Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-26571677-20160209211941/@comment-24416658-20160311042317

(Jade is being skipped for inactivity.)

Thorald sat in this backwater hotel room, weighing the phone in his hand. Looking over the design, he thought over the last couple of weeks, eyes slightly tearing up.

When he first discovered his powers, his neighborhood lit up. His parents tried to protect him. They were trampled underfoot by the rioters. He was kicked, punched, clubbed, even shot at. Somehow, the bullet barely penetrated his skin. Instead, he let out a yell, his powers lashing out, bringing down lightning from the heavens.

He had killed them all. He didn't want to. But he did.

Now he was on the run. Nothing except his hammer and the clothes on his back. Even his girlfriend turned her back on him, before his parents were killed. He was glad that this hotel owner was so drunk that he hadn't even looked at the boy's sparking veins.

"A chance to fight back..." he said aloud. He was curious, and not nervous whatsoever. Nothing else left for him here.

Sighing, he slipped under the covers, bringing the sheets over and falling asleep. He left the light on.