Beyond was rather disappointed when his parents died, not because they were his parents and he loved them - which he didn't - but because it wasn't him who ended their lives. They were supposed to have been his first human kills, his father would be first, his mother second. But, of course, now that was impossible.
Why did they have to go and mess up his plans?
The fact that they were dead didn't bother him at all. He was merely taken to his grandmother's to participate in a rather awkward and unproductive conversation with the only family member who bothered to claim his as their relative. But that was only because she had never met him in person before.
As he stared up at the rather short, petite, old lady, Beyond began to calculate how hard it would be to kill her.
"Are you Beyond Birthday?"
He only responded with a nod. However, much to his disappointment, this did not deter the old woman, who then proceeded to smile reassuringly at him.
"Excellent. Well, you may call me Grandma or something similar. Whatever feels right to you." At this point she paused, expecting some sort of confirmation, but, when she didn't get any response, she continued. "Would you like anything to eat or drink? You must be tired."
This roused a shrug from the small boy who was then lifted up into her arms and carried in the direction of the kitchen. But his mind was already working at a hundred miles per hour because she hadn't asked permission to pick him up. She hadn't given him any warning or inclination that she was, in fact, going to engage in any kind of physical contact with him.
"Are your hands clean?"
The old woman paused and leant her head back to look at him, a puzzled expression covering that wrinkled face.
"Excuse me?"
He hated having to repeat himself. If they were not smart enough to understand the first time what made them think they would understand if he repeated himself? Nevertheless he released a sigh and stared at her blankly.
"Did I stutter? Are your hands clean? Your disgusting hands may be harboring no end of disease and bacteria which may now be making it's way onto my clothing and skin. You could be infecting me." He hissed, his eyes narrowing slightly at her.
Beyond could almost hear her brain attempting to reach a suitable conclusion as to what was happening at this precise moment, wondering why her seemingly sweet grandson was speaking to her in such an offensive manner. It was pathetic to watch.
B rolled his eyes and detached himself from her so he could look around himself. Clearly she had still not reached a conclusion as to why he was acting in such a way as she did nothing but follow him around like a lost puppy. It was then that he decided she was not worth being his first victim as she was nothing but insignificant in his life.
It would be too easy to break her fragile little bones anyway.
"Why did you agree to obtain responsibility for me when you know nothing of me?" He asked, finally breaking the silence, that had stretched for far too long now, as he turned to face her.
This question was obviously too difficult for her to answer as well as she just stared blankly at him.
"Woman! I am addressing you and I expect an answer. My parents are dead. Now I want to know why you agreed to take responsibility for me. Do not waste my time." He snapped, crossing his small arms over his chest.
If there had been anyone else watching this conversation between the two beings they may have commented on the fact that Beyond, at this precise moment, appeared to be much older than his physical appearance would suggest. That his mind seemed too advanced for a boy who was still involved in an infantile school, learning at basic level.
But, had those same people taken a moment to assess his current progress in school they would be able to observe that he was much more advanced than any of the other infants and was already working at a GCSE level. It was nearly pointless for him to attend such a menial school, but the rules were clear when faced with a child's education and so the best he could obtain were advance classes and early entry exams.
However, while Beyond Birthday was very much aware of this fact, the woman claiming to be his grandmother could not reach that epiphany and so merely continued to look in confusion at him.
"Because you were my son's child and I love you." She finally answered, almost automatically.
This lie disgusted him.
"Yet you made no effort to visit me in person before this event. Could it be that the guilt was too overwhelming for you?" B pressed, arching an eyebrow at her. "Or perhaps the fact that your husband died three years ago and you have just lost your only Son pushed you to the desperate need for love and closeness."
This only stumped her further and angered Beyond to the point where, had he already killed a human being, he would have stopped her heart right then and there.
"Useless." The disgust was evident in his tone and he approached her calmly, reaching up to beckon her down to him.
As soon as her head was level with his mouth he grinned nastily, his small fingers wrapping around the front of her shirt to ensure she didn't move as he spoke. He did not need someone such as herself interrupting him at this moment and time.
"You have exactly three years, seven months, fourteen days, two hours, thirty seven minutes and..." He stopped and glanced up to above her head to check the seconds. "fifteen seconds to live. I'd make the most of it if I were you."
With this, he released the stunned bag of wrinkles and walked into the front room, dropping into the couch as he switched on the television.
"Is there anything good on at this time of day?"
And that was how Beyond Birthday found himself in the orphanage, the first of many to come. But where he stayed made no difference to him as he cared little for those around him and even less for those who attempted to befriend him.
*Authors Note* : This one was slightly longer but necessary. Thank you for reviewing it already, despite there having not been much there in the first one and thank you for pointing out the spelling mistake. That has been changed straight away. The next chapter will be up soonish, let's see how well this goes.
