Bit of a disclaimer, this story is not woman-bashing. That's the only time I'll explain this. That being said, if you have an issue with Men's Rights, you probably shouldn't read this.

Now that this is out of the way, let's get on with the story! Beware that it's not written in the best way, but I'm one of those writers who doesn't like to edit until the story is done. And since I want some outside input on the tale as I write it, the story will be uploaded as chapters are completed.

I hope you enjoy!

-Dark Ness

"Two murders and a suicide.

The woman and her partner got into a domestic dispute over a mess the woman's son had made on the floor in the bathroom.

The man grabbed a gun, shot the woman, and then shot her son who was hiding in the guest bedroom, clutching a phone as he called his dad.

The man then looked out the window, saw the neighbors coming out of their homes and calling the police, went outside, and shot himself in front of them.

All three were pronounced dead at the scene."

The old man in front of me shook his head, "and what about it? This shit happens every day."

"The little boy's father is still alive, Dad. That man is suffering, and nobody cares."

"I suffered when your mother died, nobody cared. It's the way the world works," he laid back in the booth at the restaurant we had met at, he didn't seem at all concerned in my story.

I shook my head lightly, locking eyes with his, "why are you not getting the point?"

"I'm not getting the point because you want money for a documentary on men's rights issues. Nobody is going to want to see a documentary on men's rights, you've proven it before."

"Dad, men are three times more likely to commit suicide than women. Men have no reproductive rights and next to no opinions when it comes to the welfare of their children. Men are swept under the rug in so many factors of society and I want to bring a voice to men and boys once and for all."

My father, Edgar, sipped his tea and took out his wallet, opening it up and showing me the contents, "see this? This is the $200 I got from the last bullshit MRA film you tried to make. The one that cost me $6,000. I admire your concern for men, but the world doesn't want to see an opinion on men's issues. Make a feminist movie instead, those sell like hotcakes."

"I don't want to make a feminist movie. Dad, I'm not downplaying women's issues, I'm just-"

"You're just trying to bring light to the issues men face as well. I get it, Son. I'm not saying you aren't admirable for wanting to shed light on something nobody cares about, but I'm a business man. I risked my neck the last time it came out that I was helping to fund my son's MRA movie, the women in my company nearly started a strike over it. I agree with feminists and MRA's equally and I know we need more of a voice for both sides of the coin-"

"No, we don't. Again, not downplaying women's issues, but count how many girl-power movies came out this year alone."

"You told me it was like six, I think."

"Yes, and I watched them all. Total feminist funded, overpowered female centered movies. Count how many MRA movies came out this year."


"Exactly. Now, what I want to do is-" he cut quickly me off, "son, do you know why zero came out?"

I rolled my eyes, my father leaned in, "because men's rights don't sell."

I tried to hold back an angry voice, so I got up from the table and said with a sigh, "I'll prove people can, and do, care about men."

That night, I took my documentary idea to Kickstarter in hopes of funding the film.

Men Matter will be an inside look at the issues men face-

I paused, and hit backspace, rethinking my opening line.

Men Matter will take a look inside the world of-

No, I erased again.

Men Matter will use undiscussed insight to bring together men and women once and for all.

Too preachy, but I couldn't focus too much on my opening.

I continued to lay out how the documentary would be about how men grieve differently from women, how society sets boys up to feel less important than girls, how men are ostracized whether they show their feelings or don't, and how men need to feel more appreciated.

I took one final look at my description. Very preachy, and yet, perfect.

I expressed further how this documentary was not intended to downplay women's rights, but simply shining a light on men's rights.

The next day, I received a message regarding my campaign.

"What kind of bullshit meninist propaganda are you pushing? This campaign will not be funded, even if I have to kill you just to make it so."

Baby Blue, self-proclaimed feminist writer. She had 12 feminist romance novels funded on Kickstarter.

And now she was seeking to drown out my voice.

I responded, "I am not pushing any meninist propaganda. Do you not think out of the thousands of movies supporting women that men deserve a few too?"

"Men had their support since the beginning of time. It's time for girls to stand now."

"So it shouldn't be brought up that there's an immense gender gap in suicide rates, with men on the dying end?"

"Of course not. The less men, the better."

"There already are more women than men."

"I guess that's how it should be, cock-face."

I scowled, she wasn't worth this pitiful attempt at defending myself. I had better things to do than argue with her.

I decided instead to call up a friend of mine, Chloe Cabelle, who considers herself a "factual feminist."

She knew about my previous attempts at filming an MRA documentary, and supported me entirely and even became my cameraman. However, she was disappointed in my previous approach to marketing the last film, and wanted me to be fully funded before she helped me again.

I implored her to come over and look at my talking points for the new documentary.

"It's too all-over-the-place. I can't tell if you're making an anti-feminist documentary or a male sympathy film."

"So, what should we do?"

"Well, what is your intention? What are you hoping to accomplish here?"

"I want to bring light to men's issues."

"Ok, then you need to take out the feminist bashing. I agree, modern feminism is a huge enemy to MRA's, but your documentary should be about understanding and love rather than destroying false-fact-feminists. Do you know who you want to interview for this?"

"I have one guy in mind. The father of a boy who was recently involved in a murder suicide with his mother and her boyfriend."

Chloe looked up at me, "a little bit intense don't you think? What about interviewing some MRA's who have a history of being abuse victims?"

"I'll interview them too, but I want to interview this man. Nobody has talked about him in the news, it's all white knighting the mom who died. People are ignoring that he was on the phone with his son when the shooting happened, he's a witness to it. And nobody cares."

"He's not exactly a witness."

"Yes, he is. He may not have been there, but he had to listen as his son was shot dead. A story like that deserves to be listened to, a man like that deserves comfort for what happened."

"Have you been able to get in contact with this guy?"

"I messaged him on Facebook, and sent him a letter of sympathy in the mail including my phone number and email for if he wants to talk. Haven't gotten anything in return."

"You have his address?"

"Yes, found it online."

"Why don't we go pay him a visit? Bring him a meal, offer our assistance if he needs anything done around the house."

"That's a great idea!" I jumped up, grabbing my leather jacket and camera.

"I meant like tomorrow or something."

"Nonsense, Chloe. We cannot wait when there is a human in distress."

Chloe smiled at me before getting up and following.