Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Dex



He had a malevolent nature; at least, that’s what he had been told. Yet, he was also told it was not his fault.  After all, he had witnessed the murder of his mother at the impressionable age of three.  When the police found him he had been sitting in a pool of blood; his mother’s blood, her dismembered parts all around.

That tragic event didn’t go unscathed; it left a mark and molded him into what he was today.  A killer. A killer who loved the thrill of the hunt and the sensation of blood spattering helter-skelter and landing on his skin.  Yet his quaint and innocent demeanor belied his true nature; except to the one who found his friendly act repulsive without really knowing why. It was just a gut feeling on his part. But he wasn’t interested in him or in those others that loved him and thought themselves his friends; his personality didn’t feed itself on social gratification and connection, yet he knew that that mask is what allowed him his freedom to kill.

No, his pleasure didn’t come in the form of friends but from someplace else.  It came from probing the minds of the criminally insane, like him, of those that liked to kill, like him. It was them that were his prey.  He researched their lives looking over the landscape of the horrors and pain they left in their wake and before one more innocent could be called their trophy, he killed them. With pleasure.

Yes, he killed. But he was not like them.  After all, he had The Code.  Never for senseless need or want.  Instead, his violent nature would find fulfillment in ridding the world of murderers that got off on hurting the innocent, just for fun. No, he was not like them at all. He was different - harmless on the outside; but evil inside. He was the perfect psychopath.

12 comments:

Ally Atherton said...

I like it! A good read :)

steph said...

I was a big fan of the show. I was disappointed in how they ended the series, but the show was fun. Not sure if fun is exactly the right word for a story about a serial killer, but I'll stick with it. You captured it perfectly, like that perfect example of a psychopath. :)

rebecca said...

Steph, thinking about it, it was such a tragic, dark tale that to have it end in a happily ever after didn't seem appropriate. I don't know, both Dexter and Deb were such victims of their nature/nurture legacy, that for them to end up having their lives wrapped up so neatly with Quinn and Hannah seemed to go against the grain of the entire show. I liked the ending. Didn't care that Deb died, but the tragedy of who they were died with them and Dex, because of who he was and not killing anymore would've been impossible, did the right thing and spared his son the legacy of who he was. In the end, the boy who always wanted to feel and be like everybody else, did a "humane" thing for the sake of love.

JannaTWrites said...

Reading the comments, this is related to a TV show, but I'm not familiar with it.

A serial killer who targets killers is an interesting premise. Murder is wrong, regardless, but it's almost like the type of victim makes it more acceptable.

Great thought-provoking story!

rebecca said...

Janna it was an interesting premise indeed. I avoided watching the show for years precisely because of its violent acceptance. But one day I decided to watch one episode to see what the craze was about and I got hooked. He is such a complex and dark character and that's what makes it so interesting. He's not black and white and he feeds his psychopathic need with killing murderes and serial killers. Some scenes were tough to watch at times, I'll admit, but you find yourself so invested in the character that you want to see it through the end. And the ending - which many were not happy about - I thought appropriate. He took himself out of the equation and faked his death so his son and the love he had for the only woman he ever loved (this was hard for him because he never could make emotional connections with anyone) so they could be spared of any tragedy and legacy he might leave behind because of who he was. He went off and lived a hermit's life without the company of anyone. It was his penance.

November Rain - k~ said...

Your visit to my blog prompted a return visit. I am really glad that I came by, and found the savvy words of a writer with heart to back them up, here, in all places, cyber.

Well done.

Atreyee said...

Wow-what an opening-chilling yet a compelling read!Loved the phrase ,"his personality didn’t feed itself on social gratification and connection..."Very well written!
:-)

momosapien said...

I've never watched the show but I love the way you wrote about character and the premise here. Clear, graphic, and compelling.

Draug said...

All kinds of twisted thoughts up in here. Great work.

Trifecta said...

Ah, I miss the show.

Lisa Shambrook said...

Fascinating insight to a character...very well played on screen ;)

rebecca said...

Thank you all that stopped by and enjoyed the read...