he let go of the power, letting it subside calming at a familiar touch
"moron focusing on anger does not let you control power"
"i am sorry master...i have not thought of..." he choaked "...of her...and HIM" he spat vemon into the word
"did i ask why you failed i informed you WHY you failed"
"yes master..." he hung his head in shame
"again" sure he had burns on his arm but he ignored them
he nodded, this time slipping back into the form a little quicker
and he stood watching onyx
he took off sprinting again, this time using caution remebering, letting the rage boil...then simmer into partal control. he focused on her face and her words sweeter than the sweetest honey. he kept running struggling and barely keeping the lid on the rage
"foucs kid focus" sure his rage towards dracula was always there but he kept locked deep never let it fuel his moves it just fueled his mission to fight
Tora, looks around, she might as well work on her own stuff, she just began sharpening the blade with a sharpening stone she'd stolen
slowly, was was able to grasp the rage safely, using it to fuel his movements. reaching new speeds he thought long away. he thundered by the bar as his muscled rippled with excitment. he ran faster and faster. before leaping up into the air and landing with a stumble but kept running
a song of the same sweet voice spilled from his mind and into his masters. letting him feel the rage, sorrow, and steely need to fix what was wronged behind them
he sighs pulling out a gun a single gun that to most would just seem like another weapon in shades limited arsenal but he ran his hand across the rose engraved into the handle the MW eleganty carved inside it...the weapon that belonged to his deceased mother "i finally did something right..."
then, a spectre appeard in front of him. a smaller woman, with a similar build and skin to Onyx "that you have, your mother must be very proud of you"
"i hope so i really do" he faces the women usually his stoic dead inside expression was on his face this time...it was pain and regret
"i lead Onyx to you for a reason. he does not know of the power he has just found. and he shares the same scars upoon his innerself as you. i can not bring you to your mother or vice virsa...but...i can give you this. take good care of my boy, for you are the closest he sees as a father. treat him as your own" she touched his forehead dissapearing. giving him another glimpse of his mothers smiling face
he sighs he will not fail onyx like he failed his team or how he failed to save his sister "you have my word"
another silver paw appeared on his cheek, slightly larger. Onyx's mother had given him her blessing. but his thoughts were cut short by the ground rumbling, before Onyx burst through thr trees halting in front of him
"well done kid you mastered your rage" nevermind in many of shades raid he had the secrets to resurrection as dracula's minions used it to bring him back numerous times ((refer to castlevania
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