Bloodlust

Maxus didn't sleep.

Dawn seemingly took forever to arrive. The vigilante counted down the minutes that painfully turned into hours. 4am...5am...

The first rays of sunlight finally seeped through his window. Maxus hastily prepared his clothes and bags for school, kicking his door open and marching out. The burning sensation running through his chest, a hungry unquenchable rage constantly pumping an endless wave of adreleline into him.

He only had one thought in mind. Alex Beng must pay.

People in school avoided him.

Maxus had his jaw clenched, giving the path ahead of him a hostile glare. Most people spotted his bruises, large areas of his forearms swelling purple and black, several cuts across his cheek and more, looking like a fighter that was looking for a prey. Alex Beng...he was warned. He had every reason and chance to not kill but yet, everytime Maxus thought back about what happened yesterday.

The Red Scorpion matching his every move, an opponent that he couldn't beat fo
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