The boy listened for her shaky breathing amidst the sounds of wind cracking against the car as it sped down the Florida back roads. The smell of dew and sweat still hung in the air as the boy opened his mouth to speak, looking in what he assumed was her direction. "Mary, how long is this silence going to last? We've been on the road for hours now and you've yet to say anything or look in my general direction." Mary moved her charcoal black hair to the side to shoot the bloodied blindfolded boy a yellow eyed look before making a sharp left to the nearest ditch and throwing it in park. Mary then pivoted her body to the right to face the bloodstained face of the boy sitting in her passenger seat. He tilted his head as if he could see her upset expression through the now blood red blind fold. That snapped something inside of her that had been building up since the attack in Tallahassee. Her hand snapped out at his face but instead made contact with his own, as he caught hers inches from his face. Tears began to run down her face as she screamed at him anger coursing through her body "What the hell happened back there?!? Who are you any more? Huh Clovers are you even in there anymore! Or is it just that arrogant justice ass again!" The tears had now turned to sobs as the memory of that monster ripping through his face tore through her mind as the chimera had done his eyes. Clover let go of her hand as a different memory ran through his mind. He was back in school several months ago, sophomore year "Jack Moores are you with us today?" The shrill of the teachers voice cut through his glare like scissors through paper. He looked up to see the whole class was staring at him. "Yes ma'am sorry ma'am" Jack replied as fast as he could. He quickly returned his gaze to back outside where two men had ganged up on a student not much older then Jack himself it hadn't turned physical yet but he was sure that wouldn't last. Jack felt anger that he had felt before in similar situations, an anger he had learned quickly that he could not control at least very long. Jack turned to the teacher now to point out the injustice to try and resolve it without getting involved as his father had reminded him so many times before. "Mrs.Colender, there's gonna be a fight outside." He said pointing to the window where the two men had now pinned the kid to the ground. The teacher looked up "Ignore them their not on school grounds so their out of my jurisdiction." She spoke turning her head back to the smart board. The anger now surged through him at the teachers lack of concern, "It had become to much to bear" was Jacks final clear thought as he got up shoving past his teacher and making his was outside. The whole class followed teacher screaming in tow, as his walk turned into a full blown sprint towards the two men. They were both men of mixed ethnicity, one of Spanish descent and the other of African descent however both wore the colors of the typical trash around these parts. Though this barely crossed Jacks mind as his left fist connected with temple of the Spanish man who sat atop of the now bloodied student who watched between brief waves of consciousness. The African yelled something incoherent as his friend toppled to the ground blood seeping out of his ear, he charged Jack grabbing him from behind covering Jack's eyes in the process. This would be a defining moment in Jack's life and a fatal one in the lives of the two men. Everything slowed for Jack despite being blind he felt more aware then any other point in his life, he could see the Spanish get up from the ground pulling a gun from his belt but he saw all this without sight but instead with the sounds of the gun rubbing against the leather of his belt as it was drew, with the smell of kicked up dirt from the Spaniard rising from the ground. At the sound of gun's hammer being drawn back Jack let his new awakened "senses" lead his next actions. Jack could hear the loud bang of the pistol, the smell of the gun powder erupting from the bullet, the crackling of the air breaking against the bullet as it traveled towards him. In all this new found awareness he threw his elbow back into the side of the African all the while sidestepping, this instead forced the African into the bullet. Jack could hear the bullet plunge into the man's chest the sudden stop of his rampant heartbeat as the bullet tore through it's flesh turning the heartbeat into a bloodied gargle. Suddenly the smell of blood filled the air but Jack barely noticed as he tackled the Spanish man who was still exhaling in shock when Jack's fist found his jaw, the sound of breaking bone only fueling his anger. Jack fought with new clarity as he didn't dare to open his eyes at the risk of losing his new "Power". Jack could hear the urgent footsteps of students and faculty ushering his rage filled mind to find a quick solution to his Spanish problem. He then pushed the mans face to the ground and in one quick motion punched the man in the back of his neck, severing his spinal cord. The sound of the crack and a final gasp were the last sounds that left the mans body. Only then did Jack open his eyes to see the carnage he reaped upon the men....looking at his blood covered hands he screamed for forgiveness at the sky, tears filling his bloodshot eyes.
