On a rusty old boat floating in the middle of an ocean is a black clothed man, beside him is a family of humans made up of a father, mother, two sons, and one daughter. The father was an average looking fellow with brown hair, brown eyes, and pasty white skin, it was clear he worked in an office all day. The mother was a bombshell of a beauty, short raven black hair, clear blue eyes, and smooth white skin, a clear gothic beauty. Both of the boys had tan skin with decent muscles likely from playing competitive team sports. They clearly had more of their fathers genes with brown hair and eyes, though they had the pointed nose of their mother. The daughter looked so different from her parents that it wouldn't be a surprise if she was adopted. She had bright blond hair with red highlights, her eyes were an icey blue that could peirce someones soul, she also had a petite athletic body unlike her parents, who were both unhealthy and slightly chubby.

The black clothed man was an uncomfortable 6' 5" tall, he had hulking muscles that couldn't be achieved without picking up and putting down weights millions of times. Other than his deathly white skin one couldn't see any other distinguishing features.

" Why . . . . why . . . are you doing this? We . . didn't do anything to you. "

" Shut up you stuttering bitch. "

After the black clothed man yelled at the young blonde who stuttered out of fear he got back to tying the feet of the family up. He was doing a simple sailors knot called a bowline, ironically the knot is ofter used to rescue people. When he was done tying the family up individually the man tied all the ropes together. When that was over the man slowly struggled to pull the family of five over the the end of the boat. All the while the family was crying out silent tears, likely thinking over earlier lessons for getting to loud. The only one who wasn't crying was the father who despite seeming like the one with the weakest will was the one holding the family together, litterally. His knot was the main one to hold all the other family members knots.

" Please, let us go, we swear we won't tell anyone. "

" Heh sure, and I'm the pope. The thing is everybody lies, I bet you would be snitching before you even went to the hospital. "

" PLEASE WE SWEAR! "

When the mother screamed out the black clothed man reached over and smacked her upside the head. When one of the boys saw this he tried jumping at the man to tackle him. Unfortunately for him he failed. Surprisingly though the man didn't attack the boy. He probably didn't attack the kid for the same reason he killed people.

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" At least tell us why, please. "

It seemed the father had given up all hope, instead he wanted a reason for his death that wasn't a simple reason as a crazy man attacked them for know reason. The father truly wanted to believe that his family weren't victims of being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

" Heh, alright I'll be nice. "

Despite being a sadistic freak, the black clothed man showed a moment of mercery hinting that maybe he wasn't a true sociopath.

" When I was young I once came to this " beautiful vacation island " with my family. We laughed, we played, we had fun all until we were kidnapped by some guy. We didn't know him, he didn't know us, the only thing that connected us was the fact that we were on the same god damn island. "

When he said that the man realeased a chuckle that seemed to contain true delight.

" After that he held us on an old boat not unlike this one. He raped my mother and sister while me and my father watched. My brother was killed earlier on for trying to escape. He didn't help us by the way, no he left us to rot. Anyway, when that bastard finally got bored he made me kill my sister. You wanna know how? "

The family didn't answer and instead just stared at the mans eyes. Despite having been kept captive by him they hadn't actually seen his eyes, until that moment. What they saw scared them less than their inevitable death, it truly made them fear that their sold would be held and tortured for all eternity.

" The kidnapper made me rip my sister apart peice by peice with nothing but my mouth. He told me that any meat I didn't eat would be made up by mother's. Of course I ended up throwing up, this lead to me eating most of my mother's stomach area. Hehehe, eventually when my mom and sister were dead that guy killed my dad, he then tied the bodies up and threw them into the ocean, kind of like what's about to happen to you guys. Fun right? "

The family were still staring in fear at the man's eyes not giving any response.

" I know I'm handsome but you don't have to stare. I swear all you kidnappes are the same, so rude. Anyway I'll skip the boring bits, after the bastard discarded of my family's bodies he kept me around. He trained me to start doing his boring work. Kidnapping, drugging, tying up, cleaning up, just average menial things. At first I hated it but after seeing the pain and suffering of those, I realized . . . . I loved it. So to cut a long story short, I killed that guy and took over his buisness, been killing here for years. "

After that the man didn't wait for a response and threw the boulder into the ocean which was soon followed by the family of five. The last sight to greet the family's eyes were the man's cold, dark, souless eyes. Well they couldn't be called truly souless and instead were filled with the despiar, hatred, and fear of the hundreds of families he killed.

When the family eventually drowned a green light seemed to float into the man's eye's causing him to smile.

" Guess I'l have to ask him to get me information for another family, I'm just on to much of a roll and can't stop. "

Saying that the man pulled out a phone and dialed a familiar number.