Stealing

However, something about him didn't look so friendly. A smug smile tugged at the corners of his icy coal lips. The sky darkened and the wind howled forcefully whipping my hair back furiously. I booted my so called mate repeatedly, rapidly firing brutal blows to his stone cold emotionless face. The wind howled around me once again, sweat dripped from my face as i continued to beat the living daylights out of him. Vicious, violent, forceful beatings like the ones i received, finally ended with one giant stomp! I stepped back looking at my work. I wiped the sweat from my head and flipped my hair back. I smiled, the biggest grin plastered to my face. I couldn't wait for the sun to rise in the morning to see the horrific faces of the innocent children. My eyes glimmered in satisfaction.