A fourteen Jacob walked silently through his parents home, hold a freshly made clay pot in his hands, the leaned down against the dinding and listened to their conversation.
"We have to earn lebih money, what we are earning now, it isn't enough." His father sighed and relaxed in his chair. Jacob slipped from the dinding and walked over to his father.
"Look dad..I finally finished the pot anda wanted me too...." Jacob handed the clay figure over to his father. He closely inspected the figure and smashed it against the ground making a clattering noise.
"How did anda expect me to sell that! It wasn't even the right size" his father pointed to the shattered clay on the floor.
"Oh Harold, be easy on the boy." his mother put her hands on his shoulders and pushed Jacob along. "Go to bed, tomorrow starts your first hari of school at the Academy!" Jacob scowled and trudged to his room, but ran into his uncle. Jacobs face lit up when he saw his uncle.
"Hi uncle Don!"
"Hey kiddo." He patted Jacobs head and pulled his hat off, "Here, I want anda to have this. I'm leaving for war tomorrow. anda take good care of it for me, okay? I've had this for a long time." his uncle put the hat on Jacobs head and smiled. "You look good sport." his uncle got and walked into the same room as his parents. Jacob skipped into his room and climbed into bed.
~1 somewhat tahun later~
Jacob sat on the dapur meja eating cereal and watching the TV across the room. The cereal bowl dropped from his hands and clattered to the floor at the news of his uncles death. Tears dripped onto down as Jacob darted out the door. His eyes turned red and shadows swirled underneath his feet, he ignored the darkness and kept running, not knowing and caring where he went. Jacob slammed into a thug and fell back, his hat landing behind him.
"Well, what do we have here?" the thug picked up Jacobs hat and put it on. "A nice hat." He grinned. Jacob snapped up,
"Give it back!" Jacob reached for it, but was smacked away oleh the thug.
"Big mistake." Jacob hissed out as shadows knocked the hat off the thug and back onto Jacobs head. "Get rid of him." Jacob waved him off and the shadows pulled him in, permanently
"We have to earn lebih money, what we are earning now, it isn't enough." His father sighed and relaxed in his chair. Jacob slipped from the dinding and walked over to his father.
"Look dad..I finally finished the pot anda wanted me too...." Jacob handed the clay figure over to his father. He closely inspected the figure and smashed it against the ground making a clattering noise.
"How did anda expect me to sell that! It wasn't even the right size" his father pointed to the shattered clay on the floor.
"Oh Harold, be easy on the boy." his mother put her hands on his shoulders and pushed Jacob along. "Go to bed, tomorrow starts your first hari of school at the Academy!" Jacob scowled and trudged to his room, but ran into his uncle. Jacobs face lit up when he saw his uncle.
"Hi uncle Don!"
"Hey kiddo." He patted Jacobs head and pulled his hat off, "Here, I want anda to have this. I'm leaving for war tomorrow. anda take good care of it for me, okay? I've had this for a long time." his uncle put the hat on Jacobs head and smiled. "You look good sport." his uncle got and walked into the same room as his parents. Jacob skipped into his room and climbed into bed.
~1 somewhat tahun later~
Jacob sat on the dapur meja eating cereal and watching the TV across the room. The cereal bowl dropped from his hands and clattered to the floor at the news of his uncles death. Tears dripped onto down as Jacob darted out the door. His eyes turned red and shadows swirled underneath his feet, he ignored the darkness and kept running, not knowing and caring where he went. Jacob slammed into a thug and fell back, his hat landing behind him.
"Well, what do we have here?" the thug picked up Jacobs hat and put it on. "A nice hat." He grinned. Jacob snapped up,
"Give it back!" Jacob reached for it, but was smacked away oleh the thug.
"Big mistake." Jacob hissed out as shadows knocked the hat off the thug and back onto Jacobs head. "Get rid of him." Jacob waved him off and the shadows pulled him in, permanently
Connors Taylor-Di Angelo
Revenge slipped a dagger into his hands. Onlookers watched nervously. Revenge calculated at least three hundred. He couldn't let them get hurt. He couldnt let the girl he loved get hurt.
"Targeting system lock on." he whispered.
The gun was cocked against Holly's head. "Choose who anda cinta more! Who?! Her, atau me? This little menggerutu, jalang who abandoned you, atau the one who stayed with you? All the way through?"
"Targeting System locked." the computer read.
Revenge raised his hand slowly, as if in slow motion. His arm moved forward. The crowd caught it's breath. The handle left his hand and the point sped the thirty yard gap and...
Power Corrupts.
Power Seduces.
If weaved correctly,
It can make even the greatest among us
Fall.
The story that changes everything,
Starts Now.
Red Revenge V: What Matters?
January 2013
"Targeting system lock on." he whispered.
The gun was cocked against Holly's head. "Choose who anda cinta more! Who?! Her, atau me? This little menggerutu, jalang who abandoned you, atau the one who stayed with you? All the way through?"
"Targeting System locked." the computer read.
Revenge raised his hand slowly, as if in slow motion. His arm moved forward. The crowd caught it's breath. The handle left his hand and the point sped the thirty yard gap and...
Power Corrupts.
Power Seduces.
If weaved correctly,
It can make even the greatest among us
Fall.
The story that changes everything,
Starts Now.
Red Revenge V: What Matters?
January 2013
Joan
