Alhough he looks in his early twenties, Hailbreak is approximately 60-70 years old. Before his body was morphed and twisted, he was in a biker gang. He wanted to be the leader so very bad, that one night, he had a dream. A dream that he killed the leader, and took over. He awoke, covered in sweat, but just put it off as an odd nightmare. For several weeks after, he began hearing constant eerie voices, telling him that he is fit for leadership, and if he wants true power, to go through with the murder. One dark stormy night, his leader asked for his help fixing his bike. He obliged, not thinking much of it. One of the leader's hands got stick in a part of the front wheel of the bike, and asked Hailbreak to help him get it out. Thats when something seemed to take over him. He jumped onto the bike, starting it. His "friend" was confused, and Hailbreak enjoyed the look of fear in his eyes. He pressed on the gas, making the tires spin, the bones in the man's arm cracking and snapping. The bike began to accelerate, dragging the poor victim, his arm becoming more mangled into a bloody pool of flesh. The skin and muscle gave way at the shoulder, ripping off the arm completely, causing the bike to skid off to the side. Hailbreak managed to get up, with only a few scratches and bruises. The blood lust wasn't over then. The now former leader tried to crawl away, screaming in pain. Hailbreak casually walked over to him, grabbed him by the leg, and dragged him back to the garage. He then began using chains to tie him up to a wall, securing him tightly. As the man wailed and struggled, Hailbreak scavenged through the tools and equipment. A smirk fell across his face as he found a blow torch. Turning it up to the highest temperature, he slowly moved it closer to the man's face. The skin begin to ripple and slowly melt. The eyes...oh the eyes... they had so much fear in them. He could taste the pain, as the eyes popped from the extreme heat. Eventually the body stopped struggling, and finally went completely limp. Slowly reality came back to him...What had he done? What had come over him? He felt hollow. Then the envionment began to change, the dim street lights turned into rages flames. Screams began to be heard from all directions. A voice rang out above it all, "You have done me well mortal, now I place the power you seaked within you." Immediately, an aggonizing pain fell over him. He could feel his body twisting and writhing. Little demons started to crawl out of everywhere, looking him over. Seeming to like the smell of his left arm, they starting eating it. He tried to fight, but couldn't move. Eventually, there was nothing of the arm left. The imps then ran off in all directions. A burning sensation came across his shoulder. From the remnants of his arm, a large black gun sprouted, created a new appendage. Then he blacked out. Today, Hailbreak travels the world, looking for a place that he can hide, but always feeling their pain. Their screams....they just won't stop. So many have died....Why....Why him.... He hates what he has become, and does what he can to hide it.... They try to speak out... through stories...but the pain in unbearable....
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