Clark Masters,has begged for him to be let go. He had hated the fact that he now his friends and family were in trouble. All because of him.

The man in front of him smiled,making the boy want nothing more than to bash his head into something that had resembled the crumbs of cookies.
"You won't get away with this."

"But I already have,love."

Clark screams echo'd as the man and killed his family as if it as nothing. Ripping their hearts out as of ripping a piece of paper in two.

He screamed,but his screams turned into a unknown sound. It sure as hell wasn't human. His eyes changed from their normal blue to a red crimson blood with the pupil darker than night.

The man's eyes lifted in curiosity;
"What are you?"

Clark,shifted on the chair. His anger taking control of him and wanting nothing more than to rip the man to shreds.
"Well,love,will you have fun and struggle,I'll be out. You still have that friend of yours,Cameron was his name?"

Clark's teeth shifted to sharp fangs as his nails changed into talons. But,the man was gone before Clark even got one hand free.

Clark feel to the floor,his blood boiling with anger. He looked up,being met with his family's dead bodies.
A growl mixed with sometime of haunting howl ripped from his throat.
And he swear to seek revenge on the man do did this;Klaus Mikaelson.

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Amarok the Wolf
Hellhound

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4/15/19: It's almost four AM. And I still can't sleep,but my phones gonna die soooo, hope you liked this chapter.