The sky was dark and the moon barely lit the sky but anyone who chose to look is direction would have seen Marcus's eyes flashing with anger. A green glow overtook his normally brown eyes and they flared like a jungle cat ready to pounce.
He stood on the beach attached to the bionic academy staring at the two bodies near the water. Only his bionic sight allowed him to see them rolling in the sand, back and forth moaning the entire time. Bodies pressed together tight and flush faces leaned in for a kiss. Marcus didn't know who the boy was who had his back to the sand but he knew the one on top of him.
Chase Davenport, HIS CHASE was making love to some other boy right there in the open. HE and Chase had never even had sex. He wanted Chase to be his first and he thought Chase wanted the same but he guessed not. He turned from the boys and walked away, forced to listen to the soft groans that reached his bionic hearing.
He stepped onto the metal ground that the Academy was built off of. He had come for Chase but if Chase didn't want him then he'd go with plan B. With hate in his mind and hurt in his heart Marcus stepped into the building, planning on delivering the final blow to his creator's scull.