Revenge. That's all the young boy wanted. His parents had been divorced and all he felt was Anger and Fear. Fear for what was ahead for the future. Anger for what his father had done to him, his mom, and his younger brother. He loved his family, all but two people. The first and foremost was his Father. The second was his Aunt. He hated them both with such a passion that he did everything he could to make their lives a living Hell. He laughed and enjoyed their agony almost as much as he enjoyed causing it. He was a mastermind ever since he was young. He loved to cause such chaos. But deep down he knew that one day, he would be found out.

The boy's insecurity and anger grew more and more as each passing day went by. His mom and his younger brother both worried about him. He could honestly care less at this moment. The hatred he had for his eldest aunt and father also grew with each passing day. He knew the time was coming for when he could have his revenge. He only hoped he wouldn't be found out.