Ashley was barely a teen when he first found out he was a mutant. Everywhere he went, people would shun him, bully him, and make his life a living hell. The series of unfortunate events don't stop there either.
Unable to take it anymore, he ran awa...
"What?! No music?" I was practically yelling at my own parents.
"It's for your own good, sorry Ash.."
"For my own good? My own good?! Music has been helping me with my studies! Don't say that it's for my own good!!" I was screaming at the top of my lungs.
I couldn't control myself. Music had been with me for the longest time. I discovered great bands which helped me through tough times. And I was not willing to let it get taken away from me. I was so caught up in my sudden outburst that I didn't realise my parents were frozen in place.
My face softened as tears welled up in my eyes. "M-mum? Dad? I'm so so sorry...I didn't mean it...I swea-"
I felt a large hand impact my face. I flinched in horror. My dad...slapped me. He did it with so much force that I ended up lying down on my bed, with my cheek developing a bruise.
"Now listen here Matthew," he started. Oh shit, I'm fucked. He said my middle name.
"We are your parents and we will not tolerate you treating us like shit. We know about your sudden outbursts but this has gone too far!" He jabbed his finger at me. At that point, I became even more terrified. My dad had never shown that side of him before. I was pleading my mum with my eyes for help but she merely shook her head.
"Dad, please-"
"I will not forgive you, Matthew! You are grounded!"
My mouth was wide open upon hearing those dreaded words. Grounded? That meant I couldn't meet up with Sammi. I won't be able to see her unless I'm in school.
My face contorted into a mix of red, black and blue. I slowly stood up to look my dad straight in the face. He was still furious at me.
"Don't you dare." I was holding up my hand in a fist, ready to strike. My mum was horrified at such a sight.
Without hesitating, I threw the strongest punch I could, leading to my mum screaming and my dad staggering backwards.
"You insolent child!" bellowed my dad, before he tackled me in a ferocious grip. I was struggling to break free. My mum couldn't do anything, all she could do was watch us tear each other apart.
Soon enough, we were engaged in a terrifying hand-to-hand combat. I couldn't think during this time and all my energy was invested in trying to harm my dad as much as possible.
My dad kicked my legs from under me, making me fall on my butt. Once I was on the ground, he started kicking and punching me. I was helpless.
Suddenly, I let out an ear-piercing shriek. My dad stopped what he was doing while my mum shifted slightly to see what was happening.
It all happened so fast. I felt my fingers and toes growing claws and fur started sprouting out of my body. I felt a muzzle and tail forming and my entire body shrinking.
I remember seeing the horrified look on my dad's face before lunging at him, not as a human, but as a wolf.
I was pinning my dad down and snarling at him. My mouth, or should I say snout, was threateningly close to my dad's face. It wasn't long until my mum had to pry me off him before I ripped his face to shreds.
I shook myself from her grip before landing on all fours, still snarling, but at her. At the same time, my older brother, Nick, came home.
Upon seeing my dad on the floor of my bedroom and me snarling at my mum, he grabbed me by the neck and held me up.
"Nick! No! That's Ashley!!" My mum called him.
"This is a wild wolf. It doesn't have a name." He was clearly confused.
"No! That wolf is Ashley." I tried to open my mouth to speak but realised that firstly, I'm being choked and secondly, I was a wolf.
He faced me again and took a long, hard look at me. He suddenly let go, probably because he saw the fear in my eyes.
I coughed a few times before collapsing and returning back to human form.
At the same time, my dad sat up. He didn't come over to me; all I felt was the presence of mum and Nick. I couldn't move. All I could do was groan in pain. My bones and muscles were aching terribly.
"Ash! Ash! Are you okay?!" Nick shook me awake.
"Do I look okay?" I glared at him.
He chuckled slightly before being shoved by my mum. She was looking over me and trying to get me up. Meanwhile, my dad was still trying to make of what had happened. He turned to look at me with a grim expression.
"I'm s-sorry for punching you d-dad..." I managed to stutter.
My dad's face had blood streaks and patches of blue-black. It was disheartening to know that I was capable of doing that to the one who cared so much for me.
Tears started streaming down my face as he turned away and stormed out of the room. I heard him mutter, "I didn't ask for a fucking freak."
My mum enveloped me in a tight embrace while crying along with me. Nick carried me to my bed and grabbed lunch for me. A few minutes later, my mum left to find my dad and talk to him. Knowing my dad, once he's got an opinion about something, nobody's gonna change it.
I just hoped he didn't shun me for what I had become. Nick was by my side, for the time being, helping me with my schoolwork and cracking jokes to lighten the mood.
"Hey Nick, can you grab my phone? I need to message Sam."
"Sure, kiddo," he replied and tossed my phone accurately into my hands.
"Nice shot bro."
"Thanks, bro."
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~Character Overview~
Nicholas 'Nick' Brooks
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