16 - Let the Hunt begin

Malcom stared down at the corpse of his brother, a scowl plastered to his face. He hated the man from the day he had been adopted into the family. The failure of a son had been nothing more than a disgusting bug in the eyes of a genius like Malcom, but even still the hatred stemmed from jealousy. Victor was born into royalty with every opportunity to be the best, yet he was nothing. If Malcom had been born with such opportunity, he never would have wasted it the way victor did. He wished greatly that the father who adopted him was truly his real dad. It didn't matter that he was treated the same as a real son if not treated better, he was pampered and loved, he was even officially recognized as the only son to Cornelius, but it wasn't enough for Malcom, he wanted to be the legit son and that jealousy led him to loathe Victor more than anyone could know.