I took the bus to school and hopped off at probably not the right time, as the moment I was in front of the Uni's gates I saw Joe and his buddies chilling on his father's Porch.

I tried to act like I didn't see them, but one of the guys nudged Joe on the shoulder and pointed at me, causing the rest of the group to stand up and come with hurried steps towards me.

'Fucking hell man…' I cursed inwardly as I tried ignoring them and moved into the uni, but one of them was fast enough to stand between me and the gate.

"Where you think you're going, nerd?" he said.

"Nerd? Really, what are we in kindergarten?" I replied.

"You fucker, just cause you got lucky with that low blow you think you're something? Huh?" Joe said.

As I turned to him, I could see the blue discoloration of his eyes from behind the overly large shades he was wearing.

"I told you last time, I don't want trouble," I said.

"JOE! STOP!" I heard her voice as she shouted, looking at her, coming over with hasty steps she said.

"Why are you picking up fights again!" she called out.

"None of your fucking business, I got beef with this fucker, and he ain't going back home in one piece today!" he said.

"Just drop the matter, you started it in the first place!" she said.

"Man, you gonna let that bitch tell you shit?" one of Joe's friends said.

"No," he said as he looked at her, "Fuck off, this is none of your business," he said.

"Fuck off?" she said, her eyes almost wallowing up in tears.

'Damn it, what the hell do you see in this guy…'

"You really think I should, fuck off? Right," she said.

Joe didn't reply, and one of his friends said, "Take a hike, shit is about to get ugly you don't wanna see this," he said.

One of them had his hand over my shoulders and said, "We're better off changing spots, how about it? I'll show you something real good!" he said as he tightly gripped me.

"Joe! This is the last time I say this! Let him go! You'll get in trouble with the police," she said as she tried to drag him away.

However, something happened that almost had me snap, in the ugliest way possible.

Joe's reaction to her was a slap to the face, powerful enough that I felt my soul was being snapped out of my own body.

"Nadia!" I shouted reflexively.

"Oh, calling my woman by name, what you two are close huh?" Joe said.

In that moment everything started turning a dark shade of gray for me.

Seeing her there, barely able to hold her tears. She picked herself up, looked at me half sadly and half apologetically.

"You want to go, right?" I spoke, as cold as the Winter in the arctic portion of the world.

"Yeah let's go then," I said as I walked away from the university.

"HAH!" one of Joe's friends jumped up in joy, "This gonna be fun, let's fuck him up!" he said.

A few students realized what was happening and informed many more.

Joe's pals, him included 'walked' me to an empty alley near the university, the alley happened to lead into a new construction site that was currently vacant so they pushed me into the site to start their assault.

Once we were away from onlookers Joe's friend shoved me away and the three of them began circling me like hyenas.

"You little fucker, got no fucking shame walking back to Uni, you think you're some kind of hotshot, but good, now I'll mess you up real good for what you did to me back then. Josh, grab him;" Joe said.

One of them, the bulky-looking one tried to go for a grab which I easily stopped as I gripped his wrist, I didn't even pay attention to the guy I was grabbing, not for his wincing as I tightened my grip further and further.

"You know, I wouldn't have even bothered with you now, at least while everything is still normal. I wouldn't have given a fuck to what you're doing, but now, I'm fuming."

I said as I wrenched the guy from where he stood and sent him tumbling on the ground with one pull and push.

"But you really had to go that far and hit her. Alright, I guess it's time to show my true colors," I said.

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Moments later, several students came rushing towards the alleyway with smartphones at the ready.

Only to find me standing at the entrance of the alleyway fixing my collar and passing between them util I headed to the university.

The students didn't understand how I was able to 'escape' the group, a few of them walked into the alleyway and looked into the construction site unbelieving of what was happening they were all shocked.

"What the fuck happened here?" one of the students spoke as he saw the moaning, groaning, and desperately gasping for breath group of Joe.

Joe himself was at first nowhere to be found, but after a bit of looking around, one of the students spoke up, "Someone is in the trash" he said and once they opened the trash they found the foaming half unconscious Joe with his right arm completely dislocated and twisted out of position in the trash.

The rest of his group all had what you would currently call grave injuries.

Broken knees, arms, and ribs all over the place. None of them was in a condition that would have them move in at least a few months, enough time for them to die at the hands of the first integration.

Mercy? Fuck that, they came at me, they deserve to die.

I would have easily killed them all and not cared one bit if it was after the integration, but now, there is still law, so I'll have them die a slow death at the hands of monsters they cannot escape.

These broken ribs and bones are nothing but a death sentence. A sentence delivered by an executioner over a prolonged time period.

However soon after, the police came and I knew shit was going to get ugly.

Once the police sirens began blowing I stopped in my tracks, sighed and held my hands over my head.

The cops themselves didn't understand what was going on, but seeing someone 'surrendering,' means that he probably was the cause of the call.

"What's going on here kid?" one of the cops said.

"Oh, I beat up a few kids, they need an ambulance."

"You know you just incriminated yourself," the cop said.

"I don't really care right now," I said.

In fact, I really didn't, even if I get locked up, in a couple of days, I could easily leave prison, also I still have Vivian, I could call her to bail me out or have my parents placed under protective custody since the integration was going to happen very soon.

"Lucas!" I heard Will's voice from far away.

"What's going on?" he asked as I was being pushed into the police car.

"Nothing, don't worry about it, try and calm my parents I don't want them to be sad," I said as I got into the car.

"No matter what don't say shit!" Will said.

"Shut up kid," said the cop, "He already admitted it."

I silently sighed as I shook my head inside the vehicle.

Soon, the cops came back as I was chilling in the back of the car, one of them asked me, "Kid… are you some kind of monster? Any of those guys is easily bigger than you, how the hell did you do that?" the cop asked.

"Oh, I watch a lot of Bruce Lee," I said smiling.

The cop shook his head, and hopped on the driver's seat.

Soon after, we headed to the police station where I was seated next to oh so many criminal-looking people.

I sat there for a while before my dad walked in looked at me and sighed, "Your first mugshot," he said grinning.

"Guess so," I replied and he sat next to me.

"I heard of what you did," he said calmly.

"You're not mad?" I said.

"Nah, I did the same when I was younger. Got a hell of a beating though, unlike you," dad smiled.

I shook my head at how awfully comforting it was being with dad here right now, not that I cared much about the consequences, but all I feared was my parents being worried.

"Don't say anything though, we'll wait until a lawyer comes in okay?" he said.

Not long later, several parents came over, and with them came Nadia.

The parents all of them I knew, they were the parents of the kids that I beat up and they all were calling me out for assaulting their precious babies, not that I was being ganged upon, but having somehow ambushed four grown men larger than me at the same time… somehow.

Some parents can be ridiculous when it comes to their children.

Aah shit, this is going to be a pain.

Dad tried to calm some of them down, but the finger-pointing and accusations were too much for even him, and I had a feeling that he was going to snap soon.

"Dad," I said, "Just ignore them."

"You little bastard!" one of the parents spoke, he was Joe's father, "I will make sure you put your criminal ass in a maximum security prison! You ruined my son's future! He was going to be a football superstar! I'll sue you all for every damn penny! I'll make you all beg in the streets!" he said, with his veins about to pop.

'Eeeeh this guy is angry,'

"There will be no suing, there will be no prison, in fact, all of you here are in the wrong." A man came in and spoke, he said as he was wearing one of the most expensive tuxedos I've ever seen in my life.

He had a black briefcase on him and went to the officer that was recording the reports.

"I'm Lucas Newman's attorney," he said.

I leaned over to my dad and said, "The heck is this guy? Where is Fred?"

"I don't know, Fred is still stuck in traffic, this isn't our attorney."

"What the fuck are you saying? Do you have eyes? Did you see what happened to my son! Do you know-"

The attorney held his hand up and said, "Calm down and let me explain," he said.

"Don't tell me to calm down!" the man said as he grabbed the attorney by the collar.

"Officer, this is physical assault," The attorney said.

Immediately the officer stood up and said, "Put your hands away Mr, Maroon, next time I'll put you behind bars."

This was enough to have the man remove his hands but not his venomous gaze.

"Anyway," the attorney said, "The reason I'm here is to state the fact that not only did my client act in self defense, in fact the whole group assaulted him in the sanctity of his own home, so he was in all his right to defend himself."

"HUH? The hell are you blabbering about?" one of the parents spoke.

"This," the attorney said as he held up a contract. "This is the deed to the plot of land, or the construction site that the skirmish happened upon, and it has the name of my client as the owner, so he was not only defending himself he was also defending his property, he was in all his right to act the way he acted."

"What is this guy talking about?" dad said to me.

"The hell would I know," I frowned when the fuck did I ever sign that, but that's clearly my signature… oh wait, ah shit, that logo over there… that's the Dilberts.

I rubbed the bridge of my nose as I felt a headache about to well up.

Bruh.

"Not only am I here to clear my client from all charges, but I'll make sure to have all your kids charged with attempted murder, assault, and breaking and entry to my client's property," the attorney said.

That was enough to have all of the people in the room quiet down.

"Who the hell are you?" asked one of the parents, "You clearly someone who these people can't afford!"

"It's not a matter of them affording me or not and that is not your business, I'm also called Rudolph Mephist ."

"Mephist…" one of the parents said, he looked like he was thinking hard then said, "Mephist, as the nicknamed Mephistopheles, one of the leading Lawyers of the Silvana Lawyer company?!" he spoke.

"Yes," he said grinning a demonic grin. "Though I don't like the name much, we're also called The Devil's Advocates."

"Son…what the hell did you get yourself into…"

"Beats me…"