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Chapter 3 - Chapter 2: The End of the Ordinary

My life was never ordinary, my childhood littered with violence. My dad never trusted my mom, he was paranoid, scared of death and monsters to the point that he released his pent up anger on my mom. He always listened to conspiracy theories, he believed as if they were a divine message from God himself. He rambled on and on about monsters and how the government is hiding facilities where they create monsters to unleash to humans for entertainment. He bought weapons and set up security cameras, and was suspicious of anything, especially my mother. Any time she did something bad, made a slip-up, made a mistake… She got hit and questioned if she was a doppelganger or government spy. One day, I remember this well, during 3rd grade, my dad picked me up for school. I was confused, usually my mom picked me up, but when I arrived home there was no trace of my mother. There were signs of a struggle, photos were shattered, ceramic shards littering the ground, and a lot of stuff was missing. She left… probably fed up with the pain she's received and the husband she married. I don't know where she went, or if she's even okay, but I do know one thing. I know that this moment was the start of it all. The fear, my antisocial personality, my lack of friends. 

School was fine at first, I used it as a safe haven away from home, it was where I could escape. It was fine… until it wasn't. During seventh grade, one day I just started being tormented by Ethan and his crew. He used to be a good kid, I talked to him a couple times, but then he got into soccer and became your normal bully. I never saw him as the bully type, but I guess his parents didn't raise him right, or even at all. Most days I tried to avoid them, but you can't avoid the inevitable, I had to run into them eventually. Every time I crossed their paths, they played some sort of prank on me, but that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was that I wasn't memorable at all, outside of bullying me, I was nothing, a nobody. A ghost, they didn't even know my name even though I've been in their classes for years! It pissed me off, school pissed me off! 

But there was one sunray in the darkness, Jessica Clipton. Just like Ethan, I've known her for years, and we have even talked a couple times. Sure, it was a project where we randomly got assigned together (I prayed extra that day) but I've always had a crush on her. She was cute, but the best part was she was nice! She never picked on ugly girls or spread rumours, she was a normal human being in this world full of psychos. Today, everything came crashing down. Usually, I sit next to Jessica by myself so I can get a good look. Nothing usually happens, but today was different, she actually went up towards me and told me to go with her. I thought today was the day, the day my prayers were answered, but in fact, it was the day I realized there was no God. She led me to a corner, I thought a confession was about to happen, but then Ethan and his posse jumped me. Out of all the times I've been harassed, this was the worst of them all. Jessica got with Ethan, right in front of me, and all I could do was watch as my last fruit of happiness got taken away. I can't go to school, I can't go home, what could I do? Is there a place for me to go? I wish, I just wish mom was here, so I could run to her, so she could hug me, and I can tell her what happened. She would care for me and tell me everything's going to be alright… but this is reality. Reality is cruel, reality is harsh, and reality sure ain't fair. 

IT'S NOT FAIR. It's not fair that Ethan gets popular just because he plays a sport, it's not fair that my childhood sucked because of my parents, it's not fair that I got dealt a terrible hand while Ethan over there had a royal flush. I never thought I would have to use it, I usually put it in there for self defence. A lightweight rifle, taken from my dad's armory. I've used it before, usually in a forest. Shooting a deer was one thing, but today was the day I shot something malicious. It was as if God himself reached out to me, a sunray shined on my final revenge. Revenge against everything and everyone, against the world itself. My whole life I was a shadow, now I am the light that will cast them. I will purge this world of people like Ethan even if it costs me my own life. The world will call me a villain, but I'll die a happy man knowing that I am a hero. My entire life has led me to this moment, I'll see you mom… I'll see you again. 

Elliot had only blood in his head, violence filled his thoughts. Even with such terrible thoughts, the biggest smile grew on his face, the moment he entered the cafeteria again everyone stared. For a singular second, there was a moment of peace. It was just an entire cafeteria of people staring at a weird looking kid, his face covered in tears and snot, yet smiling as he carried a- 

"AAAAAAAAH!" screamed a random girl, the first to notice what he was holding. Every single person recognized the object in his hand, their eyes widened and survival instincts kicked in, causing droves of people to run out the cafeteria. No one looked back, if they did, they would see that Elliot pointed it at one table, one table at the cafeteria. He wasn't here for innocent people, he wasn't a villain, rather he would be the unsung hero. The people there, frozen in fear, knew exactly what was going through Elliot's head the moment they saw what he had. Today was the day they died. From Elliot's perspective, he felt powerful. For the first time ever, throughout the whole span of his life, he had power. It was such a sweet feeling, he was a baby eating a piece of candy for the first time. I understand it now, why people do so many terrible things for power. It feels… amazing. 

No hesitation, nothing was stopping him, he pulled the trigger and let death flow through his enemies. He was usually used to shooting, but his accuracy was sometimes off. This time was different, it was as if his body prepared for this exact moment. No shaking or recoil, just cold precision and handling. Blood splattered everywhere, holes appeared on their body turning them into just chunks of flesh. Elliot kept it steady, laughing and laughing and laughing, he looked as if he was high. No remorse was found, not a single shrivel of it, only happiness and malice was present. Their faces of terror, it was worth it all. After a little bit, nothing came out, he was out of bullets. He looked at the corpses, getting a final good look he realized something. One, two, three… Where is he, where is he, WHERE IS HE?! WHERE IS ETHAN?

 Ethan Marshall was nowhere to be found. Ethan had more toned survival skills, especially after the monster attack. The instant he saw Elliot, he booked it without a look behind him. The rest of the group couldn't react fast enough and got frozen in fear. At this moment, he was still running away from the school. It was a bit overkill, but you could never be TOO safe. Elliot dropped his weapon on the ground, his once prideful look now covered with confusion. In the euphoria of revenge, he forgot to take a good look around him. Footsteps of boots were heard going towards him, he knew what that meant. He started fidgeting, running his fingers through his hair. This can't be happening, he's supposed to be a part of the pile, he's the ringleader, he should be NOTHING right now. Di-did I fail? Again? It's always like this, he always wins in the end. There's no justice in the world, it just isn't fai- Elliot could never finish that thought, in fact it would be the last thing he would ever think. Warm blood dripped down his forehead, covering his eyes as he collapsed. The harshness of reality penetrated his head, killing him instantly. The cops finally arrived, wasting no time in eliminating the threat. The officer put back his gun and turned on his radio, "Target is down." Elliot's now dead body stared up at the ceiling, pupils still dilated, the very final emotion he ever felt would be confusion, confusion of it all, confusion of how the world works. Cops swarmed into the area, groaning when they saw the dead bodies of Derek, Jessica, and AJ. Treefall High would never be ordinary after this. Elliot Freeman may have died, but little did he know he would play an important part in changing the lives of Ethan and Clawster forever… 

Clawster and Elliot's dad are seen watching the same conspiracy video about monsters. Coincidentally, they both thought of parallel things while watching the video. 

"I wonder what Ethan's doing right now." 

"I wonder what Elliot's doing right now." 

-End of Chapter 2-

To be continued…

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