Ian’s Scrapyard Pt. 2

I spit out some of the blood in my mouth. They kicked like a mule, I’m not sure how my Uncle and Aunt would react to seeing my bruises.

‘Goddammit! I’m so pissed now!’

Looking at Flash who was flatly laid out on the ground thanks to my timed kick.

He should be knocked out cold for sometime.

I mentally noted, ‘Six more to go’.

“Alright let’s finish this up shall we?”

They looked horrified, all of them exhausted and dead tired so this should be easy.

‘No more taking it easy! I won’t make that mistake again.’

The remaining six tensed up and tried to get into a defensive position. I could feel their fear rise, their leader got taken out so naturally they weren't as confident as before.

I decided to change my tactics!

This time instead of running away from them, I went straight into the crowd.

A battle of attrition would end badly for me so even if i have to take some heavy shots here and there that’s alright!

The faster this ends the better.

Right overhand [ Success ]

The guy tried to dodge it at first but then I closed the distance. He tried to block it haphazardly but it was too late.

The punch smashed his face in.

‘Five left.’

Right then the closest guy next to him hit me with a punch to my ribs, It didn’t hurt as much as i thought it would.

They must be really exhausted at this point.

The one major problem throughout the fight was that I had to pull my punches while simultaneously avoiding their attacks. Which didn't hurt me that much but when you get punched many times it could be very dangerous!

So in other words I had to make sure to control my offense while prioritizing defense.

If they were all used up though then I could completely throw my defense out and finish this fight ASAP.

Elbow to forehead [ Success ]

The guy who hit me, held his head. I was playing with fire here but I couldn't let my feelings get in the way anymore.

Punch to the sternum [ Success ]

He had trouble standing up after that and fell down.

Seeing this, two of the goons paled and fled.

Only three remaining! Still I had to give it to flash, he had good friends overall, I wondered if harry would stay by me if I was in Flash's position.

“Why don’t you run away too? You know how this is gonna end.”

“Fuck you Freak!” the tallest said.

“Yeah we ain’t backing down that easily.” the guy in the middle said

I expected the smallest to chirp too but he didn’t. Not to worry I was saving him for the last, I remember him leading the charge before.

Not giving them time to heal up I ran up to them like a crazy person. Their confident looks turned to panic.

I hit the tallest with a standard one two combo and he fell.

'All that talk and he fell that easily. Disappointing!'

The other guy snuck up from behind and got hold of my back.

While the small macgyver fucker was cocking his right shoulder for a mean right.

‘Nice Teamwork…..But it won’t work one me’

With ease I overpowered his hold on me, moved to the side as Macgyver punched his friend in the dick. He tried to stop at the last second but he put enough force into the punch it ultimately didn’t matter.

The guy slumped, holding his family jewels with drool coming out of his mouth.

It physically hurt me to watch him process the pain.

The small dude then started profusely apologizing to him, I waited until he finished.

“One Left.” I said out loud.

He had none of the fierceness he showed before, no more taller stronger guys to hide behind anymore I guess.

I opened my palm and slapped him.

He doesn't deserve a punch. A slap will do!

“Aghh.” he cried out

“Jesus what a wimp.” I mocked much to his chagrin.

“Shut up.” he grew angrier and began swinging wildly at me. I dodged all of his swings quite easily.

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One by one. So predictable.

It was so boring at this point but I didn’t make the mistake of underestimating my opponent again.

‘What an idiot! He’s already tired and he’s wasting even more of his precious energy. If I was him I would either accept my fate or try to run away.’

I stopped one of his weak punches with one hand and applied pressure to his fist. He cried out in pain and fell to his knees.

Still holding his fist and pressing it tightly,

“Listen here Macgyver, you’re gonna go and fetch me every single wallet out of everyone here. After bringing them to me, you’ll count every single dollar right before me!”

He seemed to understand me through the pain. I continued

“And if I find even a dollar short…..”

I paused for effect and added a bit more strength to my grip, he cried out once more.

“Do you understand?”

He quickly nodded his head. I let go of his hand and he began scurrying to his friends laying on the ground. He thoroughly searched through their belongings.

‘Good!’ I thought

The adrenaline from this fight kept my sleep at bay temporarily but I’m sure once it wears off I was a goner.

I took out my untouched shirt and the wristwatch from my bag. Only my jeans were a little bit dusty but after a few smacks the dust went away.

Some water over my face and after cleaning my busted lip, I looked fine.

Most of my bruises would be covered under my clothes so I didn't have to worry about Uncle Ben and Aunt May finding out!

After all, I wanted to look like a visitor and not a patient admitted alongside Uncle Ben.

The time was 5:08, the entire fight lasted no more than four minutes. It’s almost scary how time slows down when you’re in a fight. It must be the adrenaline at play.

While the small prick was searching his friends pockets I looked at the girl, Flash’s sister.

‘ What was her name again Tess….no it wasn't that!.’

She was tending to her brother while softly scolding him. If it wasn’t for their shared blonde hair it would be extremely difficult to tell that they were related. They’re personalities couldn't be farther apart.

I walked up to her and she covered her unconscious brother with a defensive stance.

“What do you want?” she shot at me.

I take it back, you can definitely see the resemblance.

“Don’t snap at me, you and your brother were the one who started this, I was just minding my own business.”

“And so what….you beat him up right. What else do you want?”

“Nothing in particular.”

She ignored me and went back to looking after her brother.

“Don’t wake him up immediately. Wait at least five minutes.”

Her eyes panicked.

“Why do you think he has a concussion! Is he gonna be alright?”

“No, I just don’t want to fight him again, wait till I leave before waking him up.” I said with a gentle smile

She looked at me blankly for a second and then burst out in laughter.

“You scared the crap out of me. Geez I thought you were gonna say how he has brain damage or something.”

Right then the little guy came up to me with a couple of wallets and gave them to me without looking me in the eye.

“Aren’t you forgetting about someone, Macgyver-kun.”

“Macgyver…….kun?....Oh yeah here's my wallet.” Oh right, anime isn’t that popular here at the moment.

“Don't forget the big man’s wallet too.” I motioned to Flash.

He began to move to him but then the girl got angry.

“Oh so not only do you beat people up, you steal their money too huh?”

'Funny how she didn't say anything until I told him to take Flash's money. Guess everyone else was fair game.'

“That was the agreed deal.” I said with none of the previous gentleness.

Making it very clear to her that I wasn't playing here.

“Besides, your brother decided to pick a fight with ten of his cronies backing him. He’s not the good guy here and neither are you for that matter. Just be glad that I'm kind enough to let you guys go because if the roles were reversed, your brother wouldn’t show me the same mercy.”

The previous rapport that we built with that friendly exchange crumbled.

There was only a bitterness in her eyes now.

“It’s alright Jess.” Macgyver comforted her much to her disdain. She turned to him and began laying the smack down on him

‘Jess.’ I made a mental note of her name, I didn’t want to forget it again.

“You people just keep pulling Gene down. I told him to not to make friends with-”

“I don’t care. Get me my money now, I have places to be!” I said with firmness.

'I have had enough drama to last a lifetime today, so please hurry up.'

The sleepy feeling was creeping back on me.

I have to get to the Queens Hospital before six at least.

Jess looked scorned but I didn't particularly care as long as she kept quiet.

When it was all said and done, they had about 700 dollars in total. Most of it was taken by extorting weaker students! There were more tens and twenties than hundreds, my wallet couldn’t hold the entire stash.

I stuck some in my pocket and kept the remaining in my bag.

I did a complete U-turn and was about to leave when.

“You’ll pay for this. In one way or another!” the girl proclaimed.

“Jess don’t-”

"Shut up Brian. I know your name Peter Parker."

“I’ll say this once and only once so better listen to it like your life depends on it. Forget that I even exist and continue living your miserable lives. If not then I’ll make your brother’s life hell. Don’t fuck with me ever again. I won’t go easy on you the next time. You can count on that Jessica Thompson.”

The little dude looked like he was gonna piss himself any moment. The girl, to her credit, looked unfazed. Her blue eyes blazing with fire.

‘Well whatever, we’ll cross that bridge when we get there.’

I went outside the abandoned scrapyard and hailed a cab to the hospital .

It was much easier to get one within the city than I thought.

The cab driver was not Indian, he was a latino. Well close enough!

I was sleepy throughout the entire ride and the Cab driver understood I wasn't in a conversational mood. So thankfully decided to spare me from any small talk. We reached there quite fast at 5:45.

'For once in my life I wasn't late to something. Hurray!'

I gave him the fare and then the change. He appreciated it a ton. It wasn’t my money anyways so I really didn’t care.

I used the mens restroom inside the Hospital to check for any bruises and clean up again.

The bathroom was surprisingly clean for a General hospital and not to mention not too crowded either.

My bloody lip had already dried out and began to heal. Man, my healing factor is incredible.

Satisfied with my appearance I went to the patients quarters.

On opening the door and entering.

The first thing I should have seen was Uncle Ben’s figure or the doctor standing beside him or the obnoxious ‘Adrian’.

What caught my attention though was Aunt May. One of my deepest fears came to reality, it was the sight of watching my dear aunt with tears in her eyes.

My world began spinning.

‘What's happening?’

The doctor looked at me once and then looked down. He then excused himself from the room.

Aunt May was still crying.

There was a pit in my stomach. I looked to the doctor for any answers but he just passed by me with a polite nod.

I couldn’t move an inch. My body couldn’t. My senses were going haywire.

Aunt May saw me and called out to me with both of her hands stretched out like a small child and in a weak voice, “Oh peter..”

That shattered the hold on my mind. My body began moving on its own.

I ran up to her and embraced her tightly.

“May, what happened?” I asked as I rubbed her back to calm her down.

“As…ask…him.” She looked to Uncle Ben who looked pained.

“Uncle ben…?” I asked fearfully

“Uhh….Pete…I didn’t want you to find out like this…..God.... Jesus give me strength! Pete….I… I have cancer. Lung cancer.”