He knew they would pushing him to far and  teasing him about being small,ones that didn't tease him were his mother and sister .The day
came when he just ran off not knowing where he was going.

Running he came to a nearby forest where he found a shed inside the shed was differenty variety of tools,he hated them,those that teased him.as he kept looking at the tools he saw something happen,the shed he was in began to glow and shake he grew in size.

' Now let them tease me,' he said seeing himself in a small mirror in the shed .He grabbed an axe and it felt good to him, now he would need a name not the name he was stuck with now, Pee Wee, then a smile came over his face as he thought of a name .

' Since I have these tools and this shed I'll get my revenge each week by killing people with a different tool,one week it will be an axe the next it will be a chainsaw,I will call myself the Toolmaker .'

Filled with revenge and hatred the Toolmaker returned to the school that he was attending at and as he was searching he saw a boy and a girl making out behind the school classroom but they didn't see him, they were two of the ones that always tease him, so with his new axe and new self he felt power flowing through his body .

Suddenly taking a deep breath he leapt forward and holding onto the axe he raced toward them and started slicing up their bodies bit by bit and he seemed to enjoy it, an arm would fall off he smile a heart would pop out of a chest he grabbed it and tasted it.

The Toolmaker had arrived. He was beginning to be please with his new persona and that made him happy ,leaving the bodies where they were he hurried back to the forest and the shed there he made sure no one would find the axe he used .

He would lay low until the police were done going over the scene of the two bodies they found,no one had no clues as to who did it .Only the Toolmaker did and he was enjoying a slice of liver he pulled from the girl, her name was Debbie,poor sweet Debbie .

Then when the interest of the killings faded he would strike again .

part ll, Bloodshed.