Wicked Games.

The depressed lad needed to get away from everything. The pain that burned within him was worse than usual today, making him push others away, making him take off so he could be alone. Even though he had aged a year nothing had changed within him, hell, if anything it had gotten worse. Depression enveloped him on a daily basis, thoughts of suicide clouded his judgement. Scars littered his legs where he had attempted to cut himself and bleed out. Crimson fur covered the battle marks, so unless someone had seen his actions, no one would know how emotionally damaged he truly was. Adette was never around, she had been pretty absent lately. Gerhardt was busy with Maverick and the pack, and Kamala, who knows where she's been. Besides them he didn't know another soul in the world, but that was fine. He had no desire to become attached to anyone. One thing his mother and fathers death had taught him was even the ones you love most will be violently ripped away without warning. Why do it again? Why connect to another soul, just to have them taken away once things got good? The boy breathed heavily, heart pounding, rib cadge rising and falling at an excelled rate. Harmful thoughts clouded his mind, conscious screaming to end it all. That's when he blacked out, mind raging, legs moving him faster than usual. Everything was black, yet his body and mind surged forward.

Somehow he had ended up here, in some mysterious cavern. He found himself plastered against a wall, body leaning against mother earth in an attempt to keep him steady. How he got here he didn't know. With a heavy sigh he tore himself away from the wall, taking a few wobbly steps toward the entrance. But he just wasn't feeling it. He plopped back down, rump hitting the ground forcefully. He decided now would be a good time to let his feelings out, let everything pour out... through song. No one had ever heard him sing, which was a good thing, because he wasn't sure if he was good or not. For some reason singing gave him an outlet for his pain, it made him feel better. With a sigh he raised his muzzle, shut his eyes, and let it free. "Bring your love baby I can bring my shame. Bring the drugs baby I can bring my pain. I got my heart right here, I got my scars right here. Bring the cups baby I can bring the drink. Bring your body baby I can bring you fame. Listen ma, I'll give you all I got, give me all for this, I need confidence in myself. Listen ma, I'll give you all of me, Give me all of it, I need all of it to myself. Oh, oh, oh, woah. So tell me you love me, Only for tonight, Only for tonight, Even though you don't love me. Oh, oh, Just tell me you love me. I'll give you all of me, I'll give you all of me, Even though you don't love me." He finished his verse, lowering his muzzle to its usual height. His eyes remained shut as he listened to his words echo throughout the cave, vibrant sounds bouncing off the walls around him.