Old bridges burn, new ones get built

Taking advantage of his current rage, he stormed into his uncles room, waking them in the process but before he could find time to process what he was looking at his head was pierced by a blast from james's red ring making his body drop to the floor with a 'thud' making the wife scream in horror but was cut short as he made a paper thin like structure separate her head from her shoulders.

While starting at his first kill he felt the need to throw up but it wasn't vomit he puked. It was a corrosive red like substance which started eating at their skin leaving only their jewelry and bones before igniting into flames and started burning the surrounding materials items, spreading the planes further.

He was brought out of his thoughts by screams coming from behind him, giving notice to him that his 'sweet' cousins were awake. "wonderful, now I won't have to go to your rooms to kill you. You came to your deaths" he said with an unnerving smile which made them scramble away from him for a few feet before they were caught by a red construct rope that pulled them back to him before they were turned to face him.

Looking into his eyes made them whimper in fear. "Jesus died for our sins" he began while sending tendrils to break off pieces of furniture for make shift stakes while placing them on the wall of the hallway in crucifix like manner "you died for yours. You know you could have been better cousins but you two decided to be absolute bastards to me, but guess what? I've become the devil and I've come to collect your souls" he continued before driving the stakes into their palms and feet, causing them to scream in agony before leaving them to hang, bleed out or get burnt alive.

When he was done with that he headed towards his room in the basement to gather all what he needed; his comics, the kittens, his homework and his birth certificate. After gathering all that was needed, he pulled off the ring which made a wave of clarity wash over him which made him puke his lunch. Recovering from what he had done. He quickly carried all he had gathered then ran out of the house when he made sure his last 'living' relatives were lifeless. And just in the nick of time too as the house exploded probably due to the gas cylinders in the kitchen.

Watching the house burn down brought a smirk to his face but was quickly hidden when he heard the sirens of the fire department and ambulance who were almost at the scene of the fire, soon to be murder.

After he was treated for the few burns he 'sustained', and the kittens were treated and brought to the police station with him for questioning.

"so... Mr.Willow do you have any idea what caused the fire and possible deaths of your uncle and his family" the detective asked him in a serious manner.

"I'm sorry detective but after they had beaten me to a pulp and tossed me in the basement; which is my room by the way, I blacked out from the pain when I woke up I was only focused on fixing my broken nose. When I did, I gathered my belongings and kittens while avoiding the fire. That's when I noticed a shadow heading through the back door and into the forest. I was too scared to follow because of the explosion from the cylinders. And here I am now" James said with a scared face while looking the detective in the eye. Even going as far as to shed a few tears.

"well I'm sorry kiddo but don't worry well do everything we can to put you back into the system. Though that was pretty smart of you to get your birth certificate and other things of importance to you, we'll be able to do it much faster now that we have your certificate so don't stress too much about it" the detective said after a moment of silence before getting up and grabbing james's birth certificate to run it through their systems not noticing the small smirk that found its way to james's face.

"thanks a lot detective" he said as the man left the room.