A isn't for Avenging

Imagine. Your entire life you had to deal with this, it's shadow always standing above you. When you walked to school. When you watched TV. When you threw your dog a stick. It was there. It was there watching and observing you. It never did anything. It never hurt or harmed you.

Until one night it attacked, but by then you were already gone. And for once in your life there was no shadow. Just the sweet bliss of freedom.

But freedom comes with a price. Mine was losing my parents to the shadow in the attack.

The imagine above? That's my life. My problem. My.... mistake.

I run. I fight. I survive.

RFS. RFS. RFS.

My motto. Run, Fight, Survive.

Now surviving isn't living. I have to run. Everyday, in fear that the shadow will find me. And trust me it will eventually.

But that shadow finding me was the best and worst thing in my life. It killed my parents, it... it destroyed my home and family. But it lead me to my new family. To my new home. To my new life. And it all started because of my powers.

(This is a spin off from my series "The Starks")