Snippet #1195030

Akito peered into the dust coaked mirror. His glosy black hair hung loosely in his sharp red eyes, his hat fit comfortably on his head. The pants and shirt were his father's, both loose and baggy, chains were draped across his torso, they chimed flatly when he moved. The pants covered his feet which were enclosed by torn black combat boots. Both the shirt and pants were tattered and torn, a finishing touch he had hastily put on them the night before. Sharp gleaming teeth revealed themselves when he smiled, though that was one element of the costume that would probably never appear. In all, the costume looked presentable, it definitely had room for inprovement, but Akito's intentions were not to impress anyone, he just needed to fit in so that he could make it into the house. There he could die in a way equally as horrible as his father had, this was his punishment for killing his mother and father, this is what he had to do.

Akito stepped outside of his home, chains rattling as he shuffled down the steps. Hands stuffed into his pockets and eyes trained on the ground he walked down the sidewalk, boots tapping hollowly. Looking up momentarily as he walked, he spotted several of his classmates...Shimo, Raven and Kitty were their names. He continued walking not bothering to wave or even acknowledge them.