"what the hell?"
that was all his father was able say before a gauze covered fist punched him in the jaw. mr. santello fell holding his jaw, groaning. the figure glared at him behind a black mask. "so this is the shit you've been doing for twelve years, eh?" his father looked at nixuliium, confused at why this guy punched him...till he heard the next sintence "my scales still sting, even after twelve years...FATHER" the mans eyes widened at the words spoken. father? he only had one kid with that slut he married, well, aside...from...oh shit. bea looked at the figure, eyes blured by tears. she wipped them off, and looked better at the cloaked figure. "who the fuck are you?!" father asked, rage boilling. "who are you? one of my daughters sluty gay freinds?" another left hook, nocking some teath out of his mouth. "shut up, you MONSTER. I KNOW YOU KNOW WHO I AM!" the figure ripped off his mask, showing a exact replica of bea's, but with pure black eyes, with a single glowing iris. his whole face was scared, some scales missing. some of them charred. father backed up in fear."NONONONO you cant be alive!" the figure un-hooked his blade, and pointed it at is fathers neck, and with blinding speed, mr. santello was decapitaded.