Chapter 5:Fight!

As the sickening crack that all these students where used to hearing rang out through the halls, all I could do was grit my teeth and clench my jaw. I was able to regain use of my arms rather quickly but the kick was fast, I managed to catch the kick and use his leg to push myself away from the kick but still caught the brunt of the kick with my collar bone. His heel was firmly planted in my collar bone, snapping it then shattering it. The pain was tremendous as all eyes where on us, the chant of our peers began,

"Fight, fight, fight!" Today is hell and I'm about to show this kid hell as well. This had surprised this kid as I held his ankle, he quickly tried to withdraw his foot but I gripped his foot and slowly stood up. Rage slowly began to creep across me, setting off the killer inside me. I gripped his ankle and kept a hold on him and quickly delivering a Roundhouse kick to his head, knocking him off his feet and towards the ground. I let go of his ankle and quickly take an outboxer stance, quickly putting some distance between us. The blonde gets up with side of his face red from my kick and bleeding a bit, he's disoriented from the impact of the kick shaking his brain up but he quickly begins to close the gap and looking for a flaw in my defense. He throws a quick jab to my jaw but I shoulder roll and keep a tight form, using my left to help deflect the blow. As he fully extends his arm I counter his jab with a quick leg hook to his right leg, taking it from out under him. He quickly try's to regain his balance before I sucker punch him in the face, sending him back. I follow through with the punch all the way through and take him to the ground but he quickly moves himself from under my fist and grabs my left shoulder. He propels himself over me then forces all my momentum forward towards the ground, noticing the shift in momentum I quickly put my hand flat on the ground and handspring onto my feet. I feel the impact of a blow to the center of my back and force a bit of air out of me, I clench my jaw and begin to think. I turn to him and begin to dodge blow after blow, bobbing and weaving each strike. I begin or lay some counters into him, forcing him into a different more difficult position. I keep my movement simple and my strikes basic, each carrying immense power although they be simple. I begin to get angry, making it harder to maintain an innocent charade while fighting. Without a second thought, being tired of this fight, I spin into a reversal round house making contact and switching to a normal round house, the speed I carry with these allows me to follow up up with a jump, kicking him in the back of the head before grabbing his head to throw me in front of him, smashing his head into my knee with blind speed. The base of this move was meant to shake up the brain with the two roundhouses then the downward kick to back of the skull was to cause damage to the frontal lobe to impact the decision making then the knee bash was to impair vision. As the kicks took impact and the kid was falling backwards off the ground from all the momentum. I began to pick up my stuff as the kid fell to the and the crowd was left in awe. The speed I executed those kicks left no vision of me as they only saw me walk away with the blonde falling to the ground. My bloodlust could be felt by the ones sensitive to intent, I quickly made my way to room C-6 and threw my stuff down. After five minutes I was called to the office, as I briskly walk towards the office I try to avoid eye contact of others. As I walk into the office I see a group of teachers huddled around a computer and mutter before the crowd erupts into

"Holy shit! Wow! That kid can move!" I ignored them hoping they weren't talking about me as I walked into the headmaster's office.

"Ivan! I didn't think you'd get in a fight so fast! Much less showing off such moves as that four stance kick! I'm impressed, please sit down. We have much to discuss.." His smile reminds me of all the employers I've had, he has a motive and he's looking for me to do the job. Thousands of times I've encountered men like him but no longer was I willing to do it anymore.

"Ivan is no longer taking jobs, you're stuck with me, Colton. If you want someone to do your dirty work then find someone else, I'm off the table. Also do me the favor and start a rumor that I had very good luck and that I'm a terrible fighter. I don't wanna fight anymore and much less did I want to beat that kid" I quickly collect myself and storm out of the room, trying to contain the bubbling anger inside me. The group of teachers had dispersed and the video of my fight was playing on the screen, I quickly turned it off and headed back to class.