I was Shawn Mast until June 6th when we were returning from my school when a psycho truck driver slams into our car!
The accident left my parents dead and me with a purpose, A purpose to destroy all the wrongs in the world.
After that I lived on the streets and then one day when I heard a scream. I followed it to someone being robbed by 3 men with guns.
Civilian: "Please it's all I have!"
Guy 1: "I think we have a liar on our hands."
Guy 2: "We know how to deal with liars!"
*The other two nod in approval*
*The first guy raises his gun to fire*
*I run at him with anger, my hand outstretched to grab the gun away*
*And then... he was at the other end of the street* *I looked at my unfamiliar hand which had a black energy around it*
*The other men ran away as well as the one who was robbed out of fear, not before taking his stuff back out of the unconscious one.*
