Chapter Seventeen

Blood.

Blood everywhere.

So much of it, the only thing Aaron could see, then the flames around him. The entire alleyway had caught all his flames in under a few seconds. Even still, Aaron could feel the replensed flames, that kept recharging and recharging from the anger he felt, deep inside him, as all his emotions were released out into the air. With his heart broken, and his mind feeling the raging temperature of the flames he was dishing out. He charged towards the person responsible. Ignoring the person next to him, which was the only person he could truly trust now, his nails dug into the man's chest, almost instantly.

Grinding his teeth like medal bolts, Aaron pushed the person to the ground, tackling him to the ground, making sure to cover his mouth, with the side of his elbow, for his voice, made him sad. And now, wasn't the time for that.

''Bastard! You spinless bastard! How fucking dare you!'' He shouted, as he slammed the man's head against the hard payment. Which once he finally saw more blood, caused Aaron to stop. The man's eyes softened, as the dawn of the sun, plus the smoke, of his own chaos, streamed and filled his face. Causing those big bright orange eyes, to stream with tears, as the dust and smoke filled his lungs.

The vibrant black cloak he wore, blew slightly in the wind, as Aaron felt the hot, but cool blood, stain the side of his bare arms, as his cloak, lightly blew in the wind as well. Having not yet had the chance to change into something better. His skin chilled at the temperature, but he acted quickly, once the flames of the borrowed red lighting hit his skin, which instantly caused him warmth, as he tried to cause more pain to the person.

Suddenly however, a cold blast of misty hail shot towards his face. Causing scratches, and cuts to form around his face, as he was forced to adjust his vision, once the misty appeared in his eyes. As the man got the drop on him, he was pushed back, when he was kicked right in the stomach. With the opening the man had gotten from what he'd done, Aaron clenched his teeth, his hands clenched into fists, as he growled and hissed angrily.

Turning his head to the left side of him, he saw the peaceful brown eyes, of the other person in that alley. To his surprise, the anger inside him, starting to fire him up again, once he took in the sight of his handsome face.

''Stay there! Don't help me!'' He ordered. The brown eyes softened, then relaxed, once he told him that.

''Aaron!'' Shouted the man.....Aaron turned back to the man, standing in front of him, covered in blood, as it rose all over his face. Never seeming to want to stop, from a fresh wound opened on his forehead.

''No!'' He barked. ''I don't want to hear it from you, I trusted you! Your a bastard! I should've known there was more to you, then what you showed me! Your evil, and I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!'' He repeated over and over, his sharp blue eyes widening to the widest they could, as the anger inside him, only begged to the hidden, blue lighting, he said he wouldn't use. But forgottening everything he said to Nia, was never something he expected he'd do. But, as he was taught as a kid...

Promises were always mean't to be broken....