STILL ALIVE! Omg guys, I hadn't posted a chapter since 2014! Don't worry tho I'll b sure to post more frequently from now on, and on my other story! Enjoy (sorry for short chapter)

The anger welled up inside me; and after what seemed like an eternity, I finally let all the emotion burst out. I could feel the malicious intent swirling all around me in an invisible vortex along with the occasional white thread of raw energy.

The energy pooled, and built itself up until it collapsed in on itself, that's when the mini explosion happened. The brick-patterned ground cracked in a small half-circle around me.

The very air shook with an otherworldly force, it was deafening, but all I could hear was my mother's screams. The cries for her dearly departed husband, her begging for him to return. But the world doesn't work that way, it never has and never will. That burned me, why can't the universe just make things easier for us all? These thoughts, the heavy force of anger around me, it was so much to deal with, too much for a 14 year old boy to handle. But I am a 14 year old boy and I have lived with the insanity and anger to last lifetimes, what was I?

The last question was irrelevant, all I needed was the anger, that was plenty. By this time people has started to stare at me and back away as quickly as possible. I think I understood what they were seeing. A dark figure surrounded by a torrent of white energy. They all saw a monster, that was what I needed.

I could feel the crown of my head begin to ache, that's how I knew my hair was growing. For some reason whenever I used this my hair always grew down to my waist in seconds, strange indeed. I kneeled, placed my hand on the ground, and pushed lightly.

I immediately shot 40 feet in the air, I looked around and spotted Gao and Company, I angled my body in the air, with ease, so that my head was facing them. I bent my knees again and pushed, I whistled through the air and angled again so that I would land on my feet.

I landed on the hard ground with a crash, the breaking of concrete in the background. Gao dropped the pen he was about to sign with in suprise, the pen followed a crack in the ground to my feet. I immediately bottled all the anger and rage with ease, it was easier to pent up the emotions then to release them, unusually. The force died away, my hair burned away to its natural length, giving off an acrid smell, and I assumed a casual pose.

I bent down to pick up the pen and held it out to Gao. "You really didn't think that you were entering in a tournament as big as this and not have your coach there, did you?"

He just stared at me then darted his eyes to the crater I was standing in. He met my eyes and broke into a grin.

"Of course not, man. Never in my life!" We both broke into laughter, the rest of the plaza remained in a stupor.