"I am not a person...
I am a monster...
My life is disposable...
He can have control...
I don't want the liability anymore...
I am a monster...
And that's all I'll ever be..."
The hooded figure walked down the back alley leading to JCPD's head precinct. As he came closer a small smirk etched itself on his face, and a sword materialized out of the thin air. The sound of metal being dragged was comparable to rusty nails running down a chalkboard, and quickly gained the attention several officers on their smoking break. Almost instantly they approached the figure causing him to stop as another went inside to get restraints. With all the issues happening in Jump lately nobody was taking any chances even if the figure did look like a tall ten year old.
"What you doing here? And what's with the piece?"
One of the officers barked. The figures smirk grew into a full smile. The cut was instant, and fatal. The other officers backed off, and drew their weapons. The figure flipped up the hood showing the pink haired boy. Axle... But, something was off... He had no pupils... His eyes looked like huge jet black holes, with no reflection, or any light... Pure evil radiated from the boy.
"I'm very pleased with your decision Axle..."
"Y- Yeah... Me too..."
The first voice was somewhat of a low growl... Almost demonic, and to mature sounding for a child to make. The other was that of a hurt child. Small, frail, and somewhat scared. Axle raised his blade to slash at another officer while the first voice cackled insanely.