Go to Sleep: The Origin of Jefferson Gray

Driven by and Destined for Hate

 Jeff laughed. "No worries, guys. There's plenty of Daddy to go around.  But going back to the point, how did I become..."Jeff casually gestured at himself. " It all started when I saw my mother beat up my father, while me and my brother, and my twin sister cowered in the corner. Dad was trying to take us to see a movie. But Mom caught him, and she punished him, because she thought that he was trying to leave her, and take us with him. Now, Dad was by no means weak, but he was no match for my mom. She was too powerful when she was messed up. We screamed and screamed as we watched Mom hit our dad with her beer bottle. "

Jeff sighed painfully for a moment. He grinned halfheartedly, and said, "You see? Pain. Anguish. Fear and confusion are the first emotions we feel the minute we're born. Happiness is pleasurable, but fleeting. Anger sticks with you for far, far longer. But there's one thing that truly soothes the mind and soul." Jeff grinned, his fanged teeth were shining like knives, and his green eyes glowed with malice, the pupils turned to slits. "Insanity. I lost my sanity when I was a boy. But I also lost my weakness. My chains were broken. I don't have to worry about getting in trouble for doing any of the crazy shit I do, because I don't have sanity or normality to hold me back anymore." 

Jeff rose from his chair and stroked Zira on the head. He walked towards his desk, and on top of it was a dead blonde man missing an arm and a leg. Jeff snapped his fingers, and Zira jumped onto the desk. She started chewing on the cadaver's stomach, while Jag started pulling on an arm. Inkosana growled at his brother, and scratched at him, and Jag roared indignantly. 

"Jag, share with Inkosana." Jeff said calmly. "Do Daddy a favor and let Lief have a taste of that cunt, too." 

Lief was more than happy to take up her father on his offer. She started chewing on the dead man's head, and Jeff grinned. "Good babies. You're learning well. Just like I learned. Is there really anything so wrong with causing death? After all, everything feeds on death. It's just as precious as life, if not more so. Hundreds of the people I've killed begged for mercy before my blade fell down on them. " Jeff snorted. "Pathetic. They have no understanding of the important role that we all play. Everybody's so desperate to cheat death. As if not having it would make life better. No, no, no, no, no. You see, I've learned a very important lesson when I was a kid. Life is natural, and it's considered to be a gift. Rightfully so. Death is natural, and yet the masses treat it like it's a curse." 

Jeff frowned. That notion still confused him after all these years. It made him feel sorry for the people who just didn't get it. Why would somebody cling so tightly to life? Why would anybody be so terrified by something as natural as death? Jeff had known for a long time that there was nothing to fear from death. However, Jeff supposed the reason he had that notion was because he had danced close to death for years, and he had fully dedicated himself to causing death when he was just 16 years old....

Author's note: This part of the story onward takes place during 2015. Jefferson Gray is 16 years old in this origin story.

                                           9 years ago....

An 16 year old Jefferson Gray was sitting on a school bus, sitting next to his brother Draco, who was 15 at the time, and sitting next to them was Jane, Jeff's twin sister. Jeff was wearing a black Nirvana T-shirt and black jeans and painted black nails. He was tall for a sophomore, 6 ft 3, and he had short black hair, pale skin, bright, mischievous green eyes, and a content smile. He was muscular, and had a black trench coat on.

Draco was shorter than his brother and sister, his skin tone was slightly less pale, his hair was even shorter, and his red eyes were filled with disinterest and sadness. He was often mocked by kids from previous schools for heaving red eyes, much to his displeasure. But, hey, whenever somebody made fun of him, either Draco or Jeff would scare them straight. Draco also wore a black shirt with water designs, and black khakis.