Jan 10, 2015
Throwback Fighting || oldmanmarquis
Aaron was cool. Ever since the whole thing at his house on New Years, Michael trusted him. So for Michael to be happy about being teamed up with him, it made sense. "Aaron, you ready for this shit?" Michael said, cracking his neck as he saw something big come crashing through the streets. Michael clenched his fists, trying to rage up, but to no avail. With a startled gasp he realized he was fucked, no power meant no control. He nearly backed out then, but as a girls scream filled the air and she thrashed in the hand of the monster, Michael knew they couldn't give up.