For many years I've been labelled as nothing more than a distraction, a pest, a general waste of space. I've constantly been used a a way to make others happy at the cost of my life, I'm Ethan McCoy a simple guy with a horrible existence, my mother if you could even call her that sold me for drugs at the ripe age of 4 year's old.
My pathetic sperm donor of a father was the one that told her to sell me so that he could cover his gambling debts with the local crime rings running the city, a year after they sold me they had my replacement a little girl by the name of Catherine, occasionally they'd bring her around to show her whatw would happen to her if she didn't listen to them, life in various syndicates was harsh, but I didn't know it'll get worse in time.
Once I turned 7 I was used to deliver drugs to bars, nightclubs and funeral homes, the funeral homes were their favourite place to smuggle drugs, the drugs were mostly placed in wrapped parcels inside the bodies of the people who couldn't pay their debts back ok time, their organs were mostly sold to the black market, with eyes, hearts, kidney's and livers being their chief sales.
After I turned 20 I was made to work on the bodies, mostly removing the organs and preparing the bodies for transport, once the bodies were buried it'd be my job to dig them back up a week later and deliver the drug's to the person that requested them and deliver a small payment to the deceased persons family as a gift and a warning to keep quiet about the arrangement.
Most of the police force we had on our payroll and they happen to make to missing persons reports vanish or if they got themselves arrested before we could kill them they'd be released from jail into our hands at a price, I happened to get money here and there between Jobs and I used to buy my sister gifts from time to time without her parents finding out about it, after I turned 15 I was called by my owners telling me that my parents were planning to sell my sister seeing as my dad started gambling again and this time he took out more money than he could afford to pay back, so I was given an option of buying my sister without anyone knowing but the payment would be that I had to kill my parents as th payment and I had to sell their organs and prep their bodies without any help, what I didn't know is that I was being recorded the entire time I killed them, the method I used was a rusted tire iron and I bashed their skulls in I took a bit longer getting their bodies ready seeing as they were once my parents but after I got them into the van I had prepared I got them ready I worked on them for about 2 days before I sold their organs and bodies, I was made chief enforcer after I killed my own parents and I made sure my sister was placed in a foster care programme to keep her safe.