Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25169271-20170212032110/@comment-25169271-20170219174353

The boy feigned sleep as soon as he was placed in the truck, avoiding the questions being put towards him, mostly because he had no answer. Quickly enough though the feigning turned into the real thing as the boy falling asleep. As the boy slept he was brought back to the events of the previous night.

The boy laid there on the ground, a fragment of the table sticking through his abdomend. One of the assailants was bearing down on him when his sister Angela came out of nowhere and latched onto the man, digging her claws and teeth into his flesh. There was a struggle, it was hard to focus witht he pain in his stomach but then there was a scream. Angela was on the ground with one of the assailants pinning her there with a sword through her chest. Emotions ran through the boy.

He was overcome with rage, greif, agony, and a slew of other emotions, and as these emotiongs surged through his body so did an immeasurable strength. The boy pushed himself forward in a fit of pure rage, pulling himself free from the remains of the table and launching himself at the men. It was a flurry of anger and hate that resulted in them dead, him bleeding badly, and Angela lying motionless on the ground.