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By: blakeraven on Mar 6th, 2012  |  syntax: None  |  size: 0.98 KB  |  hits: 21  |  expires: Never
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  1. All he wanted to do was hurt. Hurt that faggot until he cried for mercy. Hurt him until he knew his mistake. Hurt him and make him pay. Look at him- smirking. He had won. He had made a fool out of Leon.
  2. A fist slammed the unsuspecting Gabriel into the rows of lockers. Rage! Consuming- corrupting- pounding into his chest and skull with sheer fury. The five bystanders could only stare, agape, before slinking away in fright. Leon’s barrage, accompanied by groans of frustration, pummeled Gabriel. The pair had slid onto the floor, Leon crushing Gabriel as the poor boy lay silently, helpless.
  3. At last, Leon’s arms tired. They drooped to his side as he dragged himself upwards, towering over the bruised and cut Gabriel. One eye, Leon noticed, was starting to turn dark. What a picture- what a reversal! Leon had lain on the ground like this at Gabriel’s hands that time years ago. Justice, he fantasized, had been served. The head of the pack stalked off, leaving his prey to suffer slowly.
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