Wrecking Ball.

He was starting to get that funny feeling again.

There was something terrible lurking in his heart, a sinking sensation that threatened to drown him. He was floating loose on the breeze, a dangerous juxtapositions but nothing could be done about it now. He was smart not to go do3wn into that cave, something else lurked there something he didn't want to run into in the dark. But if he was going to find her he had to start somewhere, anywhere at all.

It didn't take long to get noticed.

He watched in hushed curiosity as the young female displayed her intentions, no fear instilled in those green eyes of her. She was a perfect stranger, so much it hurt. But truth was, he was the stranger. Citrus stained hues held a certain level of sadness, trying to contain a sudden burst of emotion oh how he hated having feelings he wished they would shrivel up and die but he had to face the facts and so he stood his ground, the change consuming him leaving nothing but bones and dust.

Soon they were joined by another, sisters or so it seemed by the way they greeted each other. A sharp ache, he had not seen his brother or his sisters for a very very long time. Vengeance might as well be just a memory, Fable he was certain now was dead and Newt??? He trembled in the dark, watching both of them close making no sudden moves as everything started to sink in. "I mean no harm" his voice soft, slipping through the cold air like a knife. "I lost someone. Her name is Newt ."He said nothing more, leaving the empty space for them to use. He had to find her, he just had to nothing else made sense he was a coward and it was time to let old habits die. Hackles slightly raised, feeling more pent up then ever.