The Beginning of Death (part 1)

“What should we name this thing?”1

“We should name him Leko. I like the name.”2

“Leko. It sounds like a name for a sissy man’s name. I guess it’s fitting. He looks like he’ll be a big sissy.”3

“Arthur! How can you say such a thing? Our little Leko is only a baby and don’t say that word ever again. You’ll be drawing attention to us, dear.”4

“Who cares? People are looking because you are carrying that freak you call a baby.”5

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People have always wanted to know my story, the whole story from the very beginning. Every man, woman, and even child has asked how a human can ever be so cold, so cruel, and so heartless like I have become? I’ll tell you right now I have always been so. I was born to kill ever since my parents left the hospital with me in my mother’s soft, delicate arms.7

I wasn’t your usually start for a serial killer. I didn’t give any early signs of my murderous side. I didn’t torture or kill animals. On contrary, I loved everything that wasn’t human. Animals were my only friends and family I ever had. My parents were no family to me.8

My father, the one that always have a bottle in his hand, had hated me the moment he saw me. I have a feeling that I wasn’t normal. I believe that he knew I was evil and was eventually going to kill him. He was a smart man for some one that was a drug user and an alcoholic. He made sure that my life was miserable.9

My mother, always doing something my father would tell her to, was never violent. She was always sweet and nice to me but I always had that feeling like she only was nice to me because she was scared that I would turn out like my father.10

They were worthless people, one a coward and one a violent alcoholic druggy. I was born into a messed up family. It was only natural that I would be the messed one of them all.11

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“Boy! Get your damn ass over here now!” Arthur yelled out from his lounge chair. There was no reason to yell as they lived in a trailer but his father had no idea what inside and outside voice was. Leko looked behind him and stared at the back of the torn-up, red and yellow striped lounge chair. He could already guess what his father was wanting now but he called out anyway.13

“Yes daddy?”14

“Get me another one of them beers. You need to fucking pick up the slack. You see that I don’t have a beer, you go get one god damn it.” 15

“Yes daddy.” Leko got up from the floor where he was attempting to color Daffy Duck’s beak. The snack refrigerator was right there by the trailer. He opened the fridge and dropped a Bud Light but he was taken by surprise at what else was in the fridge, a shotgun. This just showed how stupid his father was at hiding something properly. The trailer park didn’t allow any guns on the property. His father had gotten in trouble a couple times for having firearms so the owners regularly checked their trailer. His father was going to get it this time if he didn’t get rid of it soon.16

He had a funny feeling though when he stared at the shotgun. Something about it made him wanted to hold it and pull the trigger. In one hand, he was holding the Bud Light as his other hand was reaching out for the gun. He didn’t know what he would shoot at but all he knew was that he wanted to pull the trigger.17

Blood was pounding through his ears. His breathing was getting heavier. He knew he would be in so much trouble if he was seen holding the shotgun in his hand. 18

“Leko what do you think you are doing?” Leko froze. His hand was only inches away from the handle. Mary came through the door and pulled Leko away from the refrigerator. She glanced at the gun worriedly and quickly shut the door. “What do you think you are doing?” she asked again.19

Leko looked at the beer in his right hand and then held it up to her.20

“Daddy wanted a beer.” Mary sighed as she took the beer out of his hands. Was she thinking that his father wanted the gun? Was she only worried about Leko knowing it was there or worried about what his father might want it for?21

“I’ll go get your father his beer and you go and play in the playground.” She straightened up and gave Leko a small shove with a soft smile on her face. Leko mustered up a smile and walked out of the door. The smile slid off his face when he closed the door behind him. He was confused and that was one thing he didn’t like.22

He stood there in front of their trailer for a good minute or two. He wanted to laugh at the word playground. They lived in the desert. There was no such thing as a playground here. The only thing that could be seen was trailers, dirt, and the distant mountains. He didn’t want to go back into the trailer so soon. He started walking. 23

He was only eight years old but he was well aware of what everything was going on. He knew that his father was drunk right now. He knew that the next time he saw his mother she would have a collection of new bruises but she would do her best to pretend that nothing happened with him. It happened every night and he was sure that it was happening now. She never stood up for herself. Leko wanted to help her but he was a coward.24

Leko looked at the dying sun. Nighttime was starting to take over the sky. In a couple hours, it was going to pitch black. Someone that week had broken all the lights around the camp.25

He looked up ahead to the left to see a group of kids crowding around an object. From what he could tell it were three kids and it looked like they were kicking at something. He cautiously walked over to see what it was. He walked up behind a big, chubby kid and peered over his shoulder. He suddenly wanted to puke. They were terrorizing a mother cat and her kittens.26

The mother was solid black with golden eyes. Her tail was curled around her five kittens. One of them was already dead. Someone had stomped on it. Anger was roaring inside Leko like never before. The mother cat was receiving another brutally kick in the back from the chubby kid that Leko was standing behind. The kid stopped and looked behind him and saw him. He moved aside and motioned him closer.27

“Want to get in on the fun?” he asked. Leko looked at him in horror.28

“You consider this horror fun?” Leko’s voice was cracking as he tried to stay calm. The kid laughed.29

“Oh come on. Try it.” Everyone stopped and stared at Leko.30

“Come on, kick them,” someone piped up. Someone had went behind Leko and gave him a shove. Leko looked at the mother and her four surviving kittens. The mother was on top of them, trying to protect them. She’s risking her life for them. She’s willing to die for them. Doesn’t she know that her death would also be her kittens death? Leko thought. But it doesn’t have to end so.31

Leko looked around at them with a murderous look that he never wore before.32

“Who has a bat?” he growled. One of the boys looked at him in disbelief and raised his hand. 33

“I have one.”34

“Go get it,” Leko ordered. The kid turned and ran back to his trailer. Leko looked around him. There were six of them around the same age of him. He looked back at the mother. Her eyes were staring into his. Did she know of his plan? Would she approve of what she was going to witness? The kid returned with a metal bat.35

“I stolen this a while back from a baseball game down the road,” he said breathlessly. He handed the bat over to Leko. He grabbed hold of the cool handle of the bat. He twirled it around a couple times. It could do some serious damage.36

“Come on and do it. Smash their heads in,” the fat kid spoke out. 37

“Do it! Do it!” All three of them started to chant. Leko walked closer to the mother. She gave out a hiss and a weak swipe with her paw. He could hear the kittens squeaking pitifully from underneath her. He raised the bat of his head. 38

“Forgiving me…” he whispered, “…for I am about to sin.” He swung the bat to the left and smashed the fat kids face in. The kid fell down holding his bloody nose.39

“Whaw yow dwing?” the kid asked in shock. Leko only answered with another blow to the kid’s head. He put all his strength into it. When the bat made contact, he heard a loud crack. The body was motionless. He swung around and saw the five kids frozen where they stood. 40

“You…you killed him,” the kid that had given him the bat said. Leko slowly walked over to them. The two of them started to back away from him. Leko stopped. The bat was held tightly in his hand.41

“Are you scared of me?” Leko asked. He could see the terror in their eyes. They couldn’t even scream for help. One of them nodded. Leko had tried hard not to smile. Something about the fact that there was someone was afraid of him made him feel giddy. Their lives were in the palm of his hands. Leko started walking toward them slowly.42

“Shhh…” he placed a finger over his lips. “It was an accident. If you look closely, he is still breathing. Come on, both of you look for yourself if you don’t believe me.” Leko moved aside and motioned them to look. They looked at him suspiciously. Leko dropped the bat and kicked it away from them. 43

They looked at him with some relief now that he was unarmed. They now ran over to the body.44

“Cody! Cody wake up!” they started shaking him. There was no response. They looked at each other. “He’s dead,” they said at the same time.45

“Of course,” came a reply from behind him. The one that had given him the bat whipped around but it was too late. Leko had him by the jaw and twisted. The boy dropped to the ground and Leko turned toward the other kid and punched him hard in the face before he could react any quicker than his friend did. He stumbled back but Leko ran at him and kicked him hard in the shins.46

A scream escaped his mouth but it was cut off with the sound of a bat swinging. Everything was done. Blood had splattered over the front of his clothes from the blows he had given to the two boys. He dropped the bat beside the kid.47

“Forgive me…” he whispered, “for now I have sinned.” He looked back behind him and saw the mother and the four kittens. They hadn’t moved a muscle during the whole thing. Leko got onto his hands and knees and crawled cautiously toward them.48

“Shhh. It’s going to be ok,” he whispered softly. His hand stretched out in front of him as he got closer. “You and your babies are safe now.” The mother looked at him with curiosity. She leaned her head closer to him to sniff his hand.49

“I’m a friend. You don’t have to fear me. I will be your protector,” Leko said softly as she licked a finger. He got closer and started petting her gently. As he petted her, he was able to find all her wounds. They were only kicking her hard enough to cause great pain but soft enough so it didn’t kill her. Monsters, he thought angrily. He looked at the one that was crushed. It felt like someone had yanked out a piece of his heart even though he never knew the kitten.50

He started digging a hole beside him with his hands. The kitten needed a grave before the birds came. He dug his nails into the dirt and dug. The sun was completely gone when he dug a deep enough hole. He gentle grabbed hold of the little kitten and placed it in the hole. The mother laid there and watched him pushed back the dirt. The remaining kittens were out from under their mother and exploring.51

From what he could tell, none of them was seriously hurt. No broken bones, no blood. The mother had protected them well. He got up from his knees. He should have been home a long time ago. He still had the issue with where to hide the bodies.52

It was a stroke of luck that no one was around. What should he do with them? He couldn’t bury them. It was a lot of work just digging a hole for the kitten. There was no way he could bury three bodies with just his hands. Not to mention someone was bound to be looking for them soon. He couldn’t leave them there either.53

He looked around and spotted the garbage container that was shared in the park. The garbage truck was going to be coming tomorrow and it was big enough to fit all three of them in there. He looked at the mother. Her eyes were glowing.54

“I have no choice but to put them in there. I’m sure someone will find them but hopefully by then I will know what to do when that happens. Keep a look out, will you?” The mother just looked at him but he felt that she understood what he was saying.55

He grabbed hold of the fat kids feet and started dragging it toward the garbage. He figured it took about an hour to get all three of them, including the bat, in the garbage. He made sure to put some trash over them in case someone looked in. He was time for him to go back to the trailer. He wasn’t worried about his parents seeing his clothes all bloody. He could just tell them he was in a fight. Neither one could care less about anything that dealt with him.56

He looked back at the mother cat. Her kittens were surrounding her as she lay there comfortably. She hadn’t moved while he was moving the bodies. He walked over to here and gave her a pat on the head.57

“Find me if you ever need help,” he whispered. He couldn’t believe he was talking to a cat but he couldn’t help but feel that she knew what he was saying. We looked at her thoughtfully.58

“You need a name. How about Meeko? That way it’s Leko and Meeko?” The mother started to purr. He laughed. “Meeko it is then and we’ll decide on the kittens’ names later.” He turned around and headed back to the trailer.59

Today was just a start of his transformation. Today was the day where the beast within him was released out of its cage.60