MANY YEARS AGO...
Jonathan Halliwell ran through the streets of Sacred Grove, his terrified heart pounded within his chest. Pounding ever onward as he sprinted to his house. Images of what had happened at his school still filled his mind.
“look at Halliwell, pretending he's Drum Major” The color-guard captain had teased, she was a few years older than he was, and took delight in making his every moment at school a living nightmare. Jonathan had been listening to a recording of his favorite marching tune and had began lightly conducting along to the beat, a small tick he'd formed many years ago.
“Just leave me alone Tiffany” he'd pleaded, “I haven't even said anything to you today...” but the girl was having none of it,
grabbing him by the shirt she sneered, “Give up, you'll never make it,” she smirked, “A freak like you shouldn't even be in the band.”
The word “freak” seemed to trigger a reaction, Jonathan's eyes h