Justin looked at Kyle lying in the boxing ring. "Are you okay now?" Kyle tried to stand up but collapsed. Justin rushed towards him, a look of guilt spread across his face. "You should try and stay down, Kyle." He stared at him, and he could see he was bleeding. "Jesus Christ! You just don't know when to sit down. Do you?" Justin got out of the ring and walked towards the medic kit. He grabbed one of the boxes and walked into the ring. Kyle sat up, blood dripping down the angle of his face. "You know, being stubborn won't solve a goddamn thing! You should focus and watch your opponents move. That is the only way you can win." Kyle was silent. His mind went back towards the accident. "Oh shit!" Kyle shouted, getting up to his feet. "I have to go," he said quickly, grabbing his things. Justin looked at him like a boy possessed. One minute he was down. Feeling life was kicking him into a box, and now he was feeling like a boy without worry. "Where are you going? I need to stit

Kyle rushed into his car, and for a moment he simply sat still. His chest rose and fell steadily until he screamed out loud. He shut his eyes. Tears flooded them slowly. He could remember Zack's word of advice. The way he had counseled him, telling him to slow down and think. Maybe he was not thinking straight. Maybe Zack was right after all. Kyle grabbed the paper he had seen the night he followed Clark to the cabin. He touched his pocket and he could still feel it. Kyle knew one thing. He needed to find out why his parents were killed while Frank was back. First, he needs to get himself a good apartment. Kyle drove out of the hospital and headed towards the most popular real estate agency. The moment he parked his car and walked in, people stared at him. "Isn't that Kyle?" "The boy whose grandfather died?" "Are you sure it is him?" "He might look just like him." The whispers flew up and down, but Kyle didn't seem to care. He walked straight towards the receptionist, wh

"How is that even possible?" "Did you see that?" The whispers grew the moment everything was at peace. Kyle groaned in pain. His vision was a little blurry as he collapsed onto the floor. His breathing was a bit difficult, but yet, he could feel this strange energy that was circulating through him. The door sprang open and the possible swing into action. But everything has already been taken care of. Kyle let out a shaky breath before he shut his eyes. “Clear the area!” one of the officers shouted immediately.Heavy boots thundered across the floor as armed policemen stormed into the building with rifles raised. Flashlights swept across the destroyed interior. Broken tables. Bullet holes. Blood stains. Unconscious robbers sprawled across the ground like lifeless dolls.The entire scene looked unreal.“What the hell happened here?” a young officer muttered under his breath.Nobody answered immediately.The civilians still looked too stunned to even speak properly.Some of them r

"I am not killing anybody!" Kyle said in anger. Clark walked closer to him when he saw he was more stable. " Stop! Don't you even think about it." he said with a frustrating look. "You don't seem to understand do you?" Clark said with a frown. Kyle said nothing. The disbelief on his face slowly faded into something darker. Fear. Real fear. Clark noticed it immediately.The air inside the room suddenly felt heavier, almost charged. The broken television sparked once before finally dying completely. Tiny cracks spread farther across the wall beside Kyle like invisible pressure was crushing it from within. “Kyle…” Clark said cautiously. But Kyle barely heard him. His mind was spiraling. People were dead. His stomach twisted violently. “I didn’t ask for this,” Kyle muttered under his breath. Clark folded his arms calmly. “Nobody asks for power.” Kyle looked at him sharply. “Stop talking like this is some gift!” “It is a gift.” “It’s murder!” Clark’s expression rem

Stephan remained on the ground coughing violently while the rest of the students nearby stared in complete disbelief.Nobody moved. Nobody even dared to speak.Kyle could hear his own heartbeat pounding loudly inside his ears.Thump.Thump.Thump.The strange energy inside him still hadn't settled. It moved beneath his skin like electricity searching for a way out.One of Stephan's cronies slowly got to his feet, his expression filled with fear. "W-what the hell was that?"Kyle took a step back instinctively."I..."He didn't even know what to say.How was he supposed to explain something he himself couldn't understand?Stephan finally forced himself up while holding his throat. His face had gone pale, and his arrogant expression was nowhere to be found anymore."You..." Stephan pointed shakily at Kyle. "You're a freaking monster."Those words hit Kyle harder than expected.Monster.For a second, the image of the dead men flashed through his head again.Blood soaking the floor. The so