Chapter1:
I am an alien, I'm an outcast. I'm twenty. You'd think I'd be at college; drunk or partying. Instead I'm already running a company- bald. I suppose that's why there is so much scotch at my house.
Nobody likes me. I am an alien. A reject. A discarded piece; the most critical to the puzzle, but not really that important.
I guess that's why I'm so happy to talk to you. Or was. You kept me from the shadows that I loved to hide in. Then I realized that the shadows were no longer a place to hide- they were closing in.
My mild-mannered ego used to have with a chemistry set…my experiments that no could ever really understand. I was pushed farther back, back against the dark.
And when you became a sliver of light I shut the door. My mild-mannered ego threw away the flannel covering, and left me bare on the stage. I just want you to know how much you did mean to me- but now, now you're just a barricade. You're stopping me from my true destiny. I can't have that? I can't have that.
One of us has a higher choosing. One of us is the alien reject. One will become the world's savoir. One will be the world's scapegoat. One of us is never ever going to gain the respect of his father. I need to stop hoping, especially when the end is so prominent.
After all, no one was ever ready for what I had to offer. When I finally used my talents you continually stopped me. I suppose its better this way. You with your hand on my throat a single tear hidden in your eye.
I could not deny that it had to end like this some how; I would have preferred a happier ending. But you are my demise.
And who would miss an alien?