We're Not Evil, Just Betrayed
Sky stared at her, his own body littered with violet bruises that never seemed to fade. Not with the treatment he constantly endured. "Why...?" he asked, his voice barely even a whisper as he looked at her mother, bearing the cold glare that was beaming down at him. His fists clenched, tears brimming as the murmur of words blurred against his ears. He screamed, his eyes turning into a flash of gold as he charged forward, his fist connecting with his mothers ribs.