Chapter 1: Death Comes First

Chapter 1: Death Comes First

It was a sunny day in Florida.

A perfect day to go out on the beach, a perfect day to have fun with your friends. A perfect day to do whatever you wanted.

But not everyone enjoyed that freedom. There were people that had no choice but to sit in a dark room, contemplating their lives.

Joseph Knox was one of them. And he wasn't there by choice. No, he had finally been caught.

From a young age, he had always loved to see how other living beings bled, to see the light get snuffed out from their eyes. It was a strange thing, and he knew that it wasn't right.

But the rush he felt whenever a little bird fell from its nest, or the calmness of mind he gained from seeing rabbits being hunted down by hawks... It was cathartic.

His parents could've been described as un-involved, as they had abandoned him not long after his birth. He was an orphan, and no one truly wanted to give him a home.

Maybe it was due to his gaze that sometimes managed to creep out most of the people near him. Or maybe it was simply the vibe he gave off, which made people behave strangely around him.

But a foster house wasn't all that bad. No one cared about him, and he cared about no one else besides himself.

That was how he was brought up. And day after day, his desires grew, more and more out of control.

There was no one there to help him deal with that, he had no one near him that could understand his thoughts. So, at some point, he stopped holding back.

Like most killers, the need to escalate his actions became more and more pronounced as time passed. His usual vices no longer being enough to satisfy his mind.

He went from killing small animals to killing slightly larger animals. It wasn't difficult, and it wasn't hard to get away with it.

Then he eventually upgraded to humans, whenever even that couldn't quite scratch the itch.

He went on a killing spree that completely shocked the world. Starting small, but ending up... Not quite as small, some would even say that he went global.

Travelling all around the world and killing a lot of politicians, he always aimed high, not satisfied with just killing prostitutes or regular people. Although he did kill plenty of those as well.

No, he wanted to kill people that could make a difference in the world. For a few years, he was believed to be the deadliest assassin in the world, known in the underworld simply as Joseph.

He never bothered hiding his identity as he had never bothered living a normal life after he flew off the handle. He spent most of his time in the lawless zones of the world, travelling undercover and even getting cosmetic surgery a few times.

To Joseph though, it was just strange, staring death in the face while feeling so many cold gazes on him.

In a sense, he felt a sense of regret as the policemen were preparing for his execution.

'Have I really lived this life? Did I truly throw away everything in order to give in to my desires? What could I have become, in this life, had I stuck to a stronger set of morals?'

Joseph looked at the lightbulb hanging over his head with a strange smile.

'What's the use in thinking about that now? Someone like me simply was never meant for this world...' He looked back at the ground as he heard the policemen finish their preparations.

And, with that, without any more courtesy, and without any other formality. The policemen in charge simply pulled the lever.

Joseph looked at the one-way window that spectators were supposed to be behind. He was able to see his reflection without any issue, only slightly obstructed by his overgrown black hair.

The next thing Joseph felt was pain, he felt as if he was being burnt alive, but he couldn't move. Out of reflex, he struggled against the restraints placed on him.

He managed to break the restraints from one of his wrists after putting enough effort into it. But it was already too late.

Joseph could feel his heart stop as the officers around him also prepared a firing line, just in case. He simply looked at the ground for a bit, blood dripping out of his mouth and eyes.

It was a painful few seconds for Joseph, but it wasn't anything he wasn't used to already.

And with that, Joseph Knox was pronounced dead. Executed by Electric Chair.

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