Prologue
I stood facing the man I had loved for years. The man whom I would wed tomorrow. The man who had helped me through the death of my parents, Spoko and Zeraphina Nubulae. The man who I thought was my soul mate. The man who now held a gun to my face.
I could only stare in disbelief. "W-W-Why?" I stammered. "Why? I thought you said you loved me…" Andrew, while giving me a look that said "Shut up. You're making it more difficult for me to kill you." answered my question.
"Because you are not human enough to satisfy my parents. And I therefore must kill you. It's been done by every man in my family when we found our partners unworthy. Now it's my turn." He didn't even flinch as he said this. The cold wind of winter made me shiver as I looked at him. Tall, handsome, looked almost like the movie star Brendan Fraser. And I fell for him like a mouse falling for the cheese in a trap. Now I was standing in the middle of a dump in Iowa and about to be shot. I tried to reason with him.
"What good would you achieve from killing me?" I asked, tentatively, as not to seem nervous. "What do you want? Money? Fame? Publicity?"
"SHUT UP!" he screamed, the sounds echoing in the dump. He seemed to relax as he began to talk. "I will achieve the respect of my parents and my family. I also don't want your money. You see, I will pay for your funeral with money from your bank account. And I could care less about the public's opinion. Only you, my parents, and I will know the truth. And you will be dead."
He began to walk towards me, and I shrunk back, and eventually hit a side of a garbage mound. I could smell the rotting garbage as he began to advance on me with a look in his eyes that rivaled that of Freddy and Jason. He spoke softly, as that would help me calm down! "I love you Liz. So SO much. But you have to understand I can't be with you. I never can be and never will be. This is hurting me as much as it's hurting you. I'm so sorry."
And with that, he promptly pulled the trigger.