Blackened Heart
Blackheart.
Franklin knew exactly who that was, and where to find him. If there was any description for rage, it would be whatever Franklin was feeling then. His hands curled into fists so tight his knuckles turned white. Bubbling, no- boiling rage was inserted into his very being, and he decided that all Hell was going to break loose to express it. He levitated first, and then flew high into the sky which turned black and red. In all of his rage, Franklin turned the sky into the entrance to Hell. The wasteland no living person was ever meant to see was displayed above New York City.
The news stations were quick to see the changes in the sky, and they managed to get video footage of Franklin flying straight through into the dimensional portal. But that was none of his concern, really. Franklin's focus was on finding Blackheart, and he did search Hell for just that one being.
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