Light Years.  Chapter 10
Bellerophon Black III was a happy boy. Not that he was ever happy in the way that others boys were. In fact, the very first moment of happiness that Bellerophon could actually remember dated from the age of four when he'd slowly pulled the legs off a cricket that had been jumping harmlessly around grandma's back yard.
And from there on it had been a swift progress through inflicting whatever pain he could on reptiles, then various small mammals, then his neighbours cat, then his neighbour's dog and ultimately his neighbour himself (who chose not to report the matter to the authorities after Bellerophon had threatened to expose his somewhat specialised interest in rubber to his employers the Boy Scouts of America).  Continue...