~District 1~Onyx Meeker~16~Male
Onyx looked over at Lux, and she had a grin plastered on her face. Publicity hog. He thought, rolling his eyes, though deep down he was impressed. They were honestly the perfect couple. As they walked, some boy called out, "Hey babe!" to Lux. What a punk! Thought Onyx angrily, breaking his linked arms and spotting the kid, who was now wolf whistling. With his left hand, he grabbed the boy by the collar of his shirt and shoved him against a wall, then held up his right fist. "Back off. " He snarled in his face, and the boy, pretty filled himself but not much in camparison to Onyx, laughed. "What you gonna do about it?" He asked. Without warning, Onyx's fist went flying into the boy's face, blood pouring from his nose and lip.
The boy was stunned at first, but then realized what had just happened. The boy, in blind fury, ran up to Onyx and tried to land a blow, but he was too obvious with his movement. Onyx grabbed the boy's right arm and flipped him over on the ground, his arm making a sickening crunch as it was smashed on the ground. "Go home." Onyx ordered, straightening up and brushing his shoulders off. The boy cradled his no doubt broken arm and ran. "Anyone else care to challenge me? Make your move now, and be ready for the most painful experience of your life." Onyx bellowed. Everyone shrunk back, whispering nervously, so Onyx turned to Lux and Avery. "Shall we go, ladies?"