Necessary Evil

Prologue

Murder.... It is considered by most to be one of the most devastating things that can happen to any living creature. Though sometimes, it is considered to be a necessary evil. That's what poor little Charlie thought, and he ended up paying the ultimate price for it. Charlie... he was the belligerent, hostile type. Too much for his own good most of the time, he was in over his head when he... devised his plan.

Before this whole debacle began, everything seemed to be perfect. We lived in a very nice neighborhood. No crime, no danger... the perfect place for a house pet to roam around when they want a breath of fresh air. There weren't many cats in this neighborhood, not many pets at all, really. Charlie lived with four other cats all under the same roof. Sonny and Groucho were what you could consider "father figures". They try their best to keep the peace, the last thing they wanted was dysfunction. Groucho was a lot more strict and came off as a dictator from time to time, so Sonny always did a better job at keeping everyone calm due to his laid back, reassuring nature.

Toki also lived there. He pretty much just kept to himself, not much of a talker, really. When he did talk, it was just to give advice. For a timid little kitty like him, he was quite wise.

Then.... There's me. Milo. I'd never felt all that comfortable under that roof. I used to live on the street all by myself, and honestly, I wanted I was much happier... even though I used to starve most days, I'd rather starve than deal with Charlie's whiny ass every single day. But there were cats in that house who cared about me, and it wasn't an option for me to just leave them behind, especially with how dangerous Charlie was becoming in my eyes. But really, I couldn't even open my mouth around Charlie without him getting offended in some way... I'd never tried to hurt his feelings, he was just way too sensitive for his own good. I wasn't the only one who has to deal with his whining, but I did deal with it the most.

It's Emmy's fault... Sometimes I feel like I shouldn't blame her because I thought Charlie was smart enough to see through her manipulation. but, it IS her fault. She put corrupt ideas into Charlie's head. I can't even begin to understand how Charlie considered her his best friend, she was the most manipulative feline I'd ever known. Sadly, that's also the reason why Charlie ended up murdering... Well, he didn't actually murder anyone, he manipulated some dogs into murdering for him. Not only did Charlie live by Emmy's ideas, but he also became a manipulator just like her, and convinced these dogs that I was nothing more than pure evil.... And that I deserved to be murdered in the most brutal way possible. Why was this? Well... because...

I got Emmy killed.

It wasn't my intention for her to die, but at the time I didn't regret it, because I truly thought that Charlie would snap out of this corrupted mindset that Emmy had bestowed upon him... But all it did was make him worse... much, much worse. Everybody had to suffer at the hands of Charlie, all because of me. All because I wanted to feel like I was doing something good... but no. It was the worst mistake of my life.

I remember this all too vividly. Even though it did happen recently enough, this is probably the most vivid memory I have of... anything ever.

It was night time, almost pitch black. I had to sneak out past Sonny or else he would've asked me where I was going, and he might've watched as I left the house to go across the street and wait on the neighbor's roof... which just so happened to be the house that Emmy lived in. It's not that Sonny is nosy or anything, He still worries about us a lot so I understand why he feels uncomfortable with us going out at midnight, but I'm a grown cat so I can do whatever the hell I want.

Anyways, I did climb onto Emmy's roof and wait for her. From what I've seen quite often, Emmy and Charlie like to sit under Emmy's porch light and talk for hours straight. I've been on Emmy's roof before, and for some strange reason there are a few bricks randomly sitting on some of the edges, so I thought that maybe, while they're sitting under the porch light having one of their little talks, I could push one of the bricks off the roof directly onto Emmy's head... this is probably one of the most morbid thoughts I'd ever had. Before this day, I had never felt the need to murder any living soul, I didn't think I could ever have it in me... but tonight, I was about to prove myself wrong.

I peered over the edge of the roof, and sure enough, Charlie and Emmy were both sitting there. They seemed to be laughing about something, It was a bit hard to hear everything they were saying but I did understand what was being discussed.... And it had to do with murder.

Emmy: The day is getting closer and closer... I'm excited about this. Finally, we'll be rid of all those fucking losers and we can run away together, we can finally be happy.

Charlie: I dunno... I'm a bit nervous. I mean, I hate them as much as you do but... how are we gonna go about this?

Emmy: It'll be easy. I told you, those dogs next door to you will be perfect weapons, we just gotta make them BELIEVE that we're the ones in trouble.

Charlie: But what if they don't believe us?

Emmy: Oh trust me, they will. They're stupid dogs. Stupid, young dogs at that. They'll eat that shit up and do whatever it takes to help because that's all dogs are good for; following orders.

Charlie: Hmm... I guess you're right. I just really hope this works out.

Emmy: It will, I'll make sure of it.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Emmy was convincing Charlie to murder us all and run away with her. She truly was corrupting him.... And even though he didn't sound confident, I could still tell that he was going to go through with it if Emmy pushed him to do it.

So I did what I had to do. Not just for me, but for Sonny, Groucho, and Toki. They don't deserve to die over Emmy's manipulation.

I hesitated at first, realizing that I was actually about to end another life, no matter how evil... and despite this thought crossing my mind, I still shoved the brick off the ledge.

I watched as it smashed into the top of Emmy's head, violently slamming her to the ground. She tensed up as blood began to leave her head, forming a pool that flowed towards Charlie's paws as he sat still for what seemed like an eternity, when all of a sudden he looks up at the roof, making direct eye contact with me as I quickly hid myself, hoping he didn't recognize me.

"Shit, I'm caught. He totally saw me" I kept thinking to myself. I knew that if he really did recognize me, Not only would I be dead, so would every non-deserving cat in our household. I thought I could be a hero and end the madness that was Emmy's manipulation, but it turns out... I was the catalyst that started a chain reaction.

As I jumped down from the roof and ran back towards our house, I heard Charlie screaming in agony at what he had just witnessed. His best friend, dead, because of something I did. I'm guilty.... I murdered someone. And no matter how I may have felt about Emmy, She was still Charlie's best friend, and even though I feel like her death may have been for the best, maybe I do deserve to die by his paws... or by whatever paws he puts up to the job. Even so, I won't allow it to happen. I'll be damned if I die because of Charlie.

How am I gonna tell Sonny? Even worse, how am I gonna tell Groucho? How do I tell anybody what I did? Will they agree with what I did? Or will they call me a murderer and resent me forever? These thoughts ran through my head as I entered my home, pretending to still be some sort of teddy bear who does no wrong... I've never felt dirtier in my entire life. I murdered someone to keep Charlie from murdering. Isn't that hypocritical? Or... was it a necessary evil?