What do you mean! as I paced back and forth angryly shouting. He stood there clinching his fist together as his eyes shifted from a light silver to a dark silver. The air was thick and heavy, with each breath I took in I could feel myself getting heavier by the second. As minutes pass I could tell he wasnt going to walk out with out a fight but I just had it up to here. I needed air, I need to be far away from here. Questions where swelling rapidly within my head, I could feel a headache forming like a whirlpool. I made me way to the door, just before I had exited and vanishing off into the darkness I softly mutted "I'm a half breed"