Ax'men action shot WIP

He awoke, utterly confused. Many questions flooded his mind 'Where am I?' 'How did I get here?' 'what am I?' '...who am I?' The only thing her had was his notebook. He picked it up and flipped through the pages. They never seemed to end. 'The frustration of it all! The confusion, the hate, the... EVERYTHING!' He thought to himself. Suddenly the pages of the notebook flew out. No wind, nothing. They just up and flew. As suddenly as he found himself, something was born. An organization for those like him, an organization so fed up with the hate and frustration they were bent on destruction... death... Organization Death Destruction!