Sinful Wings

 Really freaked out.   He keeps screwing with Kalloway and I's training at random times and makes people do what he wants them to do.   It sucks.  But he mostly screws around with Kalloway.  I occasionally see that one ghost guy, glaring all the while when Phantasm 'isn't looking', but that's all at the moment.  Honestly, I think Phantasm knows he's there glaring, but doesn't care. Now, on to the, in my opinion, more important part of this update. The book's gone.  It vanished.  Last night, I got one last symbol out of it before it put in big red letters "I WILL PROTECT YOU".   Then it just vanished.  But I woke up with a vambrace kinda like the Doc's but not sciency as his.  Made with red leather and metal plates with this weird black metal in the circle-devil forks-demented dreamcatcher emblem.  I wanted to call it a bracer, but Tony actually explained the differences between that and a vambrace.  Apparently a bracer is more for helping a

 Okay. I'm not the smartest nerd in the class, not the brightest star in the sky, not the strongest dog in the pack, DEFINITELY NOT the sharpest knife in the dresser drawer.  Don't ask why Mom kept a knife in the dresser drawer. I'm just a dumbfuck teenager that got sent to kid jail for breaking into someone's house for their morphine pills.  I'm a drug-addicted shitstain that is currently being slowly weaned off the opioid.  I know my parents tell me I'm not a disappointment to them, but let's be real, if I wasn't a disappointment, I wouldn't have gone to jail in the first place and wouldn't have been a teenage emo-shit with a grudge I had no right to have.   Look.  I know what I am.  Thing is, what I am isn't cutting it.  Life has changed and I need to learn to rely on myself, and not others.  Others are great to have to support you, but when all you got is your own two hands and the smarts God gave a goose, you need to do some serious cons