JACK

People call me many different names Ripper, Monster, and to some, they simply call me the boogeyman, but I went by a very simple name before all that.
"JACK! GET THE HELL OUT OF BED!" my mother yelled at me for the thousandth time, I didn't like getting out of bed when I was younger but it was either that or get water thrown at me. I made my way out of bed much like a snail would make its way along the ground or a leaf, slowly very slowly I rolled out of bed moving my black hair out of my eyes, in my oversized T-shirt I made my way to my closet upon opening it my toy knives fell to the floor with a crash.
"Oh I guess I didn't push the box far enough last night" I sighed picking them up and placing the box to the side as I picked out my clothes. A pair of old well-worn jeans and a black shirt would work for today. My mother was at my door yelling at me to unlock my door
"Jack open the damn door!" I never knew why my mother yelled at me so much, opening the door she shoved past me knocking me to the hardwood floor
"The next time I try to open the door and it's locked you aren't gonna have a door anymore" she always said this but she never would take my door away.
"Wow you're gonna take that from her?" a voice I didn't recognize echoed in my head, this was normal for me though, it's been happening since I was a little kid. After that eventful start, I made my way downstairs for breakfast which was just toast and butter, I wasn't allowed to cook so I settled for toast with butter it wasn't the best diet since it made me skinny but at least I wasn't hungry on the walk to school. Soon after I made my toast, my mother lit a cigarette as if the house wasn't already a fire hazard with the old wallpaper peeling off the walls and the older then time wood flooring, she had to light a cigarette inside.
"I'm leaving now, I'll see you when I get back from school mother" I didn't even wait for her to respond as I walked out the door. The outside world wasn't any better than the inside there was broken glass on the ground every couple of feet from windows and bottles my shoes gave me just enough protection so the glass didn't go into my feet as I walked across them.
I soon found myself at the bus stop but that also means that someone else is gonna be here "well look who it is, It's skin and bones jack!" a taller boy walked next to me he had on a battered football jacket on and a decent pair of jeans and had better hair then I did, long and blonde styled into a ponytail, his name was Markus "so Jack why don't we cut the bullshit and you just hand over your cash" he had a stupid grin on his face, I hated that grin,
"I don't have any money right now if you want some money, go ask your mother, she should have made some last night" that was a bad call on my part as I was shoved to the floor landing on some glass.
"You wanna say that again Jack!" Markus didn't give me a chance to answer before he was on top of me bringing what was the equivalent of iron first down to my face with each hit more of my blood ended up on his knuckles and the sidewalk.
"GO AS-!" before I could finish Markus punched me again, It's strange despite this happening since I was five I've never been angrier, My body moved on its own as I wrapped my fingers around a shard of glass the harder I gripped it the more blood from my hand rolled down the shard. I took it and stabbed him in the neck the crimson life essence flowed from his neck like a river in a jungle, I lay in shock before pulling the shard out and going again, and again the sound of everything would make any sane person sick but for me.... I enjoyed it Markus was simply getting what was coming to him for the past twelve years
"Yo-" Markus tried to speak but he just ended up spitting up more of his crimson blood. By the end of it all, I had stabbed him with the shard of glass twenty-eight times I felt such a rush from it that I didn't notice that people were watching on in horror at me. I just started laughing I finally got revenge on the person that made my life even more hell than it was already.
"HAHAHA!- GAH!" my head started pounding I dropped the glass shard and put my hands to my head covering my face in a mix of Markus's blood and my own as a voice rang out
"HEHE! Good job it seems you finally had enough and took matters into your own hands" the voice sounded feminine but it was deeper than any woman's voice I've heard before.
"What? Who are you!?" I had fallen to my knees at this point before the voice called out again
"Let's just say that I'm your guardian angel except I come from a palace far below where angels come from. But I think you should get out of there" nodding to myself I slowly stood up picking up the shard of glass I dropped I used all of my remaining energy to just get the hell out of there. I can't remember how long I ran for maybe an hour or two but I made it to some random alley the voice rang out again but this time I was able to see something slowly raise from the ground
"Hello there Jack," it was a woman or it looked like a woman at least but she had horns coming from her head they were midnight black and her lips shared the same color she looked to be about six foot even and had dark red skin
"I've been watching you for a while now, and I must say you've left me pleasantly surprised I didn't expect you to kill someone before I showed myself, but here we are." I stood there staring up at, what I could guess was a demon, for what seemed like a lifetime before she leaned in close and whispered in my ear "You seek power, I know you do, you think about it all the time and today you had the power to enact revenge on the one who has wronged you" she placed her blood-red hand on my shoulder
"If you would allow me to, I can give you so much more power". Power, Power is what I want. POWER IS WHAT I NEED!
"If you can give me power then, I accept!" a smirk on her face she stabbed me in the gut as I fell to my knees she vanished from my sight and I couldn't feel pain in my stomach anymore, in fact, I couldn't feel anything I felt refreshed. I could feel my body changing I felt more powerful, my skin changed from a pale white to a deep crimson red, and a single horn sprouted from the right side of my head, much like the one that demon had. I went back to how I looked before seemed I couldn't stay that way forever, but I could still use it to have power.
"Power is the driving force of the world. Be it money or strength if you have those things then you have power, I didn't have any of that in my life but now... Now I'll show everyone. All of them will fear the name. JACK THE RIPPER"