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Mar 12, 2017 14:32:07 GMT -5
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Post by Møиø¢ħяøмe on Mar 12, 2017 14:32:07 GMT -5
"Iт'š נυšт...ħαяđ, чøυ κиøω?"
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Footsteps echoed against the brick walls of an alley that was deep in the city. The alley seemed like it had been untouched for years, standing still in time as the world around it changed. Which made it the perfect place to stay. Nobody sane would dare venture this far into the labyrinth of alleyways. Except of course, Leon. The guy that was able to control fire. Er, somewhat control fire. His flames usually had a mind of it's own. The guy who was also declared a high level threat similar to serial killers and the likes. He was by no means a psycho, though that's what everyone else assumed. Ah well, couldn't help it anymore. Not like he had a say in what was said about him.
No, he never meant to hurt anyone. He never wanted to become the bad guy. His flames just sort of came out of nowhere, and everything was over in an instant. One moment he was surrounded by a gang of about five people, then suddenly they were all on the ground with severe burns or worse. He felt horrible about everything he had caused, though he couldn't do anything about it.
Anyway, tonight was just like any other. He headed out to go grab some food. And by grab, he meant steal. It wasn't like he could maintain a job while everyone wanted him pretty much dead. Heh, even he couldn't resist making jokes. Shaking his head to himself with a small smirk, he glanced back up, staring at the street. Since it was about three in the morning, there were rarely any cars. Which lessened the probability of having the police called on him. Reaching back to pull his hood up, he stepped onto the sidewalk and made his way to the 24-hour convenience store about a block away. Stuffing his hands in his pockets as a cold breeze hit him, he sighed. He took a deep breath, trying to heat the air around him. Spending his days alone, he learned quite a bit about his powers. When he felt threatened, or when he was angry was when his powers were beyond his control. It didn't happen often, but when it did, things turned into a hot mess. Literally.
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