After exploring the Omni Prime Complex the young boy found a sense of satisfaction of discovering new place, but this was one place that had always eluded him. He had heard stories of this place, the Obsidian Palace. As the boy approached the building he started to sense darkness. He felt as if he shouldn't continue buy the silver haired child had to quench this curiousity. Like a cat finding a cracked door the boy made his way up to the building. His crystalline blue eyes darted back and forth, the pupils slitting like the eyes of a cat to strengthen his sight. It was dark here. He slowly approached the front door.
He reached his hand out to open the door handle. His fingers trembling, either from the fear of what he might find or from the pure excitement of such experience.
The hospital peaked his curiousity but it wasn't enough. His hunger was stronger than what they could fulfill. He needed to know more. He needed to do more. His life at the Academy wasn't enough. He had skills that the academy didn't nurture. His abilities seemed to be different than that of the average student. He knew that wasn't the path for him, but what would be?
Taking a deep breath he turned the handle and stepped inside.
He reached his hand out to open the door handle. His fingers trembling, either from the fear of what he might find or from the pure excitement of such experience.
The hospital peaked his curiousity but it wasn't enough. His hunger was stronger than what they could fulfill. He needed to know more. He needed to do more. His life at the Academy wasn't enough. He had skills that the academy didn't nurture. His abilities seemed to be different than that of the average student. He knew that wasn't the path for him, but what would be?
Taking a deep breath he turned the handle and stepped inside.