Jory was an average guy who worked part time on a factory assembly line. Though he was merely a young naive human, or so he thought, Jory had a strong sense of honor, justice, and kindness. He often defended those weaker then him and those he cared for, like Isabelle his girl friend. Jory didn't really have a family and she was really the only person he found comfort in when times were hard.

    Isabelle worked down the street, from where Jory worked, at a gas station and Jory would often walk down and visit her on his breaks from the factory. Isabelle and Jory were friends since child hood, when Jory was adopted by a man and woman whose names he doesn't even remember. Though Isabelle was the only reason why he had become such a good person. You see Jory wasn't always cupcakes and sunshine. Up until he got adopted at the age of twelve he was a nightmare. He would constantly get into fights, cause trouble, and was pretty much a dick head to everyone.

    When he turned twelve he was adopted by yet another family he was sure would send him back to the Orphanage in no time. But then Jory met Isabelle. One day Jory spotted Isabelle being bullied by two boys, "Hey! Leave her alone!" Jory shouted approaching as Isabelles crying slowed to a small sob then a sniffle when she looked to Jory.

    The boys looked at eachother then to Jory, "What are you gonna do new kid?" the bigger kid asked walking over to Jory getting in Jory's face. Jory let out a sigh before slugging the kid in his jaw sending his body into a twist before he fell to the ground. Jory looked at the other kid, who was about the same size as him, "Now pick your friend up and get out of here before I do the same to you." The kid did so shaking his friend awake before they both ran off.

    Isabelle fluttered to her feet as she ran over to Jory, "You saved me!", She spoke happily as her eyes seemed to sparkle. It reminded her of the fairytails her parents told her as she grew up about knights fighting for there princess. "My knight in shining armor." She called him and from that point on that's how it was from that point on. Jory became friends with Isabelle and decided to stick around the small city known as Akuma.

    By the time they got to highschool they had both made many different friends and seemed to drift apart from one another. Jory, had taken up martial arts and joined the Judo team at school. He was good at fighting and the training in discipline improved his attitude towards people greatly though he still had a cockiness about him, as he was the team's captain.

    Isabelle fell in with the scene girls, lot's of make up crazy hair, y'know that whole thing. Though the group she fell in with wasn't to good. Always partying, drugs, alcohol, loud music and a bathroom to fuck in was usually the scene. Though she never really took part in the acts that happened in the bathroom.

    One night her friends invited her to a party and she was ecstatic, as it was the first party she was invited to. Isabelle dolled herself up more so then usually wearing a short skirt and revealing low cut shirt complete with heels, an emo's dream, though when she arrived at the party it was not what she expected.

    When she got to the house and entered everyone looked at her for a moment before returning to whatever they were doing. Slowly the uncomfortable feeling of awkwardness swept over her, as she began to make her way through the crowd of people in the house looking for her friends. She found them eventually in the garage, drinking and smoking a blunt rolled with marijuana. 

    They offered her the blunt and she turned it down though she did take a beer from the fridge next to the door. She opened the beer and her long night of troubles had began as a boy across the room watched her take the first sip.

    From that point on as she grew more and more inebriated, Isabelle soon felt something was terribly wrong. She ran to the bathroom and puked in the toilet. Her stomach ached as she heaved into the glistening white porcelain bowl. When she was finished she breathed heavily before she pulled out for phone deciding it was time to leave. But who would she call?

    Slowly her drunken thoughts drifted to her old friend Jory. She did miss seeing him. She dialed the number though it took a couple tries.

    Eventually Jory's phone rang in his pocket and he answered seeing it was Isabelle, "Hey kid what's up?" He asked curious to see why she suddenly decided to get ahold of him. Jory's heart sank as he heard a slur of words on the other side accompanied by the muffled sound of loud music. "Ya.. I'll come get you..." He answered with a sigh before she had dropped her phone on the ground. Jory raised an eyebrow as he heard the phone hit the tile floor of the bathroom.

    Then Jory's eye's grew wide and he heard her shout, "Get the fuck off of me!" That was all it took for Jory to end the call and take off running. He booked it down the street. Luckily the party was only one or two blocks from his house. Soon he arrived there at the door being stopped by a scene guy who kind of looked like a chick, "Hey buddy what are you.." Was all he could say as he approached Jory holding out his hand to stop him. With a lightning quick grasp Jory grabbed the guy's hand bending it downwards before he kicked the guy in the side of the knee dropping him to the ground, "If you don't wanna end up like this mother fucker stay outta my way." Jory shouted to all who could hear. He then kicked in the door, "Isabelle!" He shouted angrilly as a group of scene kids cornered him at the door.

    "What the hell do you think your doing buddy!?" One of the bigger ones exclaimed in a hostile manner.

    Jory gritted his teeth, "This mother fucker," He exclaimed before reaching over to the light switch panel by the door and flicking off the lights for where they stood. Jory then spun round house kicking one of the guys in the jaw sending him flying before Jory took off running past them as they all ran to there friends aid.

    Jory lept up the stairs in a few bounds as he sprinted to the top grabbing someone by the arm, "Where's the bathroom?" He interogated, "Hurry! My friends in trouble!". The person he grabbed pointed down the hall and Jory took off once more slamming his shoulder into the door sure it would be locked anyways.

    The door flew open and what he saw and heard only enfuriated him more, "Noooo!!" Isabelle shouted as the man forced her over the sink. The man looked up at an enraged Jory as he burst into the bathroom. Jory grabbed the man by his shoulders first slamming him back into the towel rack on the wall behind him, breaking it, then proceeded to slam the mans head in the mirror as Isabelle stumbled falling into the bath tub a hysterical mess.

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    Blood dripped on the floor as Jory continued to hold the man by the collar with his left hand. He held the man at his feet as he continued to punch him in the face repeatedly with his right hand before dropping him to the ground a bloodied pulp. Jory turned as Isabelle laid shaking in the bath tub. She was extremely pale and puking everywhere. Jory's eye's grew wide as he rushed over to her seeing she was convulsing.

    She was starting to chew on her tounge so Jory did what he had to and plunged his fingers into her mouth trying to heep her from suffocating herself. "Somebody call a fucking ambulance!!!!!" He cried out as he figured she must have hit her head when she fell into the bath tub. Soon the music stopped and Jory could hear everyone running out of the house. Soon after one of Isabelles friends saw them and ran into the bathroom.

    "Oh my god! What happened!?" She shrieked worried about her friend and who Jory was.

    "Call an ambulance she's convulsing!" He shouted back. The girl nodded pulling out her phone dialing "9.1.1.". Fifteen minutes later the paramedics arrived.

     Jory followed as they took her into the ambulance though he stopped feeling a tug on his arm. It was Isabelles friend, "Wait I need to ask you something!" She shouted clearly worried about the girl in the ambulance.

    He looked over his shoulder at Isabelle then back to her friend, "We can talk at the hospital.. Please I have to go." Was all he said before breaking her grip and closing the door to the back of the ambulance. Later he had found out   she actually had given herself alcohol poisoning and it was affecting her well before she called Jory. Also, much to his dismay, Jory found out he was to late. The man was succesful in trying to have his way with the young girl. Though it made the visions of the mans pummled face in Jory's mind all the sweeter.

    Jory sat in the waiting room falling asleep when he became aware that there two people standing before him, "Are... You Jory?" an older female's voice made it's way into Jory's thoughts causing him to open his eyes to see who it was.

    It was Isabelles parents, "Ya... Wow I haven't seen you two in a while.. Just wish it was on better circumstnces..." Jory replied looking off, "Visiting hours are over  for tonight though so I'm afraid none of us can go see her..." He continued.

Issabelle's mom nodded, "We know Jory, we wanted to see how you were doing.. We know you were friends with her since you two were young, and we are worried about her too which is why were here." She explained.

    Isabelles dad's hands rested in his pants pockets, "So she's stabilized then?" He asked worried for his baby girl. Jory nodded, "That's good... Do you happen to know who her doctor is?" Isabelles dad continued. He was the chief of medicine at another hospital and was probably worried at how well they would take care of his daughter.

    "... I... Was to late..." Jory seemed to blurt out as tears burned in his face hot with anger, "The guy hurting her.... He probably scarred her mind too."

    "What do you mean!?" The mother questioned quickly growing even more worried as she clutched her husband by the arm.

    "The guy... Raped her..." Jory said lowly. The mother covered her mouth as the father simply closed his eye's trying to hide his frustrations though they were still clear.

    "Tell me Jory." The father spoke lowly trying hide the tremble of anger in his voice, "Did you at least make him pay... For doing that to my daughter..." 

    Jory folded his arms across his chest before looking off with a nod, "Ya... He's here to as a matter of fact... They told me he's in a coma..." He answered. The father nodded with satisfaction, "Good..."

    Isabelles parents stayed and talked with him for a few hours before they decided Jory was trustworthy enough to leave there while they went home and rested. They could come back the next morning and pick her up when she got discharged.

    Soon after Isabelles parents had left Isabelles friend arrived finding Jory in the cafeteria having a snack. "Hey you." She exclaimed getting his attention as she approached. Jory raised an eyebrow before he realized  who it was. "Sorry I'd of called your name but I don't know it remember?" she exclaimed taking a seat next to him.

    "Oh... I'm Jory..." He answered lowly taking a bite into his "Wheels Of Death" sandwich.

    "And you are?" she asked slowly as she wathed him curious about the strange man who was watching out for her friend.

    "I've known Isabelle since she was eleven..." He answered lowly setting his sandwich on the table. "Though we drifted away a little bit when we got into highschool... She called me before the guy came in the bathroom and asked me to come get her... I heard the guy walk in and got over there as fast as I could." He explained.

    The girl nodded before apologizing, "I'm sorry about the interrogation my names Cheyenne. I would of never asked her to come to the party if I'd of known that was going to happen..." She replied.

    Jory raised a hand, "It's alright all we can do is move forward and repent..." He answered. She nodded and they both fell silent for the rest of the night as they sat in the cafeteria waiting till morning so they could see if there friend was alright.

    The next morning Cheyenne was the first one up, Jory had fallen asleep in a chair in the waiting room. It wasn't long before Cheyenne shook his shoulder, "Hey... Isabelle's awake.. She wants to see you." Jory's eye grew wide that she was alright as he jumped to his feet with a nod.

    "Thank you Cheyenne." He replied before quickly making his way to Isabelle's room. Jory looked off slightly as he paused just outside the door before reaching out and turning the handle then walking in. His eye's swelled when he saw Isabelle laying in that hospital bed looking back at him. He wanted to run over and hug her but he was afraid he'd screw up all the I.v's and what have you.

    Slowly he walked over to Isabelle lightly touching his hand to hers, "Are... You alright?" He asked sucessfully fighting back the tears that swelled his eye's moments ago. Isabelle nodded, "I'm sorry I couldn't get there faster..." He apologized kneeling next to her bed.

    She smiled softly at Jory and pulled him up onto the bed hugging him tightly, "You were still there... You were still my Knight in shining armor...." She replied burying her head into his chest as tears rolled down her face. Jory rested his arms over her shoulders comfortingly as he looked down at the crying girl.