Deorum

I look over the world that I helped create, the foliage, the creatures and the skies and oceans. It was a calm sight, seeing no feral beasts destroying half of my world.

But, my mind has not been at rest ever since the animals here thought they controlled me, they saw me as an evil and dangerous God that could obliterate entire continents for my own entertainment (Which a can do, if angered enough).

They sent their princesses after me and turned me into a stone decoration. This did nothing but gain the attention of my two colleagues. Those two told the animal's rulers about the storm brewing above their heads, but did not try to calm me. When I broke out of my prison, I created a beast that bathed in chaos and destruction, forcing him into doing my handy work.

The reign of Discord lasted for several centuries, all the while I was building a castle to isolate myself from the rodents of my world.

But any good story starts at the beginning, does it not?

"Charlie, your face is red." Stated the young teen, as she looked at said boy. She has been annoying him for the last 10 minutes now, and he was getting very angry with her.

"No fucking shit." Charlie muttered under his breath as his fists turned white from the pressure he was putting on them. The girl looked at him with a surprised face before slapping his arm with a book.

"What did you just say to me?" Ellie said as she still held the weapon. Charlie's neck cracked as he slowly turned his head to face her.

"No. Fucking. Shit." He fumed. She reached her arm back ready to hit him again. He reacted quickly, grabbing her arm and putting as much force on it as possible. The teenager cried out of pain, as others in the class started to stare at the two. Charlie glared at her as his face showed nothing but anger.

Ellie hastily slapped him with her other hand, with a defiant face.

All hell broke lose.

The table was instantly flipped and an extremely loud crack noise was heard by all in the classroom. All the while, the infuriated male was shouting at the top of his lungs, deafening the surrounding people.

"DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME!"

When the red cleared from his vision, the stronger guys in the class were holding him back as the girl cradled her now broken arm. tears streaming down her face. The teacher was crouching down by Ellie, checking her over before looking up at Charlie.

"Headmistress' office, Now!" she ordered as he struggled his way out of the force holding him back.

Charlie actions caught up him as soon as he set foot on the concrete of the pavement outside his school. He looked down at his shaking hands. His mind drowned in all his thoughts and questions.

What have I done?

Why?

How?

What now?

He answered the final one without help. He ran, he ran until he felt no one was watching his every move. The male finally collapsed in the middle of a dense forest, night had fallen and his parents were probably worried sick.

No He though, they probably want me gone when they heard what I've done.

And your friends?

...

Charlie leaned up to a tree, grabbing his legs and curling up. He wanted to cry, to let out all his built up emotions. But he didn't. He was going to become a man, and real men don't cry.

Yeah right...

As rain started to fall upon him, so did the tears from his eyes...

Several Days Later...

Owen and Harry were worried about their friend. He had been missing for three days and the searching party could not find a trace of him, they had looked everywhere in the town and local forests.

They had heard the news when their year got told about a student who went insane broke someone's arm in an assembly. The thought of Charlie seriously harming someone, a girl no less, was crazy and pointless.

Apparently not Thought Owen, as he looked at Harry. They had tried texting him, leaving messages on his social networks. Neither had worked yet, the friends he still had posted things like RIP and sorry, but the ones he lost and joined Ellie's side were saying that he deserved to get disowned and such.

This had started a whole controversy in the school year. Some taking sides and some trying to stay out.

The two young adults were trying to take their mind of Charlie for a little while, as they went on Youtube to see any funny videos, they saw a top rated video about a news report from the BBC, quickly passing that they scrolled down the page seeing many retarded lets plays and such.

But their eyes glanced at a clip called simply "help". That was not what gained their attention, it was the profile's name that uploaded said video.

Charlie Plays!

It was his channel.

"To all watching this," Charlie started "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for doing this. I'm sorry for starting some bullshit news reports and to my family... I'm sorry for running off." He gulped, as the phone's camera faced the ground. "I don't know if you will guys still want me around, but, in the case you don't, I understand."

"To my friends at school, I want you stop believing yourselves that I didn't mean to do hurt the girl. I obviously did." The camera paned up, with it showing a dark forest. "I'm scared out here. But I think I shall stay for a little while. Bye, Charlie." He ended the video as he went and turned on his 3G.