Scruffy, as his sister called him, was one of the lesser names he hated but it had a child's reasoning. His protectiveness toward her and himself. He was like a dog. He hated Tom, Diego, and most of all that bastard James. As he walked the boy paused and lifted his head to the ceiling and stopped. Walking to the wall he placed a hand to it, digging into the plaster he pulled. His body went up and he began to scale the wall like a spider. Scurrying he got to the ceiling. Silently almost he tore off like a rat running blindly forward, using the ceiling to get far before Kinjo. Turing around so his head was facing the upcoming male he dropped in a crouch before the teen. Standing he growled and cracked his knuckles. His eyes sparked as he looked to Kinjo. His hands curled up like they were claws and he hissed like an animal, "I will kill you even if Sally won't!!" He cried out. With this said he charged. Fingers spayed out and arms out stretched as he lunged. Lunged to tackle the male down and try to strangle him.