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Phoenix's Wrath
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Reagan suddenly shot awake. Something wasn't right. "Everybody, stay here. Don't leave the ally, I'll return soon," he growled and got up. He made his way out of the ally. It was getting chilly out, he gave a little shiver. He pulled his light sweater around him. It wasn't much but it would have to do. The streets were empty as the clock struck one in the morning. He looked both ways and walked down the sidewalk. There was an eerie still in the air; something, in which was the cause of waking him was wrong. Whenever something bad was about to happen, Reagan felt it before it even did. He crossed the street, memories flooding back.
A while ago he knew four other boys. He called them brother and the four had been inseprable, but his brothers betrayed him. They left him alone and drilled it into his head that he was a bad person. And even till this day Reagan believes it. After what all happened, reagan didn't trust many.
A while ago he knew four other boys. He called them brother and the four had been inseprable, but his brothers betrayed him. They left him alone and drilled it into his head that he was a bad person. And even till this day Reagan believes it. After what all happened, reagan didn't trust many.