Prison? Again?

Arthur, leaving the school, saw Ken at the gate and avoided him. He then continued walking in the opposite direction of his house. He continued walking for some time until he got into a crowded place where someone was pointing fingers at him. He then looked back to see if there was someone behind him for people to point fingers at him. Only to see that no one was there. He then assumed it was just because of his height.

He only managed to walk for another 30 or so meters before he started hearing sirens. *Wang* *Wang* He looked back only to see 2 police cars. He stopped, and the police cars also stopped beside him. 4 police officers then left the car and shouted, "Put your hands up and lie on the ground, NOW!" They said as they pointed guns at Arthur.

Arthur was so shocked that he didn't realize what was happening until he got interrupted by another shout, "NOW!" only then did he lie on the ground with his hands raised above his head. The officers then got close to him while still pointing their guns. "Are you sure you're not mistaken, officers?" Arthur said.

"No, we're not. We got a call that someone was walking along the street with bloody hands." One officer said. Arthur realizing that his hands were still dripping blood from punching the 3 students. One of the officers then cuffed him. After cuffing him, the officer said, "Why are your hands bloody?"

"I beat up my bullies!" Arthur replied. The officers hearing this weren't convinced, and the one looking with the most authority said, "I don't believe you, kid. Get him up and bring him to the station."

Arthur was then brought into the station and was questioned. "Kid, what gang are you associated with?" The officer on the desk asked, looking at Arthur, who was wearing students' clothes and looking quite mature. He thought that Arthur was in a gang as most of the gangs nowadays were high school failures and young university students. "Gang? I don't belong into any gang." Arthur replied.

"Then can you explain why your hands are bloody?" The officer asked, and Arthur replied once again with the same answer he said to the officer a while back, "I beat up my bullies."

"Bullies? How hard did you beat them up, to be walking with blood dripping from your hands and not realize it?" The officer once again asked.

"I beat them up so hard that they won't ever walk in front of me ever again," Arthur responded back, and as for why he didn't realize that his hands were bloody. He just assumed it was because he was used to having blood on his body from the time he had the mentality of the other 'Arthur.'

"So, where are your parents?" The officer asked as he thought that Arthur was lying. "No longer here," Arthur replied.

Seeing that Arthur really didn't want to say the 'truth,' said, "Okay, lock this kid up in the cell and let's wait for his parents. Name and School?"

"Arthur Harun, the 1st born of Emilia Woun and Benjamin Harun. I'm a student in Hacama High School." Arthur replied

One of the officers then dragged Arthur and pushed him into the cell. Arthur then looked around the open cell, as it was not his first time in a 'prison' he appeared very relaxed, he saw that there were 2 people with him there. A man who looked around 30 and another older gentleman in his late 40's or 50's.

The 2 men also looked at Arthur curiously. "Hey, kid, why are you here?" The man in his 30's asked, surprised as he saw that Arthur was still in his student's uniform. "It's nothing; they just thought I'm in some gang after I beat up some people." Arthur replied and sat down on the bench. The 2 men then were shocked and seeing Arthur's reddish hands moved away from him.

Arthur, seeing this wasn't surprised and just didn't care. He just sat down on the chair and waited. After a long hour of waiting, he sat up and asked the guard outside, "I need to use the restroom." "No using of restrooms here." The guard replied.

Seeing as he wasn't going to be able to go into the restroom, Arthur just sat back down. After another 30 minutes or so, someone called his name outside. "Arthur Harun, come out." The guard then opened the cell and let Arthur out. Arthur then followed the guard until he saw 4 people in front of the officer who questioned him. The teacher who got called because there was a fight going on, the girl who stopped Arthur, the man who ran outside, and Teacher Ken. "Is this him?" The officer asked while pointing at Arthur. "Yes, that is our student." The teacher replied.

"Then, his story of saying that he beat up his bullies and the cause of his hands being bloody was true?" The officer said. "Yes, it is indeed true. The 3 men he beat up are still unconscious and had to be sent to the hospital to be treated." The teacher responded back.

"Well, okay then; however, keep an eye on this kid. He's not like any kid I've ever seen before; I don't know if this kid is in a gang or not, but if he isn't, then it would even be more terrifying." The officer whispered as he remembered how Arthur was so calm when confronted on the desk and when his peers said that when they pointed a gun at Arthur, he didn't even look at the guns but stared directly at them.

"We will, thank you very much for your concern and very sorry for the trouble he has brought you." Teacher Ken replied, and he then looked at Arthur and said, "Come on, let's go." Arthur, not wanting to stay in the cell any longer, walked with Ken and left the station.

"Where are we going?" Arthur asked when he got into Ken's car. "We're going to the hospital for you to look at the damages you've done; after that, we'll be going to the school for you to explain your actions." The other teacher said.

"I'm going to the hospital, but I'm not going to the school to explain what I did," Arthur replied, determined not to explain his actions. "You-"Teacher Miles said, annoyed. "Miles, leave it for now. I'm sure Arthur has his reasons as for not wanting to explain." Ken said.