren't for grown men. How many have you defiled?" I demanded.
"Please man, I won't do it again, I promise," Derek vowed.
"You got that right," I spat.
"I don't want to die. I've got a kid on the way. She's four months pregnant," He tried. I had been keeping in touch with Jessy and she would have told me if Beth was pregnant.
"Really? Is it one of these little girls you've been assaulting?" I inquired.
"No, she's twenty-one. Her name is Lisa. I love her man, but I just can't help myself," Derek begged.
"And now we add cheating to the list," I stated as I pulled my hood back.
Some level of understanding entered Derek's mind as he realized who I was. I watched to fight leave his eyes as he understood why I was punishing him. I could only guess that he accepted his fate, but still, that wasn't good enough. I handcuffed his last hand to a pole, and started the torment. I pulled a hammer out of my back pocket and smashed each of his remaining fingers. Every time he screamed, I gave him a quick tap on his forehead with the hammer. By the time I smashed the fourth finger, he had stopped screaming. I made him drop to his knees as if he was begging for forgiveness. I used the hammer to break all the ribs on his right side, until I knew one went into his lung. As he began gasping for air, I planted the claw from the hammer into his gut. I smiled at him as I pulled my hood back over my head and walked away to let him die alone.
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Growing up is hard, but some of us can't overcome the damage. Charles, is emotional damaged growing up, and nothing gets any easier for him when he reaches adulthood. Pushed over the edge, Charles becomes a twisted killer who manages to focus his anger on those who prey upon the weak. Charles becomes a monster that hunts monsters. Through his acts, Charles starts to spread fear to those who strike fear into the hearts of the innocent. The only question left is whether or not Charles can be saved.
About the Author
I am a young writer who simply wants to share my imagination with the world. My real name is not my reality, so as an author I am Thomas Blood. I currently reside in Alabama, but you never know where the world will take you. I am single, but I've come to accept that it is better this way. I'll admit that as a child I hated reading, because I was always moving and couldn't sit still long enough to get into a book. Now, I've grown to love books. I'm a writer because I love to tell stories, and until my imagination fades, I won't stop writing.