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wore an all black suit but even though his skin color was at least light enough to see in the dark it somehow was able to blend into the dark. The latino figure raised his hand that had a gun it and shot Zogo one more time through the heart, he stood there chuckling for ansecomd then finnaly spotted Michael out from the darkness. Michael looked slightly terrified but he also had another look on his face that he couldn't identify he stood there to try and guess the boys expression but couldn't. After awhile of guessing he just gave up and raised the gun to kill Michael who somehow at that moment seemed immune to fear, then just as he was about to pull the trigger he gasped and finnaly realise that he had killed the wrong man. And after a lot of gaping and cursing and calling himself stupid he looked at Michael and it had caught on finnaly that this had to be the man's son. He walked over to the little boy who was in a slight daze, but not that dazed that he couldn't recognize the killer of his father was approaching, he stood completely still ready for the worst. The man came down on one knee as if he was about to propose. "Look kid I'm Andy, the presidents son and I'm sorry for killing your father I should've paid a little more attention", something called rage was growing inside of him slowly but surely, but Andy thought he was just trying to hold back his tears. "Kid just know this, don't tell anyone about this it might be best for the both of us" he said looking around, he then stood up and walked away without a word to Michael. Michael stood paralyzed with the thought of Andy's head exploding a million time it made him feel kind of happy even though he had never like this in his life. He then snapped out of it and slowly walked over to his dead fathers corpse which was slowly turning pale and black, "I know you said rage and revenge will never solve anything". He picked his father's head up and and opened his fathers eyes, "but I think just this once it is needed for you and mother" he said, devilishly snapping the head of his father off of his neck. "You and mother will see the demise of this world, I shall kill the presidents son, and burn down the hospital that didn't even try to save mother". He laughed aloud to himself though no one could hear him, he defenetly wanted to revenge his mother because her disease had started with a single cold, and because she went to go visit a sickly relative as always so kind. But the hospital forced her in as a patient because of her coughing, they drugged her up until what was just but a cold became stomach and lung cancer. And no matter how much she wanted to go home they kept her there prescribing her to more and more medication and then she had a drug overload and died. He knew before he burned down the hospital he had to figure out why they killed her he had a feeling it had to with family member she was visiting. As he thought on these things he realized it was getting late, and he didn't want to walk around with a dead man's head so he stripped his father of all his clothes minus his underwear and wrapped it around his fathers head. Then as fast as possible he ran home trying to look as innocent as possible because the last thing that needed to happen to him was a police officer asked to look in all the clothes he was holding and find a dead man's head. But luckily that didn't happen, in fact there weren't many police officer s around unless something really bad happened. But as he walked up his stairs he realized his friend Sam coming out of his house and waving to him he yelled for him to hold on and slipped inside the house. He realized after awhile he had been holding his father's head to hard, so he placed it on the kitchen table and threw away the clothes around it thank goodness it was alright. He straightened his fathers hair a little and then put his head in the freezer he thought of going back to get the rest of his father's body but it was to much of a risk. But he knew defenetly what he wanted he wanted his mothers head at least so he grabbed a big trash bag and a shovel Sam would gladly be able to help him. He walked out his door and there was Sam waiting for him with an irritating smile, "Sam do you think you could help me with something" Michael said with a serious look on his face. Sam took the smile away from his face seeing that Michael was serious, "what do you need help with" sam asked with a little concern in his voice, Michael grinned "you'll see". Michael and Sam made their way to the graveyard where his mother was buried at, and as soon as they got to Michaels mothers grave Michael started digging for his mothers coffin. "Hey what are you doing we could get in trouble for this" Sam said a little shaking in his voice, Michael ignored him and kept digging. Sam grabbed Michaels arm "I'm serious stop" Michael stopped and turned around to face his friend, "shut up I don't care" Sam looked at his friend and sighed. "Fine do what you want but just know I'm not going to be involved" Sam started walking away "wait look listen, I'll tell you what I'm doing". Sam turned around to listen "I'm digging my mom's coffin up and I'm planning on bringing her home" Sam stared for a while, then he bust oh laughing which offended Michael. "What's so funny" Michael asked a little irritated, Sam stopped laughing "its just so stupid leave that piece of junk in the grave" Michael stared wide eyed. He had never known his best friend to talk bad about his mother, this enraged Michael thinking about other things Sam could of said about his mother behind his back. And without control of what his body was doing he turned around and swung Sam's head off with the shovel that was in his hands, Michael stood wide eyed He had just killed someone. Not just anyone but his best friend sam, and even though he should have felt guilt he didn't and because of that he kept on digging. Finnaly after awhile he felt the shovel hit something hard which he knew as a coffin, he really could have used Sam's strengh to lift the coffin but he killed sam. So with the best of his ability and strengh he lifted the coffin out of the ground, and opened to see a beautifully dressed skeleton known as his mother. He carefully picked up the skull of his mother of course after dusting all the magnets and worms out and off her skull, he then placed it in the black bag he brung with him and pushed the coffin back in the ground. But before he closed the coffin back he placed his friend sams corpse into the coffin with his mothers body hand then closed it and covered it back up with dirt. With that Michaels job was done he put the shovel carefully in the black bag then headed home where he met Sam's mother Martha at his door, "is there a problem ma'am". Martha spun around with a worried crying face, she stared at him for awhile then burst out crying saying " Sam snuck out of the house and I don't know where he is, plus it's getting late". Michael stared at her for a little while then walked past her up to his front door and said "I hope you find your son".

 

Chapter 1

 It was a new morning and it had been 15 years since the incident of Sam and his father's death, well it originally would've been 14 years but since today was his birthday he counted it as 15. He raised himself out of the bed and said good morning to both of his parents skulls, he was combat 21 allowing him to be legal for a lot of things. He decided that sense today was his birthday that it was about time for him to commence his first plan of burning down the hospital, though he first had to find out more about this family member that my mom was visiting. Today was the 21st of April and he had a meeting with nominee hospitals president which he illegally set up, nominee was the hospital his mom was killed at. After the meeting with the president of nominee hospital he would need to meet up with all the founders of the hospital, fortunately there were only two founders. So after his meeting with the president of nominee hospital on the 21st he would have to, meet the two founders on the 22nd and figure out what he needed to do on the 23rd. So with all of this in mind he made himself breakfast which consist of toast, eggs, bacon and a cup of Orange juice, he finished the meal within ten minutes of his time. After his breakfast he got washed and dressed in a grey suit and grabbed a suitcase with nothing but a recorder,pen and a notepad, he had to at least look like he was in there for some serious business and not there to murder a bunch of people. When he was sure he looked decent he grabbed his suitcase and left out for nominee hospital, he got in his car and started up the engine but before he left he took some pills to calm him down. He didn't need to kill anyone until he got all the information that he needed, and at the moment he didnt, so after taking his calming pills that tasted like crap he drove off. He drove as fast as possible because he didn't want to be one second late, which would give him a head start so that he could get on the good side of the president of nominee hospital. When he finally arived he parked his car two blocks from the original building and walked the rest of the way, when he had arrived he had realized that the building had a lot of construction done to it. It kind of suprised but then again it didn't because his founders were filthy rich, in any case he walked into the building where there were family's mostly crying, and some of them praying. It was kind of sad in the case to know that none of them that were in this hospital were going to be saved, they were just going to die off the thought of that pissed Michael off a little. He went up to the front desk where a young lady at least in

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