My New Friend, The Tale of A Monster, Olivia’s Story Chapter One
Now we all know how Olivia Axizial’s life ended, she massacred over a hundred people in that high school lunchroom, yelling that Sarah Sincierie had betrayed her and that if she couldn’t be her friend, nobody could. She killed most of Sarah’s closest friends that day. And finally, Sarah drove a knife into her heart, ending it all. Olivia had lost whatever sanity and control she had left when Sarah told her that they couldn’t be friends anymore and that she was calling the police. Olivia wasn’t entirely sane from the minute she walked into that school the first day. Several events led to her explosion of murderous rage. The first thing happened when she was little, and it formed the crack in her sanity that led to the dam of her insane rage breaking and her massacre, and ultimately her end. Let’s begin when it all began for Olivia, back when she was only 10 years old.
Olivia had a wonderful family, her mother, Selene Axizial, her father, John Axizial and her older siblings, Leslie and Tony. They were your typical Canadian family. Her parents were lawyers and her brother was a student at University, and her sister was in high school still. They were genuinely happy together. Olivia had a good amount of friends, and was planning her Halloween when the unthinkable happened.
It was October 25, 2005. Olivia was at school. Her teacher had just dismissed them for the day, and Olivia and her best friend Catherine began walking.
“Y’know, I think school’s actually getting easier, Cath.” She said, blissfully unaware of what was about to happen.
“Nah can’t be. I only got a B. It’s because you’re some human math whiz.” Says Catherine, grinning.
The two parted at the end of the road. Olivia lived at the corner house, and Catherine lived down the street. She walked in and screamed. Inside was her family, bound, gagged, bleeding and obviously beaten with a blunt object. The picture didn’t fit together until the guy grabbed her from behind.
He put her down in and chair, tied her up and gagged her. She was crying now, and saw her family was too. Her dad was looking the worst. His left eye was all bloody and his cheek was bleeding in a steady flow.
“Good, just another addition to our happy circle. Now, you people have a choice. I’m going to kill everyone here, except one. You may choose who lives among the young’uns.” Said the man. He was tall, muscular He had dark hair and eyes as black as night.
He ungagged my parent’s mouths and let them talk.
“Please… why are you doing this? Please, let us go… Please have mercy…” Begged my mother. He slapped her and I winced.
“Choose the one to survive or I’ll kill you all.” The man said.
My parents talked, and then asked my siblings something I couldn’t hear, and they nodded.
“We… we choose Olivia, our youngest.” Said my dad.
“Good, good. Now, shall we?” the man said. He gagged her parents again, and got the fire poker and beat them with it. The yelled and screamed, and their blood splattered all over the floor. Olivia cried, and so did her siblings. Finally, she knew they were dead when they stopped fighting back. Then he moved to her brother. He kept beat him, and her brother just stared into his eyes. Then he had died and the man moved on to Olivia’s sister. He just kept hitting her, even after she was dead. Then he untied them all, and got some rope. He tied them all up, like they were crucified, but there was no cross. Then he ripped their eyes out, and stomped on them. Olivia screamed and screamed and cried and cried. Her family was killed in cold blood. Then the man untied her, and locked her in a closet. She didn’t know how long she was in there. She just kept screaming and screaming. Then the police opened the door and told her she was safe.
Olivia knew better. She knew she would always see the horror of her family’s brutal murders in her head. She knew she was going to kill the man who had done it. Olivia Axizial’s sanity had a big crack in it. And it was getting bigger by the day.
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