D1 // AVOX MORENO [DONE]

I have a very bad reputation for being a smart-ass and a bit brutal. The way I act comes from my background and essentially who I am. I don’t want others to think I'm weak, just because I can't talk so I like to intimidate people. This leads to me having very little self-control and if something small makes me unhappy or angry I get upset fast. Even though I can loose my temp easily, I am very good at keeping it cool. I let it bubble on the inside. My control problems make me scary to people, but others think I'm just crazy.

I have little reason to be happy, but when I am people like to be around me. At first look people are inclined to dislike me, they see my continuous glare as offensive, if you have the guts to hang with me longer I would not glare at you and would probably be a good friend. I will not stand for people back stabbing others. I am a quiet person. Obviously. I can't talk so of course I'm fucking quiet. Who wants to her the grunts and shit that come from my mouth? No one why would they it sounds like shit.

I like to draw, but rarely get the opportunity to draw much let alone paint, colour or sell. I can be very unpredictable and don’t like to think before I act, act now think later. Consequences don’t bother me; I get in trouble and never care, I can deal with it all later. People don’t distrust me they just dislike me. I don’t care if people don't like me they can deal with it, it is who I am and if you don't like it get over it. I won't change for anyone. I like to stick to myself, I like the whole mysterious thing that seems to surround me. People leave me alone.

"What's your name?"

"Can't say anythin? Are you that dumb?"

"Sir, the girl can't talk. She has no tongue."

"Oh... In that case I'll take her."

That was it. A few words and then I had a home. I was taken from the community place, and taken to a big house. Yeah. Fancy big place, not that good. It was too big, too clean and expensive. I felt like an alien when I got there. I didn't belong in such a place. But I soon learnt that I did. Because in this house it was all about the fighting, glory and winning. I loved it. I had to fight. I had to hurt my 'siblings' to get what i wanted, to get the attention that I seeked, because the attention was good. It meant we were good.

For the first time I wanted to be talked to and accepted.

I wanted my parents to see me.

SO I fought, I attacked. One day I killed a girl. I don't know why. Well actually I do. She had hit my sore point. That real sore point of my tongue. She had connected the dots. Avox = no tongued monster. oh that bitch started picking on me real good. Then when we got into the fight I let it all out and I accidentley killed her. The sad thing is i don't feel bad about it. I loved it. It made me happy seeing her life drain from her, because of what I had done. I wanted to do it again.

But I haven't.

No I heavn't killed another one yet. But I will. I'll kill them all one day. I love the luife I have been thrown into, this continuous training for the games is amazing I want to fight and kill. Blood and gore. Ugh it is just so unbelieveable. I guess in a way I am happy I am no longer in that silly community home, but maybe it was a good place, because at least there I didn't become a monster. But then again I love the monster in me. I feel so much more alive.

"Who are you?"

That question was very familiar.

"Well?"

This time I had an answer.

"Fuck you."

I'm a Moreno.

To bad I can't talk.