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Looking around the corner Jack saw the local bully Brett and his gang pushing around a small kid in a hidden clearing at the entrance of the park. Brett picked on everyone and anyone because he hit puberty early and got way too big for a 13 year old. His dad was the local sheriff and his mom the principle of the school it was easy to get away with things when you had people willing to turn a blind eye. “Hey what are you doing!? Brett knock it off. Stop it right now!” Jack yells as he runs over to the group to help the kid out. “You need to stop being a jerk, Brett this kid is half your size. What the heck is wrong with you guys?”

 “Nothing wrong with me, but there is going to be something wrong with your face, Jackweed ,if you don’t get lost. This is our nerd go get your own.” Brett punctuated his sentence by pushing the kid to the group.

       “Hate to be cliché but, you guys need to pick on someone your own size and looks like that is going to be me. Now, let the kid go and let’s get this over with.” Jack calmly ushers the kid out of the group. “Get a move on little guy I will take care of this have a good day." The kid takes off without looking back.

          "Alright then I gotta get to the field so let’s get this over with who’s first? How about you shades? No, okay then you can go first yeah you with the snaggle tooth. Come one let’s do this.” Jack wasn’t one to shy from a good old fashion fist fight in fact he was the guy who went looking for them. This made the bullies more than a little nervous.

     “Come on Don sock it to him. He’s asking for it. Take him out.” Even though Brett clearly wasn’t up first or even very excited to fight Jack he goaded his flunky to take on Jack. “You get him or I’ll get you. Swing already you big baby!”

                Gulping Don throws a clumsy left hook which Jack easily side steps. Jack grabs Don’s arm and flips him to the ground a swift kick to his sternum keeping him from getting up.  The boy wearing sunglasses decides it’s his turn and kicks at Jack while his back is turned from throwing Don.  The blow connects with Jack’s hip knocking him over. Brett and shades jump holding him down while Brett throws punch after punch into his face.

     “Well that’s not how I pictured that going. I how am I going to get out of this one with the two of on me the odds of getting up aren’t too good. Brett’s too heavy to throw off.” Jack resigned himself to the facial reassignment that was coming his way when an unknown source of energy surged through his veins. Bursting up he throws Brett and his friend off literally the kid in the sunglasses probably flew 8 feet away. He doesn’t get back up.

                “Okay Brett let’s review. First you pick on a little kid, and now you gang up on me. Hmmmm that doesn’t seem very fair now; does it? This time we’ll just end it with a good black eye come here.” Jack picks Brett up by his shirt collar. Cocking back his fist he looks at Brett enjoying the look of fear in his eyes but then Brett let’s out a silent scream of terror and starts ripping at his shirt to get away. Jacks grip is iron solid and Brett seeing he is going nowhere passes out on the spot. 


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