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Outlaw Cloaks #12

“What do you mean, perhaps? Will somebody please be serious with me, dammit!”
“See? That’s the anger that drives you. Unfortunately, your anger is the source of your power at the moment. Now, I can help you get control of your anger. You’re powerful now, and you’ve still just realized your powers, and you’re still extremely unstable. So if we can get you to control your anger, you should become a good asset to our little troupe.”
“What the fuck are you talking about you stupid ass?! I have no idea what the fuck’s going on!”
“Hmm, you’ve got a way’s to go, kid. I won’t even answer your questions now. And don’t you ever speak to me like that.”
“I don’t even know who the hell you are!”
“Just call me..V”
V went to walk away, but turned around and said one more thing.
“Wing is such a bad name for you. From now on, your name is Maer. It would be in your best interest to remember it.”

And with that, V turned and walked back into the darkness from which he came, leaving Maer to soak in what just happened.

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