[URL=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nZHFy3YfagU][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3][color=steelblue]A I D E N   R O T H:[/color][/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][INDENT][sup][COLOR=SILVER]Monday, August 21[SUP]ST[/SUP] - 10:27 PM | Corsair Cove[/COLOR][/sup][/INDENT][/URL]
[INDENT][INDENT]Aiden smiled as Whitney took him up on his offer of a drink. Walking over to one of the tables, Aiden picked up a fresh red plastic cup as he scooped a ladle of punch into it. Turning around, he walked back towards Whitney as he extended the drink. 

[color=steelblue][b]"Oh I'm Aiden by the way, Aiden Roth."[/b][/color] The boy said as he reached towards his forehead as if to tip a hat before realizing his head was bare and there was nothing atop it. Suddenly a yell echoed through the darkness followed by the splashing of water as Aiden's attention was called away from Whitney. His eyes scanned the horizon as they quickly found a group of boys doubling over in laughter before realizing the splash had come from a wheelchair in the water.

[color=steelblue][b]"CHESTER!"[/b][/color] Aiden roared as the small town quarterback took off across the beach at full tilt. Sand changed to water beneath his feet as he waded out into the shallows, quickly taking ahold of the wheelchair before turning around hauling the boy and chair back to shore. 

[color=steelblue][b]"You think that's funny?"[/b][/color] Aiden asked as he parked Chester on dry land.

[color=indianred][b]"Aiden..."[/b][/color] Chester's voice trembled as he spoke. [color=indianred][b]"They're not worth it."[/b][/color]

[color=silver][b]"Better listen to your friend, cowboy."[/b][/color] The tallest one taunted as he stood with his arms crossed. His words did little to faze Aiden however as the small town boy's fist replied with a [i][b]'CRACK'[/b][/i] as it connected with jaw bone. 

[color=silver][b]"You'll regret that."[/b][/color] The tall blonde spat, a blood covered tooth littering the sand before his mouth. Suddenly his foot swung out as the other teen swept Aiden's legs out from under him. Hitting the ground with a [i][b]'THUD'[/b][/i], Aiden could feel his head spinning as the tall teen and his lackeys suddenly set upon him. He thanked his lucky stars that none of the boys were wearing anything more than sandals as their feet lashed out at his ribs. Covering his head, Aiden tried to stand against the pummeling blows but was unable to as he felt a blow to his thigh, his knees giving way. 

Suddenly a cry of anguish came from one of his assailants as he stumbled backwards. The blows suddenly stopped as Aiden peaked a glance out from under his arms. What he saw, he couldn't tear his eyes from as the teen had blood oozing out of his eyes and from his finger nails. 

[color=silver][b]"I told you not to drink the punch!"[/b][/color] The leader cursed as he spat more blood from his mouth. [color=silver][b]"Leave the idiot to his fate."[/b][/color] He tone was searing as he turned away, his other lackey trailing behind. Several other cries echoed across the beach as Aiden struggled to stand, watching in horror as others began to have blood stream from their eyes. Moving towards Chester, Aiden leaned on the wheelchair as he began to push, his eyes looking for Whitney. He felt sick to his stomach, he had drank the punch and he sure as hell wasn't ready to die.

Spotting Whitney, Aiden looked towards her and yelled.

[color=steelblue][b]"SPIT OUT THE PUNCH!"[/b][/color][/INDENT][/INDENT]