Monster

"Because I came from you, does that mean I'm capable of killing? That I'll be addicted to blood? That I'll get off on torturing people?" The kid had questions. I didn't blame him. He'd only heard one side, and it wasn't mine. "Why did you hate my mother?" Now, that was a story worth telling. But, to do that, I had to bring the kid back to the very beginning. When the killing and the blood and the torture had all started. When I was truly happy. When I was first called a Monster. Monster is a follow-up to Animal. Animal must be read first.