Silver Trailer.
Somewhere in the mountain, a small cabin can be found out of place. The chimney had a weak smoke coming out of it as the bonfire inside is keeping the place warm from the inside. Only a TV, Refrigerator and a couch could be found with a young male laying on it all lazy.
Slowly he opened his red eyes and released a long yawn. Moving off his couch with his pale white skin shining out once the moonlight hits his skin glowing bright. He got dressed by putting on a long sleeved shirt with silver lining coming from his shoulders area. Putting on a black jeans as he then tie up his black with white lines on the sides.
Before he got to the door he viewed a picture frame of him being a small kid standing next to a person but the corner of the picture got burned for not revealing the face. On the bottom right of the picture it was written me and my brother.
Walking out of his cabin while carrying a bag along the way. Putting on his black beanie over his short silver hair as it still is visible at the edge of the beanie. looking around the forest as he kept walking further and further until he stopped. Lowering his bag as he gets surrounded by Beowolves that are growling to the male. Raising his bag up and starts swirling it in circles.
"well...let's play." The male spoke with a lazy low voice while it sounded annoyed."
The Beowolves charges in as the male tossed his bag up in the air, jumped up to dodge the claws as he pulled his bag out to reveal a RPG with glowing neon light red on the sides. Grabbing the handle and the handle with the trigger as the full moon is showing behind him with him showing a huge grin. Fired the RPG as a quick explosive beam shots through the Beowolf his head and slowly burning into ashes.
Once the male landed he moved his holder side way and pulled once as the RPG neon light changed to light blue. Putting his holder back on it's original placement. He turned around to fire against the body of the Beowolf trying to slash him, it slowly frozen up as the male stepping on it the flip backwards in the air to dodge the Beowolf that tried to tackle him and ended up crashing into the frozen one that got shattered into pieces.
Once another one charges in, the male quickly shot the one Beowolf that tried to tackle in frozen ice and used it to slide away quickly like a path. Jumped off and then took a dive roll to make a stance on one knee and put the RPG straight forward.
The Beowolves growling until they all charging at once, the male kept firing and freezing most of them from their feet's. He stood up and starts blocking the attacks one by one while groaning for getting overwhelmed. Until the last swipe passes his torso he barely dodged it as another head buts his chest to launch him away from the horde. The male rolling and floating in the air while landing a couple of times due to gravity until he stopped rolling at a certain point. Laying there with his eyes closed for receiving major beating.
Images of fire surrounds him with his younger self crying and lost while try to find something that would comfort him. He kept walking to the opening gap of the flames until he sees a person holding a women by her shoulder. The women tears are flowing from her eyes while watching the kid himself. The person opened it's hand to create a demonic flame in front of the boy and placing it slowly on the women mouth to muffle her screams. Slowly the fire consuming her body and sets her on fire, the hand removed as the scream it self awaken the boy in present time up with his eyes showing pure rage.
Slowly he reached for his rpg and placed both hands on the middle.
now you have done it." The male spoke with a very sinister voice and yet full of anger. the Beowolves stopped moving for sensing the male has changed.
"you never should piss me off...cause if you do..."
The male twisted the RPG and slowly separating them as they starts changing while the handle and the trigger changing automatically towards the hands of the male to hold on. The holder slide open a hidden trigger on the front side with the fingers of the male planted on it and his thumb on the back side. The two rpg clinched on the sides of his arms with the front gap closing and both end sides opening up. Slowly the rpg neon lights changed to white. He stood up with the wind brewing along his movements as the silver lining of his hair covering one side of his eye while the other still revealed with a very thin iris.
"you will regret you faced me in person..."
The Beowolves just charging mindless to the male again with the numbers are 20 against one. The male just smirked and extended his RPG while stretching his arms back and bend slightly lower. He gripped the triggers of both RPG as the end blowing of strong winds that launched the male straight to the horde. Prepared the first hook as he pressed the trigger that causes his punch to go off in less then one second against the Beowolf cheek. Slowly the head of the Beowolf came clean of as another comes from a different direction. used his other remaining fist towards it and pressed the trigger of the handle again to pierce through the belly of the Beowolf. The Male grinning for he kept proceeding mindless against the horde and just ducks, jumps or side steps for every swipe that came in his way. All gapes were open after the Beowolves attacks as the male uses it to just knock on their chin, arms, legs, middle and even the face.
The male took down the most of them as one is remaining. It turned and trying to fled, the male emotionless aims at the Beowolf with his grin slowly fading. He aimed his RPG tonfa forward and shifted his handle to the right to open up the front opening. Hovering his finger over to the trigger and pulled it that launched a explosive orb that hits the Beowolf head. Once it connected it exploded with the upper part of the Beowolf shattering into pieces as the lower part slowly dropping down to it's knees and finally drops the corpse down the ground.
Slowly the male calmed down as he turned around and sees the destruction he has done. His face is full of sadness as he could feel the cold winds brewing behind him with his silver lining brewing up and down. Silver petals passing him and slowly looked forward with a tear slowly running down his cheek.