Finchley Train Station
"Aw you little baby are you going to run home and tell your mommy on us."
"Why are you doing this?"
This is what two boys heard when they walked by an closed door at the station.
"We are doing this because we think it's fun"
The two boys who were walking by looked at each, and the younger of the boys opened up the door and found four big guys about the age of fifteen, taunting a small kid that had to be around eight years old.
"Hey stop bullying him" said the older of the two who had blonde hair and bright blue eyes.
"Why" asked the biggest boy who seemed the leader of the boys.
"Because bullying doesn't make you appear strong it makes you look weak" said the younger of the two who was as dark as his brother was light.
" How do you know this" demanded an stocky boy with carrot red hair.
"From personal experience, and something I paid dearly for" he answered.
The bullies left not wanting to get into any trouble, and then the two brothers, for brothers they must be went after them.
As the two brothers disappeared back into the crowd the little boy thought these were the only people who had ever shown any kindness to him, and he didn't even know their names.
The next day
The little boy was hanging around an bakery and waiting for the right moment to steal something when he heard a couple talking about an train accident that had happened yesterday.
Thinking this wasn't really important since he had heard of many death's and had even see some dead people he just put it out of his mind, thinking it was just an exaggeration and not as terrible as some people made it out to be.