The Demon Of BurnabyThe Demon Of Burnaby by ~AysonC
I don't know how you felt about middle school but for me, the first thing that comes to my mind was an incident in which I almost beat to death one of janitor at the school. Naturally, for a little boy of 14 years old to hurt an average man, it was uncommon. That's why I moved to another city; New-York.
[12 January 2008]
At that time, I was strong for someone of my age. However, I never wanted to use this strength for any activity. I was short compared to the other students. On that sunny day, the classroom had got the teacher's attention as usual. My best friend, Nish, was seating next to me and I could easily saw that he was not focused as he was sweating and getting impatient at the end of the day.
Mr. Frank was a new janitor at school, even if he tried to hide it, I could see his tattoo covering almost all over his body. He was the classic juvenile delinquent that would fight anyone. The director of the school even had to sever him several times for his clothing who we
Black Pulse - DarknessBlack Pulse - Darkness by ~AysonC
I finally broke it - The little star that kept the shadows apart, I broke it or should I rather say, I turned it black. I would like to say that it is not my fault but from the start, I should have protected it and prevented it from approaching me. I want it to shin again but for that should I stay away from it or correct my sins.
In an abandoned old mansion, we were standing in front of each other. There it is, standing like a creature from another world, which was once a human being. Even though her face was covered by her messy hairs, I could feel her glare covering my whole body. Her body suit was tainted with a reddish color but the heavy rain pounding all over the place was trying to get rid of her acts.
I stepped forward to calm her down but without hesitating, she jumped on me and scratched my shirt as I skipped her claws.
"Wake up! Don't let it..." I shouted.
Chapter 1 – The Father, the son and the target
Starting the story from the beginning…
My father was t