C12 Fear

(Ryker)

Fear. That's one thing I thrived on, I fed on, which kept me alive and going. It made me feel powerful, fear is what I loved the most. Presently, it's staring back at me in the form of a rogue. With my talons extended Along with my canines getting ready for my kill of the day, I struck.

I didn't stop until I was looking at its dismembered body with a smile on my blood-covered face