EDIT: Hello there! This prologue was completed remade!

So if you are new reader and wonder why some comment don't add up, it's simply because of that! Or because they were wrong at the start... Maybe? Also...

WARNING This work of fiction is highly disturbing, with description of violence among others, so if your no good with that please don't read it!

That's it! I hope for those who read it you will enjoy it! If not, well, sorry about that...

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Prologue - "The little bastard"

Good day to you, Rick speaking. Well not that you know me... But if we come from the same world you maybe heard of me as a murderer or the second coming of jack the ripper, maybe? Sadly I will never know the name the media gave me as I died the day the cops discovered my lair... I died, sure, but right now I'm a baby, well, yeah, I also think it's screwed up, but what can I say? Some goddess suddenly appeared saying something about taking a liking to me and just throw me inside a new body before I could protest... But anyway let me give you a short lecture on my life so far, or should I say previous life? It's pretty confusing...

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Eighteen years ago, in the beautiful city of London, was born little Rick.

It was a beautiful day for the family and some of them even started to cry while looking at the little crying face of the newborn baby whom lungs were hurting from his first breath of fresh air. And so the family became one of 5, a modest, small and happy family. Rick was born the last boy of a fratery of three brothers, unlike most brothers their ages, Rick brothers were gentles and even doted on him a lot, no really, Rick didn't have any complain as to the family he was born into.

From outside everyone who would look at this family would thought, it's was the embodiment of a happy and simple family. A gentle and beautiful mother, a hard working and cool looking father, and three talented little boys who each showed promise in their ones paths since a young ages. The oldest Patrick was an excellent sportsman and showed great talent in soccer, the second brother Loyd was more of an artist, and his paints started to appear in gallery when he was only 10 years old! As for the last one... Rick... He was born with an inhuman beauty, everyone who looked at him couldn't help but feel charmed, always wearing a bright smile on his face, Rick was soon recruited by a talent agency when he was 8 years old and debuted as a model... But let's go back on that at a latter time, let's first talk about Rick... True face...

Unlike what peoples would feels when seeing his smile, thinking he was a joyous and energetic little boy, the truth was that Rick was unable to feel most emotions. Even trough he was showered with love, he couldn't love his family back, for him they were just strangers he was living with... Nothing could move the little Rick black heart, but he had a moment he enjoyed a little, as strange as it could seem, his favorite moment in a day since he was a baby was when his mother was cooking for the family, who would have guessed? Everyday Rick stared at his mother as she was cooking, and seeing that, her only reaction was to smile back at him thinking he was just a little boy looking at his mother. How wrong she was, it came to him when he became a 5 years old child... It wasn't cooking he loved to see, it was the knifes his mother wielded as she was cutting or peeling aliments, that was so fascinating for him.

When he discovered that there was something on this earth that could move him even a little, Rick felt joy for the first time since he was born. But most of all he wanted to hold one of those blades with his own hands! But how should he proceed? His mother was always cautious with him as he was still a small child and the kitchen knifes were all in a drawer too high for his small body. His childish mind then made a plan, it was simple, really. Everyday at the same hour, his mother would go out staying near the house to discuss with the others housewives of the neighborhood. He would take this chance to use one of the chair in the kitchen to reach the drawer containing the treasures, like said before, it was a really simple plan, but remember, at the time Rick was only 5 years old...

Waiting for his chance, he stayed in the living room as to not raise his mother suspicion and waited patiently for her to leave...

*Clack*

As he heard the front door opening then closing with a 'Clack', he rushed to the kitchen not wanting to waist any second and take the risk to see his mother back before he could achieve his plan.

Dragging one of the kitchen chairs who was too heavy for him to lift, he finally brought it in front of the drawer and started to climb it, as he slowly opened the drawer containing the treasures he seek, you could seen stars gather in his eyes.

When he saw those blade neatly arranged in a row, he felt a shiver up his spine, they were beautiful... The sea, rainbows, or amazing pictures, not one of those things most peoples felt beautiful was ever able to move Rick heart, but those kitchen knifes in front of him where incredible to his eyes. Not able to contain himself anymore he took one of them in his hand, and as he was now wielding the small blade he could feel an amazing sensation invading his brain, ecstasy... Unable to hold his feeling he started to slash the air as it made a pleasant sound in his ears.

*Blam*

And how surprised he was when he was able to cut a corner of the chair he was standing one with a simple twist of his wrist. The sensation as he cut it was simply the most amazing thing, he wanted to cut! More and more!

But as he was now smiling a heartfelt smile for the first time in his life, he completely forgot about his mother, who, when searching for him found him in the kitchen, holding a much too dangerous item for someone his age.

While screaming from fear that her little baby hurt himself, she ran to him and took by force the knife he was still holding before throwing it away and hug the little boy. She patted every inch of his body searching for a wound while asking him if he was hurt somewhere, but as she saw he didn't have any wound on him she sighed from relief before crying while hugging him.

How annoying, was the only thing thought Rick at the time...

She then brought him back to his bedroom before lecturing him for a hour, and after she made sure he was asleep, gone back to the kitchen to clean the mess, and as she did she found something strange... The backrest part of the chair the boy was standing on, was in little pieces on the floor... And that is how the little Rick, became the little bastard...

After this incident his mother secured the drawer with a lock so a child can't open it, but the little bastard had other plan to obtain blade, the first one he collected was a box-cutter, yeah it's nothing amazing, but hey... Every hero start with crappy equipment.

As first the boy used is collection to cut inanimate thing, like woods planks, box or stacks of papers, but soon the feeling of wanting to cut something alive rose in him. It was growing at such a pace that he was soon only able to think about that. So one night as he was coming back from a photo-shoot, he choose his first victim, it was a small and sick rat he captured the day before. He kept it hidden inside a box in his bedroom, the little bastard now 10 years old took the box and gone out of the house with a small hunting knife hidden in a pocket inside his jacket.

Rick walked along smalls streets for a moment avoiding peoples view until reaching a deserted dead-end, there, was a trap-door hidden on the floor to whom he put a padlock as to not let intruder in. It was a cellar the little bastard found with pure luck, inside this cellar was three giant refrigerator who looked like lab ones, apart from this there was a small table near them but nothing else, it was a pretty big cellar and Rick really didn't know who owned it, but when he found the trap door as he was searching somewhere he could hid himself from peoples view, the trapdoor looked clearly abandoned since tenth of years as it was completely rusted and even the padlock on it was so rusted it broke with a single kick. Inside everything was dusty and the three refrigerator looked like giant block of rust at the time. But Rick took care of everything and cleaned them, why would he took care of those lump of metal? Because he would have a use for them soon enough...

This place didn't have any electricity so he left a small torch on the table to use as lamppost, not really effective... But good enough for now, since he didn't need the refrigerators or more lights, for now, it was good enough. After putting the box with the rummaging rat inside, on the floor, Rick took the knife he was hiding in his jacket and put it on the table with the others. He didn't bring it only to use it on the rat but also to leave it here with the rest of his collection. Now it's time to play...

He put on his hands the working glove he stole from his father that was much to big for him but still served their purposes and opened the box, inside the rat looked at him with fear and tried to run away from this giant predator, scratching the border of the plastic box as he was trying to get out of it. The little bastard grope it by the neck without fear since he had his gloves on and put it on the table, the poor thing struggled in his hand trying to escape it's fate. But Rick stabbed him with one of it's knife before it could succeed... The little bastard really enjoyed himself there... Ripping it apart and slashing it's body. Luckily for the rat it died quickly and didn't had to suffer long, but the little bastard didn't even knew that and continued until the rat was no more than a puddle of blood, gore and fur. When he finished, Rick was just looking absent minded at what he did while breathing heavily, taking a life was not only fun but also interesting was what he thought as he saw what was left of his victim... And as he was cleaning himself and throwing away the rest of the rat that he put in a plastic bag well sealed, the only thing Rick could think about, was, what would be next?

And so it escalated quickly from there, first he killed birds and other small animals that was living in the street, but then he attacked things in bigger size, he first attacked cats that was roaming freely, it was simple as now he was armed with a taser, first he knock them out in the night, then bring them to his lair, and finally kill it with his collection. Then he attacked stray dogs, it was really different as unlike most things he killed until now they were fighting back, but Rick didn't like to fight he just loved to kill, so after having to fight the first one he started to use trick on the next ones and kill them on the spot before they could do anything. But there was a problem of doing thing like that, the neighborhood was now plagued with stray dogs corpses and it wasn't the first strange incident near here as there was before that a lot of small animals corpses discovered in trash bins and then peoples pets cats also started to disappear, but with this incident it became to big of a case, that the police could leave alone, and so they were now after the culprit, that they were scarred would go further in his murderous rampage... But they were unable to find him for years...

Izaak was now 16 Years old, it was at that age that he killed another human for the first time. It all started when the talent agency forced him to pass an audition for the main role in a action movie, as the agency knew that Rick was interested in martial art and was not only agile but had also a well trained body, he would be perfect for the role, with his beautiful face that became one that women couldn't leave alone anymore they were sure he would pass the audition, and so he did. And that's how the little bastard became an actor, not only he had the perfect body he was also an impressive liar, as all his life was a lie, so actor was something perfect for him. But it wasn't what Rick thought, for him it was just a pain in the ass, he didn't want to be too much of a celebrity as it would hinder his 'hobby', even as a model he refused a lot of jobs that would have made him much more know to the public and kept being model for not well know magazine... But when he first refused to go to the audition, the agency talked to his parents and told them it would be the best course of action for his future... And so his parents forced him to pass the audition, Rick knew that it would look too abnormal if he insisted of not going and so he did, and passed...

The family then became one of three well know brothers, it was a true success story that any parents would dream off. The first son became one of the ace of the national soccer team, the second became one of the most recognized painter of his time, and the last one, became a actor that everyone wanted in their movies... Some even came to him to turn their movies as Rick, refused to turn in any movie that would make him travel out of his country...

For most it would have been a dream... But not for the little bastard! For him it was a nightmare! Not only paparazzi, even women stalker was after him... How was he able to kill when he became under this much surveillance?! Stress kept piling up and the little bastard now, wanted to kill more than ever. So he made a plan, at night using his agility he leaved the house by running from roofs to roofs and gone straight to a quarter of the city well know for being somewhere normal peoples shouldn't go to, as it was the part of the town with the highest criminal record, but it was also where the little bastard lair was, as they moved house since the three brother became celebrity it became farther than before but was still at a distance he could walk to, as he entered the street in the middle of the night that was full of drunk men and prostitutes, he approached one of them, it was a girl he tracked for a long time before, as to check her background and also to know her schedule.

She was an immigrant with no family who looked around 25, perfect for a first victim as her only acquaintance were others prostitutes who won't call the cops if she were to disappear. Perfect indeed... As he approached her she recognized him and told him she was one of his biggest fan, so it was easy to make her follow him without asking question as she was really happy to be able to 'work' with a celebrity and pretty boy for once. He brought her to the dead-end where the trap-door to his lair was, and as the woman thought they were here for her 'work' she approached him while caressing his body, but as she was licking the nape of his neck, she finally looked at his face, and when she saw his eyes and smile she fell to the floor from fear... It was the eyes of a monster and the smile of a devil, as she was going to scream for help understanding she was in danger, Rick knocked her out with a straight punch to the chin, as she fell unconscious he entered his lair while having her on the shoulder.

When she woke up, she tried to move but was unable to as she was attached to the ceiling by irons chains. She then looked around wondering what happened, but when she saw what was covering the wall a shiver ran through her spine. It was blades, an amazing collection of blades... Their was every types you can thing of, from medieval swords to Chinese bladed spears, and even small scythes, but that wasn't the most shocking thing here, it was the fact that the one who brought her here was starting to get in the nude putting his cloths into a vinyl bag and was preparing thing to wash himself. Why would he do that? The prostitute quickly understood as she remembered how he looked like before he stun her, and most of all, the bloodied table and blades were a good hint... That's right, the reason why he was now in the nude was because he didn't want to have stains of blood on his cloths... As she understood what was going to happen she screamed in the loudest voice she could, but as her mouth was gagged all that came of it was muffled moans. Looking at her fear the little bastard couldn't help but feel enjoyment, it was nothing like with animals, her face of fear was beautiful... He walked along the wall looking at the blades, this collection was his pride and the only reason he was working...

Now he wondered with what he should start... 'Okay! Let's start with that!' Was what Rick said out loud while taking a short hunting knife, and approached his victim with a sick smile. And he started to stab her legs, sometime between stab he would open the wound with his hands, curious as what a human really looked like inside, and he continued for a long time, but in his excitement he killed the poor woman before he could do everything he wanted. He was pretty sad he couldn't even open her stomach before she died, but he did it anyway after that to satisfy his sick curiosity... After that he put her dismembered body parts in vinyl bags and hid them in one of the giant refrigerator, who was now working like the lights inside thanks to the generator working on fuel he installed in his lair.

And that was how the little bastard killed his first human being... After that he killed a lot of different human, sometime it was dangerous stalker who tried to kill him, sometime it was normal fan, sometime it was a simple bystander, sometime someone old, sometime a child. He didn't seem to stop...

But the day of his 18th birthday, a stop was made to his rampage...

As the little bastard came back to his family house exhausted from work, he opened the door and was surprised to see his house in total darkness, he proceeded to the living room, and that was when...

*BANG* *BANG* *BANG*

"Happy Birthday Rick!"

All his family and 'friends' appeared while making pop party poppers, before that, Rick even forget it was his birthday and really didn't care about it, but playing the good son and friend he showed a smile while making it look like he was really happy and surprised. But for ounce even the little bastard somewhat enjoyed the party, his mother started to cry and being all emotional as she was seeing her little baby becoming an adult, after that emotional moment his father, brothers and fake friends started to tease him for still not having any girlfriend and at that his mother intervened saying thing like 'it's alright for him to stay a mama boy!' making everyone laughs. No, really, it's was a good party... But some just can't read the mood...

*BLLAAMMMM*

Suddenly everybody turned around in shock from the sudden noise they heard, it's was policemen who slammed the door open, they all entered the house while wearing kevlar and a sturdy helmet and was pointing guns at everyone in the room...

"Police! Everyone don't move!"

It sounded more like a villain that actual policemen, but they looked really nervous and was ready to shoot anyone that would made a sudden move, while at gun points everyone at the party started to wonder what the hell was happening, everyone but Rick...

So they discovered my lair? Was the only reaction Rick had at that scene.

One by one the policemen made Rick family and friend lay down on the floor with their hands behind their heads, but as policeman was approaching Rick to put him on the floor by force, the policeman was first felling relieved to see him showing no sign of resistance... But he suddenly felt something hot flowing on his neck, after touching it with it's hand to see what it was, he looked at his finger that was now red in blood. He was bleeding? It shouldn't be possible... The kevlar vest was also covering his neck and most of all nothing should have be able to cut it. But isn't that weird? Since when the little bastard was holding a knife? As the policeman looked at the bloodied knife in Rick hand still wondering what was happening, he died standing...

Seeing as one of their comrade was done for and Rick had the clear intent of resisting, the others policemen opened fire, but Rick used their dead comrade as a shield and rushed at them, he killed anyone on his path one by one, friends, family, policemen, everyone... And before he knew it, he was the only one left alive in the room. Knowing that he was done for Rick just dropped his shield and took another one the floor after putting on himself a kevlar and helmet. and he gone out of the house nonchalantly while using a dead man as shield in front of him...

Policemen were in position behind their cars wondering what the hell was happening after all that ruckus, when the little bastard get out of the house.

"Don't move you son of a bitch!"

One of the cops called out Rick while pointing his gun at him, but of course the little bastard wasn't really in the mood to listen to him, and ran at them still putting his meat shield in front of him to protect him from their guns. Jumping around the policemen cars he killed a cop after another and before they could even call for reinforcement, every policemen were dead... Nick neighbor looked at the scene from afar with their jaws hang open, still not understanding the hell was happening. And Rick wanting to enjoy his last day as best as he could started to rampage... He killed everyone, running after them, searching for them when they were hiding, killing them when their were pleading for their life... It was hell on earth, nobody expected that to happen, not the people who were acquaintance of Rick and neither did the cops who knew his true self... When they received a call of one of the little bastard neighbor, saying everyone was dead and the only ones still alive was going to get killed soon, they first thought it was a joke... But as the man calling them was still insisting it wasn't, the one receiving call suddenly heard a dying scream coming from the phone... And just before the call ended she clearly heard one last sentence coming from another man... "I will be waiting. Come quickly." That's right, at the time the little bastard was only waiting for one thing, death, it was always the case since he was born, he knew that everything he did was something nobody should do, he was clearly able to discern good from bad, yet he couldn't stop himself from doing what he was doing, and so he always waited to receive the peaceful embrace of death.

Clearly understating the situation came too far to let the police handle it, the special force was called. When the two units of SAS arrived on the site, what was waiting for them there, was a picture coming straight from a horror movie, the streets were covered in bodies, blood and gores. It was ridiculous to think one man could do that, they descended from their armored vehicles and approached the scene, searching for the monster who done that. And their he was, sitting on a pile a corpse with lifeless eyes, waiting for them to finish this. But he wasn't the type to let them kill him without resistance, so when they asked him to not move, of course he did, but the SAS weaponry wasn't the same as the cops, their were all wielding automatic rifles and no meat shield would be able to save him, and it didn't... Even as he put a corpse in front of him as a shield, Rick soon became a beehive, even the SAS were humans and they couldn't forgive what he did, so when he gone against their orders they were more than happy that he give them a reason to kill him, and so they did, they didn't took any risk and continued to fire until Rick was but pieces of meats on the street... It was anti-climatic...

And most of all my friend, it was how, me, the little bastard, died...