Raven Marshall
Legacy Name: Raven Marshall

Profile

• Name: Raven Marshall
• Age: 15
• Height: 1.65m
• Sexuality: Heterosexual
• Status: Single
• Soundtrack: Listen here

Life Excerpt

He could feel them watching, and he knew that they were following him. Part of him wanted to just turn around and tell them to go to hell and leave him alone. But that part was only small, and the rest of him wanted to do nothing other than to run away. He still had a few bruises left from last time. They'd cornered him at the time and then started to rain punches down on him, always being careful not to hit him anywhere where Storm would notice. And he guessed that you could say that Storm was partly to blame for the way he was treated. If it hadn't been for the special treatment he sometimes got things would probably be different for him. Not that he had any idea why Storm treated him differently, but he did. Nothing major though, but all the little things eventually added up and the ones that were following him obviously thought that it wasn't supposed to happen at all. He chanced a look behind him as he rounded a corner. They were still behind him. He had time to acknowledge the fact that they were a man short before he walked right into someone. Before he had time to react he was grabbed, turned around and felt his arms being pulled up uncomfortably high on his back. They'd tricked him, and now they had him right where they wanted him. Raven closed his eyes and tried his best to steady himself for the blows. He failed miserably. As the first punch hit him in the stomach the air went out of him. And then the floodgates of punches opened. When they were done his torso hurt immensely, every inch of it. At least that's how it felt. His arms were let go and he fell to the floor. They snickered and laughed as they left him there to his own devices.
He had no idea how long he'd been lying there when someone found him. The last thing he saw before it all went black was Carillon's concerned face.


It felt as if he'd been hit by a car. His body wasn't aching anymore, probably because of painkillers, but his body wasn't exactly feeling good either.

-"Looks like he's awake now." Raven turned his head and saw Carillon and Storm watching him.

-"Who did this?" Storm was addressing him now. Raven was getting a little nervous and uncomfortable. He didn't want to be a rat. He turned his head so that he was looking away from the two of them. "Tell me who it was. That's an order!" Storm was pissed. Any outsider would probably think that he would be flattered that Storm cared about his well-being, but for Raven it was just another nail in his coffin. It was just another reason for his assailants to keep attacking him on a regular basis. But now he had to rat them out. Storm had ordered him to, and he wasn't about to disobey a direct order. After he told Storm the names of his attackers, his leader stormed off to presumably gather them up and exact punishment.

Credits

Story by me, Camilla. Overlay by NAT. Human art: Lineart by Shalashaska, colored by me. Pixel art by ren. Royalty free music from Incompetech.