Fade To Black

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It was dark & lonely night. No one for miles was in sight except for a man who was standing besides a lamppost down Randolph Street in Detroit City. He was wearing a black overcoat, unusual, seeing it was summer. He was wearing a hat that was covering his half face as to hide it but it failed to hide the scar. The scar that was reaching his chin was bloody red seems fresh yet old enough bearing the instances that were as dreadful as the scar itself. He was a thin man with sallow skin & shoulder length black hair which frames his hair. He was smoking with smoke flying in the dark night & his other hand was in his pocket seems like he was holding onto something. Then a car can be seen from distance. It came to halt in front of the lamppost. A man dressed very similar stepped out of the car. He was shaking; sweat can be seen from his forehead. He was terrified. He spoke in a quivering voice “I am sorry Vincent” Vincent lifted his cold, black eyes and replied in a very slow & hissing tone “You hurted me Nathan, you know I hate liars & people who betray me” “Yes, I didn’t do it intentionally, I admit it was my fault, please forgive me” “Since I was born no one ever shown me mercy, I was always betrayed now I hate people who backstab me” Vincent replied in a fierceful voice, with this he shove his burning cigarette into the forehead of Nathan who shrieked with pain and agony. Then Vincent pulled out his gun & shot 2 bullets through the forehead of Nathan. He soaked into the pool of blood & was dead before he hit the ground. Vincent pulled another cigarette from his pocket, light it & murmured to himself “You wasted my one cigarette; I always tell people do not hurt me, Why they hurt me Gary?” & then he turned & started walking in the opposite direction humming his favorite song

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Introduction Prologue………………………………………….........................1 I ………………......3

Leave Me Alone……………………….

II Burn In My Fury…………………………………………...7 III

The First Kill……………………………………….

……….14 IV The Burning Of Inocencia…………………………….22 V The Apostles Of Campadre…………………………..30 VI ……

That’s How You Kill…………………………………….

VII Rising Of Mane ……………………………………………….. VIII The Ghosts Of Past……………………………………………. IX The Strange Truth………………………………………………. X The Act Of Cowardice………………………………………… XI The Secret Helper……………………………………………… XII Search And Destroy………………………………………….. XIII The Graveyard…………………………………………………. XIV The Betrayal……………………………………………………. XV I Am Gabriel Sol……………………………………………… Epilogue…………………………………………………………… …………

Chapter 1 “Leave Me Alone”

“Kill me, I said kill me, do you have guts to shoot right in between my eyes, you fucking coward? You don’t have it, admit it, you will always remain like this good for nothing, a piece of shit, always a subject of people’s jokes. You are born so people can laugh at you.” And Stan began to laugh, spitting on Vincent’s face. He was kneeling down in front of Vincent, bleeding everywhere. Vincent was holding a gun to his forehead. He was sweating profusely & shouting continuously “SHUT UP”. His voice was shaking, his hands were trembling. “Come on shoot me asshole, fuck you” these words proved to be the last words of Stan as a shot can be heard which echoed in the room. Stan’s eyes filled with red, his face wearing the shocked look, he fell to the ground. Vincent woke up, all shook up. He was always haunted by this nightmare of his first kill. He can still feel the pain, the agony that Stan felt at that time, the fear he felt at that time not to mention the excitement of killing his first pray. Yes, he thought, he was scared at the same time he felt good of

getting rid of a person he hated by killing him with his own hands. Oh what a feeling it was! The pleasure he thought and suddenly a queer smile came to his face & he rested his head to the back wall & immersed in the thoughts of who Stan was? Several images were crossing his mind one after another. “Why are you so dumb?” And children began to laugh at a kid wearing big glasses who was on the verge of crying. He was shouting at them “Leave me alone”. A boy lying on the bed looking scared and petrified. There were voices coming of laughing. “Consider this your goodbye gift, Vincent” and a shriek “NOOOOOO”, more laughing. A female voice rang “Do you still love me my Vincy?” Face of Stan flashed “Keep away from her, asshole; otherwise you will suffer the consequences.” “You will keep crying like this, that’s your destiny” “I love you, Stella. Please don’t do this to me” “I never said you to love me” “HOW CAN YOU DO THIS TO ME? I THOUGHT YOU WERE MY FRIENDS” More laughing rang in his ears. He opened his eyes and he looked at the window. He thought he heard something but he ignored it. Vincent got out of bed as he was hungry. It was four in the morning. He took milk and started pouring it into the glass. He was just about to drink it, when he heard something again. He rolled his eyes which peered through the window where he can see the shadow of someone. He jumped out of the chair, pulled the gun out of his pocket, which he always keeps in it, paced towards the window. He opened it & glanced out but there was not a soul around. “Who is it?” “I don’t know Gary, I must’ve been seeing things.” replied Vincent “Don’t be stupid there was definitely someone, I saw it too” “Should I go outside & have a look” “Leave it, let’s eat something”

With this Vincent returned back to what he started. The clock was ticking & Vincent was sitting on the chair lost in his own thoughts. Vincent never got rid of the ghosts of his past, he still used to think of his horrible childhood, and much more terrible life afterwards it. People say life is an illusion that everything is temporary. Nothing stays nor the happy times nor the sad ones. Then why, the question he always asks, this loneliness, this sadness stays with him forever. Why doesn’t it pass? Then he chuckled & began to start laughing nodding his head & slowly caressing his neck which had Swastika mark on it. Why life has been so cruel to him? He began to gaze at the walls, the empty room & its contents. The sofa where he remember he stabbed Mr. Scott Johnson or the sculpture of a lady holding a torch by which he killed Mr. Morris or the front wall on which Miss Susan died with her head banged onto it 20 times or the famous painting of Triumph Of Death which has a bullet mark in it which passed through the forehead of Mr. Harleson or the mirror which had no glass in it as it got broken when Miss Manson was thrown at it. Had there ever been any happy times here? Or just skeletons in the closet trying to come out & images of people that never leave him. He lived in this house for 10 years completely alone. First he used to live with his mother, the person he loved most in the whole world, after her death he moved into this house. He didn’t know where his father or two siblings were. He never contacted them maybe because he never wanted to show them the state he was in nor did they ever care to find out. “Why are people so mean to me Gary?” the question he used to ask Gary everyday. “Because they don’t understand you Vince, they don’t” “Why am I so alone?” “You are not alone; I will always be with you” “Thanks, I am so glad that you are with me” This was the conversation that nearly happen everyday, a type of assurance that Vincent needed from Gary. This makes existence of Gary even more realistic. “Why do you care about people? They made you suffer enough, now its time you come out of this web & make them suffer”

“I am doing that & its making me happy but i still feel there’s something missing, something valuable, what is it Gary, What Is It? This hunger is not leaving me alone; it’s possessing me, Help Me!” “You know what it is? Don’t you. And unless you do something about it you won’t be satisfied” “Do you think I can do that? Do you think I have it in me?” “People always told you, you are not capable of this or that, they always tried to bring you down, and you always underestimated yourself, but you’ve accomplished so much, you’ve proved yourself my dear Vince. You can do anything you want, you can get anything you want, you can kill anyone you want. Believe in yourself as God believes in you, I believe in you.” “So you think time has come” “It will when you want it to come, do not get steered by time, do not wait for the right circumstances, get up & make right circumstances for you. Take action & show the world what you really are.” A surge of excitement flew through Vincent’s body & he felt the same burning sensation that he felt when he first pulled the trigger. “It will be difficult, you know” “Had life ever given you something easily? Then how can you expect from it this time? Expectations kills Vincent, you know it better than anybody. Do it what is it to be done, relieve your madness & let them burn in it.” “Tell me are you afraid of dying?” “How can I be Gary? This life has given me more pain than death can ever give. I am amazed that I am still living possibly because of this one thing that needs to be taken care of. And I promise I won’t back out like I did before. It’s not too late, is it Gary?” “It’s not, it’s the right time, give them what serves them right.” “But before we do something we need a plan. Do you have something in mind?” “Yes as a matter of fact I do”

A smile crossed Vincent’s face; his face glowed, His eyes piercing through the eyes of Monalisa, the portrait hanging right in front of him, his scar looking as bloody red as ever & his grip on the gun tightened.

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