PART 1
THE EARLY YEARS
"Hey what's going on here?"
"New kid mouthed off to the Kaiser and he's about to lose some teeth."
"Nah, Kyler's just getting his rocks off again."
"Who's the punching bag this time?"
"I told you it's the new kid."
"Poor dope."
"Aren't the teachers going to do anything?"
"Do they ever?"
The students murmured among themselves in between the cheers and jeers from the others.
"Awww shit did I miss the show?"
"No you're just in time! Newbie's about to get wrecked."
"I've got my phone ready. I don't wanna miss a thing."
"You're going splat, new kid!"
Kyler Paine, an absolute behemoth of a student chuckled at the younger man he towered over. "You heard them new kid. Whole crowd's calling for your blood and I don't wanna disappoint. Should've just handed over your damn money and kept your mouth shut. See there's a pecking order at this school. I'm at the top and everyone else is at the bottom where they belong and they stay there. Got it? You're about to learn that lesson the hard way, runt. I call the shots around here and-"
The new kid interrupted him by yawning. "Yaaaaaaahhhhhh. Look dude all I said was that your hair gel smelled douchey. You're taking it kinda personal aren't you? And what's with the monologue? You in a Theater?"
Kyler grabbed his neck with one mighty hand and then swung his tree trunk arm in what was meant to be a devastating haymaker. His fist made contact with the young man's face and a sickening KRUUUUNNNCHH! echoed around them. It was immediately followed by Kyler screaming in pain and backing away from the new student holding his broken hand.
"AAARRRGGGGHHH! AAAAAAAAAAHHHH! AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH! AAAAAAAAAHHHAAAAAAAAA!" He cried out as he fell to his knees staring at his broken hand and fingers. It looked liked he'd just swung his hand full force against a steel wall!
Some of the students screamed and others backed away or stared in shock.
The young man sighed. "I didn't do anything. You did that to yourself." He looked around. "Hey. Everybody else here! If you have time to waste on filming this don't you have the time to call him an ambulance? I'm going to go find the nurse while you do that okay? Okay."
"And then you did what?"
"I just walked away. I didn't do anything to him before, during or after the attack. He broke his hand and I walked. It's as simple as that."
"Bullshit it is! You broke his damn hand!"
"No he broke it on me. You saw the footage people uploaded to the internet. He tried to choke me and he hit me and broke his hand. I didn't do a damn thing."
"You broke his hand!"
"He broke his own hand."
"How the hell does that even make sense?!"
"I dunno. Boxer's Fracture? Dude hit people a lot. Maybe he messed up his hands and didn't realize it. Look, just review the video again, okay? I didn't do anything."
"You will refer to me as Officer!"
"Fine. Just so long as you call me by my real name."
"I'll call you whatever I damn well please! Now tell me the truth!"
"My name is Gabriel Griffin. I was attacked by Kyler Paine on my first day at my new school. He screamed threats at me, grabbed me by my neck and tried to punch whereupon he broke his hand. I really don't understand what's so hard to understand about that. Officer."
"That's it you cocky little-"
The door slammed open. "That's enough, Hoyt. Get the hell out of here and go cool your heels."
"But James!"
"
Out. Now. He's free to go. We reviewed the footage. There's no way the kid's guilty. Also his lawyer's here to shut your hole before we throw you to the wolves."
Hoyt glared at Gabriel but relented and walked out of the interrogation room. Gabriel let him go and then stood up and checked his reflection in the two-way mirror. He was a fairly tall Caucasian young man with healthy complexion and a lean athletic toned physique, short light brown hair and hazel chestnut eyes. He is currently dressed in blue jeans, tennis shoes and a short sleeved white t-shirt.
After checking his reflection he walked past the chief. "Thank you officer."
"Just call me James, young man."
"Thanks, James."
"You're welcome but...how did you break his hand?"
"I didn't do anything. He broke it on me." Gabriel shrugged.
