4. Escalation

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London: 2007

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As of now I'm in Class siting besides Dillan, while the Teacher in the front counts the different Planets of our Solar System, but with me having already done this in the Homework of Chuck and Jack was visibly bored, so in my boredom I looked out of the window, slowly starting to day Dream, and wondering what Mr. Hamilton will do about the bullying.

Twenty minutes later and the Teacher is still going on and on about it. She is actually my Homeroom teacher, Mrs. Juckleberry, just then the Door opened after a few knocks, and in came Mr. Hamilton asking if he could take me outside for a talk.

Mrs. Juckleberry agreed easily and so I walked out of the Classroom, closing the Door behind me I ask cheerily "What is it Mr. Hamilton?".

"Well, Aron, I have a question for you. did they really bully you?" He asked as if doubting me ever so slightly.

I was a little shoock, I mean now that I think about it no one really saw me being bullied, as it was mostly outside of school grounds, which means that there wouldn't be anyone who would attest to me being bullied, and Dillan probably only knew about it by chance or because he knows someone, and even if, most people probably wouldn't dare to stand against Chuck, as he has a Rich and influential Family, shit why did I get myself into this, I should have just endured, Goddammit why was I so confident, when I think about it, the only reason was because Mr. Hamilton was that confident, did I maybe get charmed by him, forced to do this unconsciously, just like my Father was seduced by that Witch?

Well whatever, now there is no point in going back, even if I am under a spell, I'll get beaten either way, they wouldn't show 'Mercy' just because I got charmed, and maybe if I continue like this then they will at least get a Punishment too.

"Aron?" he asked, reminding me that time still existed. "Y-yes, they did, that too is the reason why I always have bruises, Mr. Hamilton." I stated a little flustered, while pointing towards my many bruises.

"The burn marks too?" he asked curiously.

"Um, no, I got into an Accident last week, that's why." I answered

"Okay, then let us go and have a talk with Chuck and Jack then, shall we?" I agreed after a tiny bit of hesitation, 'let us see where this will get us.'

Walking a couple of minutes through the school Building and finally arriving at Mr. Hamilton's Office, we walked inside to see Chuck and Jack sitting there, talking to eachother but they stop as soon as they notice us, as I take a seat opposite to them and Mr. Hamilton the Seat right besides me, where his laptop is too.

"So, Chuck, Jack, do you have anything to say about you bullying Aron?" he asked, curious as to what they would answer.

Chuck just nonchalantly said "I don't know what you are talking about, I was just in Class like normal before you told me to come here with Jack."

'Well what did I expect' I was furious at that he could so easily deny that it ever even happened, I mean he didn't even blink at it, as I couldn't help but mumble "What a liar!" , but it came out much louder than I expected it to be.

"Excuse me!" Chuck paused, "Are you seriously calling 'ME' a 'LIAR?'" he said loudly, with clear emphasis on the 'ME' and 'LIAR' with an Angry voice, as if not believing that someone dared to call 'him' that, even if it was true.

"Chuck, calm yourself, we will solve this like civilized people."Mr. Hamilton tried to calm Chuck, not wanting this to escalate.

Chuck just leaned back into his Chair, looking extremely pissed, "You don't even have any proof."

I want to voice out my opinion, but hesitate, before Mr. Hamilton said "Aron here told me that you gave him his Bruises.",

"Oh did he now?" Chuck looked at me with a deathly stare, as if as of this moment he just wanted to jump over the table and slit my throat, but Mr. Hamilton didn't seem to notice as he next said. . .

"So anyway I will let you two alone for a short while, Jack if you could come with me for a bit." Mr. Hamilton said, as he left with Jack to outside of the Room.

I was now alone with Chuck, he only looked at me, still with this deathly stare, which was giving me the chills just being looked at by it.

Pure silence now prevailed, before Chuck opened his mouth and threateningly said "You know that this will have consequences for you no?" I couldn't help but gulp at his words. "Your 'Mercy period' is hereby officially canceled, and instead it will be replaced by the 'cruelty period', how I would call it. So, let us see how long you will be able to survive." as a Big even inhuman like grin appeared on his Face, one wouldn't think that he is just 9 when looking at him as of this moment.

The more time passed the more Nervous I became, as one could already see sweat drops forming on my Forehead, it felt like an Eternity had passed, as I began to tip my finger against my tight, repeatedly.

A few moments later, and Mr. Hamilton came in, as soon as Chuck noticed him he replaced the inhumane Grin with a light smile aiming for Mr. Hamilton.

"So, Jack just told me everything." He said in a calm Tone, but as soon as he finished saying that, Chuck let a "Stupid shit" slip and I said "R-really?" ,because I really couldn't believe this, I mean yeah Jack wasn't exactly the smartest, but I didn't think he would let such a thing slip.

"And what if we did?" Chuck talked back

"Well I'll have to inform yours and Jacks parents, the Rest I have to arrange with the Principle, most likely some extra work and Social work for a couple of Months, but there could too be worse things coming for you." After he said this Chucks smile widened a little, but Jack who just came in cried out "WHA', NO, NO, PLEAZZ, NO' MA FATHER, PLEAZZE, DON' INFORM IM, A WIL DO EVETING, PLEAZ." he pleaded, while throwing himself onto his knees and putting his hands together and in front of him, like one would do when praying, as tears and Snot began to cover his whole Face.

"Well, then you shouldn't have bullied Aron here. Anyways you guys can go back to Class first, Aron, please stay here for a bit longer."after saying that Chuck and Jack walked out as Chuck handed Jack a handkerchief and asked "Why did you tell him?" visibly Angry at him, but Jack only seemed bewildered as he wiped away the Snot and Tears he answered "but I didn't, so . . ." I sadly couldn't hear anything more as they closed the Door.

'So that's what he did, Mhm interesting decision.'

Mr. Hamilton looked at me for a while, "Be careful Aron" as he patted my head "You are a smart kid, so don't get yourself in too much trouble, okay?." He stated with worry visible in his Eyes.

"Sure, Mr. Hamilton." I smiled at him cheerfully. I knew it wasn't really over, but it felt good nonetheless, at least to see Jack beg for 'Mercy', and the problem with them knowing my way Home, I can just easily avoid it by going another Route, even if it would take more time.

Going back to Class I excuse my intrusion, because she was still in the middle of explaining something, the rest of the school day was pretty uneventful I had to help Dillan with a few math equations as he didn't really understand addition, I honestly don't even know how he made it to 4th Grade at this point.

It was already 3 pm now, and the Teacher ended the Class, afterwards he said "Aron, please clean the Classroom, I'll let the keys here, you can just give them to the Secretariat when you are finished." as he made his way out of the Room after leaving the Key on his Desk, not even waiting for my answer.

"Sure, I can do that . . . Mr. Dolbeck" I say, not that he could really hear me now that he's already walked away. Well whatever, i guess, as I sigh.

Standing there in the Class with schoolbag still in hand, I left it on some random table, to then pick up the Broom which stands in the Corner, I then begin to sweep the Ground quietly, which brings me to thinking.

'What was that Dream about anyway, I mean I know I put it aside as a Dream, but I can't come over how realistic it felt, and what do these symbols mean anyway? Do they even mean anything? And if It was a Dream, then why was there this ginormous Guy, who said something about not being able to go back? Do my dreams want to say something to me? I mean I've read that Dreams would have meaning, does that count for lucid dreams too? I mean I didn't think of all this existing consciously so it probably does" As all these Questions floated in my head, I got a slight headache, but then I heard footsteps coming out of the Hallway, and some people talking, because of that I shifted my attention to the Door. I have a bad feeling about this.

I see the Door open, revealing Chuck and Jack smiling like a Wild Beast after seeing it's Prey.

"Like I have said before, people run greedily after Money, like a Dog would after a Bone." Chuck couldn't stop laughing. "Yea, bu' that even a Teacher woul abando' one o' ther Students, haha how funy." Jack laughed with him.

But the only thing that I could mumble was -"I am so F#cked"-

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They suddenly approached me, from both sides I stutter "H-Hey w-why don't w-we-we s-solve th-this like-like civi-civilized p-people?" while forcing a slight smile.

"Ha, you should have thought about it before you snitched on us!" Chuck said as he came closer, and closer, "Yea, ya Snitz"

'Well what did I expect would happen?'

As both of them are coming closer, I react and pull one of the Tables beside me so that it blocks the path to Jack and opens a path for me to run to the Door, and as I do so, I look back at Chuck worried that he would catch up because I couldn't exactly be called an Athlete myself, and while Chuck was rather on the skinny side, when I looked back at him he was already catching up, which was proof enough of his capabilities.

He soon catched up on me, and as he did so, tackled me to the ground, from behind, but I was already right in front of the 'closed' door, so I couldn't give up hope just yet, even though I wouldn't be able to completely run away, even if I got out, somehow, I could hope for the Janitor or some Teacher to be in the Hallway somewhere.

Trying to push him off me I rotated myself, now that I was facing him, I tried to punch him, but he simply held my Arm, and then restrained my other one too, but I headbutted him as he had let his guard down, thinking I wouldn't be able to do anything.

"Argh, you little." Chuck cursed at me, as Blood came out of both our Foreheads, out of mine more as a few other wounds opened up and I grimaced from the uncomfortable pain, then he rolled us both a few rotations before letting go and standing up, but before I could do that too Jack came and kicked me against the Leg of a nearby table, I could only spit on the floor from the impact.

Chuck, put a finger to his Forehead, then in front of his Eyes, and as his Eyes saw the Blood on his Fingers, he became even more Furious at me "YOU F#CKING SHIT, DARE HURT MY GORGEOUS FACE"

They both now walked towards me, one faster than the other, while I tried to regain my bearings, though, they started kicking me before I could do so, "HOW YOU FEELING NOW, YOU LITTLE SHIT, STILL CAN'T BELIEVE, THAT YOU HAD THE AUDACITY TO GO AGAINST ME, 'ME'" Chuck screamed at me, afterwards he grinned like a true lunatic, while Jack wanting to be included said "Yea, that the prize for Snitzzin on yeer 'Friends'".

Being kicked left and right, every Part of my Body was screaming in Pain, as multiple old wounds started opening, but I could only grit my Teeth endure and roll into a Ball, to minimize damage, after a few tens of seconds of getting kicked Chuck said "Pull him up, it's no fun like that", and so that's what Jack did. I couldn't really do much against it, Jack was way stronger than me, and then there are my injuries too, at this point I had grazes and Bruises everywhere.

I was now standing, with Jack holding me, I felt all wozzy and already had blurry sight, the Pain didn't really make it better, I was almost certain that if Jack wouldn't be holding me I would just tumble to the floor.

"That's good" I heard Chuck say, before he unleashed a flurry of blows into my Stomach, each of which would make me fall immediately, but Jack held me -unluckily-, I could only bear with it, as he just slapped me in the Face, "Ey, don't sleep now you'll miss all the fun." I heard before the Image of the ,G' like symbol which was in the Dream came to Mind.

'Why now?'

And another Fist connected to my Shoulder, this time, and as if as a reflex I just focused my Mind on the Symbol, forming it in my Mind, as another Punch hit, but I couldn't stop focusing, something told me that it would help, just as another one hit, 'Shit, I have to concentrate' It was the only thing I could really hold onto, and another one I felt my Mind slowly slip away, 'But I have to'.

Another one hit, this time right in my Face.

Finally I was finished with forming the Symbol as I felt something tingle in my left Hand.

I rotated my whole Body, and swung my Left Arm towards Chuck, when I noticed that my Hand was seemingly glowing Blue, something in my Mind cried out that I should release, I just noticed the Blue Strings in the Air were Brimming and Vibrating Violently, while my Mind was a total Mess, I felt an extreme Anger at them. I mean how couldn't I, my Heart filled with Rage, as the Lines vibrated even more.

'I JUST WANT TO LIVE A NORMAL SCHOOL LIFE, BUT THEY JUST DESTROYED IT COMPLETELY' I screamed in my Mind.

quickly trying to figure out what 'Release' meant for a moment I refocused 'IT'S NOT THE F#CKING TIME' I decided to just follow the Feeling that I have right now, and let it guide me, I mean what could I possibly lose from this.

My glowing Hand was between Chuck and Jack as I 'Released'.

A 'HUGE' Gust of Wind suddenly erupted in a cone Shape from my Hand, as the brightness of the Glow slowly dimmed down, until it wasn't there at all.

It flung both Chuck and Jack far against the Wall,knocking them unconscious, I think, with the Chairs and Tables which were in the direction of my hand too just flying away, and against the Wall, some creating small Craters in it.

I directly fell to the ground from exhaustion, while facing the Ceiling.

"HOLY SHIT, di-did I just do that."

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