Bab 2: Prologue II
I had finally reached the age of 31. Since I had started college, I had not contacted my birth father or my stepmother. I had promised myself that I would forget about them and everything they did the moment I moved out, but despite that, they lived in my mind, constantly crashing my hopes and dreams with the word "Waste" echoing within my mind day and night.
When I finally reached the age of 31, I decided to buy a gun and keep it in my house for safety measures. That said, I would hold the gun to my chin every single day after work, asking myself if it was worth it to keep going. My determination would falter every single time, and I would force myself to put the gun down.
The silvery shine on the gun had created a reflection that would constantly ridicule me every time I looked at it. I felt like all my failures were staring back at me every time I looked at them.
Every day for the next year, I would follow the routine of waking up, eating, working, and trying to kill myself before sleeping, and this was all I did till one day, I had had enough of everything.
On this particular day, the skies rumbled, and the clouds wept, rain falling to the ground and flooding the world.
On this day, I was working hard as usual when my boss came out of my office with a young woman with long brown hair and a set of clothes that left almost nothing to the imagination. She was considerably taller than the boss yet shorter than me by an inch. They both came out sweating and slightly panting while their clothes were slightly roughed up.
When they came out, the boss immediately made eye contact with me and slowly walked toward me with a stiff posture but a twisted smile.
It was clear what was going to ensure.....
'Damnit,' I inwardly cursed. The day was going fine till that point. Well, fine by I' standards.
"You bastard! WHAT THE F*CK DID YOU DO" shouted my boss, yet rather than showing wrath or lowering my head in complacency, I looked into his eyes with ridicule.
"I do not understand, sir. Can you please elaborate?" I asked with a ridiculing smile. Today was going to be a harsh day for him, so I might as well not do anything, right?
"Don't f*ck with me. You know exactly what you did. Today I have had enough of your nonsense. day and day again I have to deal with you and even punishing you clearly isn't doing the job." He answered with a cynical smile.
"Sir, I have been doing my job properly for the last 5 years, yet you kept finding unjust reasons to pick on me," I retorted, possibly for the first time in years. My lip curled up in disgust as everyone around had turned utterly silent.
"D-did you just reply back to me?! I'm your f*cking boss and you replied back to me?! DO YOU WANT ME TO FIRE YOU?!" replied the boss, visibly shocked and infuriated by my reply
I took a deep long breath before speaking again in a monotone voice.
"No need to, I'm quitting. good luck with trying to find any employee willing to do the same amount of work I had to. I simply had enough of your sh*tty ramblings day in and day out."
After speaking, I started walking towards the front door of the building nonchalantly without even batting an eye at my now shouting boss.
"YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME. COME BACK HERE RIGHT NOW AND FINISH YOUR WORK! I F*CKING HIRED YOU, I PAY YOU!"
My boss had gone with my rambling till they were muffled by the door when it shut.
Despite hearing my boss's ramblings, I could not care less about what he was saying. My mind had become something like a machine that slowly devised several plans to take revenge on everyone who's wronged me in the past.
I was no longer going to be complacent. Unbeknownst to me, the moment I had chosen to take revenge into my own hands, something awakened inside me.
My iris were shining with violet light, while a strange purple flame flickered with my eyes. A flame that wanted nothing but to devour everything in its path. A flame with a potency that could engulf the world in flames if its user desired the world to have such a fate.
People across the universe would know that every day as the birth of Calamity, and the creation of Pandora, the daughter of Chaos.
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A cold expression could be seen on my face as I stood in front of a hotel. This was my first destination, and also, the beginning of the end.
My plan was simple... Make the perpetrators suffer as much as possible, and who better to start with than my very own boss?
I walked through the hotel entrance and bought a room for the night. when I went upstairs I went to a particular room which happened to be my boss's daughter's room.
You might be asking, how did I know she would be here? Well, to start, 2 months ago I stumbled upon the computer screen of my boss's daughter logging into Facebook and while doing so she clicked on the 'show password' icon.
Due to the fact I was in charge of the whole company's systems and managing, what people normally called the IT guy, I was able to hack into her Facebook and see her messages.
Over the two months, I had been watching her conversations with her boyfriend until one day he invited her to a hotel room which she accepted. He gave her the room number and told her the day that they should meet. All I did was snoop in and take the information for myself.
Knocking on the door, I heard a girl's voice resound from inside with a "who?"
I replied with "room service" as soon as I heard the second reply which promptly allowed me to hear an annoyed grunt and sounds of footsteps. The footsteps slowed down a little before stopping completely with no sounds for a second until I heard the click of the door with an annoyed "what do you want?" right after.
Without warning, I slammed my fist into her abdomen so hard that I quite literally blew the air out of her. She lost consciousness a few seconds later right after struggling to breathe for a few moments.
Her boyfriend got up after a few seconds while trying to contemplate what happened. He quickly shouted "Who are you?!" with a confused and panicked voice, to which I shrugged and replied with-
"Room Service."
My voice was monotone and cold, yet he could see a flicker of contempt in my eyes as I looked at him from head to toe.
Instantly, I took out a pistol and aimed at his head. Before he could do anything, a muffled gunshot could be heard and the boy dropped to the ground lifeless with a soft thud.
With one swift movement, I grabbed the girl on the floor who couldn't be older than 18.
The girl was 5ft 4 with a slim body and an extremely light one at that. Her silky blonde hair slithered down her neck while her soft face lay on my shoulder.
I quickly took her and went through one of the fire exits before quickly moving towards my car. Believe it or not, I had been planning for something like this for a very long time, yet since I never had the balls to do it, all the information I gathered over the years was left to sit in my computer and gather dust.
Quickly incapacitating my ex-boss's daughter with ropes, a gag, and a blindfold, I then swiftly drove to an abandoned building near the hotel where I would meet up with the gang crew.
I had made a deal with the gang's local leader and in exchange for the girl, he would give me explosives.
However, before making the deal, I made sure to make a video and send it to her father. I knew that losing his daughter would be the worst thing to happen to him, and therefore I spared no resources and made sure that his loss would be as painful as possible.
For all he knew, his daughter was alive somewhere out there, and while she might actually be alive, there was a very low chance that he would actually find her.
By making the video, I would only prolong his grief and make the situation worse for him, making it so he would suffer for much longer rather than the immediate grief he would feel if he knew his daughter was dead.
My plans continued, my actions sending a wave of terror throughout the city. Throughout the next three days, I would go on to track down and murder everyone who had wronged me in the past few years, whether that would be Derek and his gang of troublemakers from high school, or the countless teachers who allowed the bullying to happen in their classes.
I made sure to destroy every single one of them, and in the end, there were only two people left... Well, technically there was only one left.
*BOOM*
An explosion could be seen going off in the distance as one of my step-brother's homes turned into nothing but debris. Driving away, I avoided all the police and ambulance sirens that rushed over to the point of the explosions and quickly went in a certain direction.
I went to check on my now ex-parents and quickly drove all the way there.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------Thrill and impatience went coursed through my being. I wanted nothing more but to slaughter them without thinking twice, but I quickly shook my head.
Sighing and leaving my car, I looked at the nearby cars just to see my sister's name written on the number plate meaning she was there too. I got to the door and rang the bell and as it opened, I got my taser ready.
When my sister opened the door, her smile was wiped off her face. She quickly squinted her eyes looking at me unable to recognize me. Before she can utter a word, she recognizes me and has a moment of shock which was overridden by a face with cringe and despise written all over it.
My sister was a beautiful woman with a now bloated belly big enough to recognize yet small enough to show that there is still a few months left before the birth. Right before she opens her mouth again, I quickly take her consciousness away.
A shout of "honey, who is it?" can be heard from inside as a woman in her late 50s comes into view.
Before should say or do anything, a needle embedded itself into her skin and tasered her into unconsciousness.
I frown engraved itself into my face and rage began to seep out of my body.
My father who was confused by the sudden quietness decided to stand up and look at what was happening, yet after a few seconds, his eyes widened in shock as he watched his wife drop to the ground lifelessly.
He quickly tried to take a cup and smash it to create a glass blade. Unfortunately for him, he made two mistakes. One, he didn't see that his opponent was armed and two, glass cups didn't work the same way they did in movies, so instead of making a glass blade, he created a mess.
Panic grew in his eyes when he realized that his tactic didn't work, yet before he could remotely do anything, a bat had been swung out in an arch and slammed into his arm, shattering and breaking almost every bone in that arm. Before he knew it, everything had turned black for him. However, in what felt like barely a few seconds, he found himself opening his eyes again yet this time he was covered from head to toe with water.
"What a pity, dad. look at you, your current situation is quite despicable isn't it?"
-- Hadiah diterima