In just the separation of three weeks, Pablo said his parents didn’t recognise him. And Cupid, obviously, didn’t understand.
"What are you talking about?" She asked.
’Yeah. It sounds ridiculous. But this is true. They didn’t recognise at all.’
"Wh-How? How can that be?"
’Not only did they not recognise , they acted all afraid and angry at . As if I was a stranger to them.’
"What exactly happened?"
’Hitler took to my parents and I thought my parents would cry with happiness after seeing . But that wasn’t the case at all. The mont my parents saw they moved away from . They looked terrified, angry. I didn’t know what was happening.
They were in a room and Hitler pushed inside the room as well. He locked the door and now I was alone with my parents.
I thought that now that Hitler is not visible, my parents will act more naturally. Maybe they were afraid of Hitler, not .’
"Yes. That must be the case. They were terrified of him. Not you." Cupid agreed with Pablo.
’They were afraid of Hitler that was true. But it was also true that they were afraid of as well. My mother, father and brother, stayed in the corner of the room, shivering. There was this fear in their eyes, like they were seeing a monster.’
"But why?"
’I asked them the sa thing. ’Why are you doing this to ? Why are you acting like this? What did I do to deserve this? I am your son.’’
"Then what did they say?"
’They said…’ Pablo continued with a pause.
’A scum like you can’t be our son.’
Cupid gasped.
’That’s right. I was stunned too. My parents saying I am a scum? I am not their child? Was Hitler right? Was I not wanted? Was it a good riddance that Hitler took with him? All these questions ran inside my mind. But then I ca up with an idea.’
"What? Don’t tell you killed them right there."
’No. I removed my uniform. I was wearing the uniform of a soldier so I thought my parents were scared of that. But I was wrong. Nothing changed. My mother even thought that I was going to do sothing to her now that I have taken off my clothes. They remained afraid of and I had no intention to make them even more afraid.
So I left the room with various emotions. But all those emotions were negative. I wore the uniform again and t Hitler.
The first thing Hitler said to after my eting with my parents was : ’You lost everything.’ And I believed him. For a child, everything is his parents and when they refuse to recognise their child, the child turns malevolent. And I, for sure, turned malevolent.’
"What happened after that?"
’I didn’t et my parents after that day. I let them be. Neither they ca to nor I went to them. And you will find it surprising but for all this ti, Hitler never asked my na. He addressed as a kid. But one day, he ca to and said, ’Now that your parents forgot you, why not I give you a new na?’ At first, I wasn’t convinced. But then my mother’s terrified face ca in front of my eyes and I agreed for the na.’
"And he was the one who nad you Pablo Castillo?"
’Yes.’
"Wait. Didn’t you say that you gave this na to yourself? An artistic criminal you called yourself."
’I lied.’ Pablo revealed. ’I just didn’t want to give the credit of my na to Hitler. He is the person I hate the most and I don’t want to tell everyone that my na was given by the sa person whom I hate the most.’
"If that was the case then why didn’t you change your na?"
’Well, as much as I hate to say it, I liked the na. It sounded good. So I kept it.’
"Alright. Just tell what made you kill your parents. I won’t speak till you are done." Cupid made herself clear and just waited for Pablo to speak.
’After I was given the na, I beca more involved with Hitler and his soldiers. I was getting good food, I was being respected, I was learning new things. It was good. And also, even after giving a na, Hitler didn’t order to torture the captives of the camps. I was roaming free while other soldiers were having fun with the Jews. I was also given a room for myself and it was comfortable. It will sound strange but my life was really good there with Hitler.
Nevertheless, if everything would have gone well then I wouldn’t be here in the first place. One night, I was sleeping in my room. I wasn’t fully asleep by then. Anyway, the door of my room opened and I heard three sets of footsteps. I kept my eyes closed. I wanted to see what was going on so I pretended to be asleep. The three intruders ca towards and stood upon by the bed. I waited for them to do sothing and they did.
I felt six hands on my neck and it was high ti to open my eyes. And when I opened my eyes, they went wide.
The three hands belonged to my mother, my father and my brother.’
Cupid gasped.
’My reaction was the sa as yours. Not recognising was one thing but trying to kill was off the charts. Nevertheless, I had no intention of dying so I defended myself. I knew so moves from my training with Hitler and the soldiers and it was easy to fend them off. I asked my family why they were doing this? Why were they trying to kill ? And in reply, all I received were curses.
They called scum. They told scums like deserve to die. They called all the heinous things a parent would never say to their child. And by all that commotion people woke up and that included Hitler as well.
He ca to my room and asked what was going on. I told him what happened. I was not in the best of my mind but I managed to tell everything to Hitler.
There were no tears in my eyes but I was crying. There was no pain in my chest but my heart had broken that day. And I am not sure if I was really sad that day, but what I am sure about is that for the first ti, I felt hatred.’
Pablo looked at Cupid.
’And Hitler knew that too. I was feeling angry and he used the opportunity. He struck the hamr when the iron was hot. He slipped a gun and said, ’Kill them. They tried to kill you. And if you let them go away they will try again and they will succeed.’ I took the gun in my hands and it amazed that my hands weren’t shivering.
Though, I still didn’t use the gun. I pinned it on my parents’ heads but I didn’t pull the trigger. Then Hitler spoke again, ’Before they kill you, kill them.’ And this line struck . I didn’t want to die. And my parents tried to kill so I can do it as well. Hence, I pulled the trigger.
The first bullet went inside the head of my father and then I fired the second one and it killed my brother. Now only my mother was left. She stared blankly in my eyes and I stared back. I don’t know what kind of expression I was making but I am sure it wasn’t sadness. I was committed to killing them.
My mother looked in my eyes and as she kept looking her expressions changed. Her lips trembled, tears ca from her eyes and then she finally spoke those words : ’I will always love you, Andr-’ But it was too late. I pulled the trigger and killed her.
’My na is Pablo Castillo.’ I said and shot all the remaining bullets on my mother. Hitler told that her last words were a lie. She was saying that just to make emotional and stop from killing her. I believed him and honestly, I did not feel bad killing my own family. And that was also my first murder.
Anyway, Hitler disposed of their dead bodies where the other dead bodies were dumped and after that day, I beca an entirely new person. All the ties I had with my sane self were cut down. There was no family of mine anymore and I beca the best man for Hitler.
And only then did Hitler ask to torture the Jews. I had already killed soone. I was ready to inflict harm on others. I was becoming cold. I was losing my touch of humanity. I was becoming a machine. I did what Hitler said and derived pleasure from others’ pain.
And one day, I don’t know the exact date or ti, but World war two had started. There was so much commotion everywhere and all the soldiers were ready for the battle. I was one of them as well and I was ready for the war too. I was not that much older at that ti but I had anger inside . My rage allowed to kill anyone. I was full of hatred and I killed blindly.
During the war, soldiers were divided into troops and I didn’t get to et Hitler very often. The war continued. Many people were dying daily but I was alive. I killed people as well and I was having fun. My pent up rage got a release. War beca a legal murder opportunity for .
One day, I killed an enemy soldier and from his pocket a mirror fell off. I took it and the day was over.
You won’t believe it, but after joining Hitler, I never saw myself in the mirror. So I went to my tent and looked in the mirror. And when I did that, the ground swept away from my feet.’
Cupid asked the next part with her eyes and Pablo told her that when he looked at his face in the mirror, he saw that…
’I had an entirely different face.’
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