01-25-2010, 02:06 PM
Alex followed the bird, allowing it be their eyes. He stood in the middle of the street, about half a mile away from the warehouse. He heard Mike, and nodded, before turning his head and saw a black van. He walked over to the car, and with a soft groan, lifted the heavy vehicle. "AHHHH!" he screamed, and threw the car at the warehouse. It flew through the air, and slammed into the building. A pair of swords then appeared in his hands, and he began running towards the warehouse, intending to end the gang, once and for all.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.