My rage was unleashed as the bullies cornered me in the gym. It was after school and as usual they tried to beat me up because of my scar and red hair. Everything was in slow motion as they all tried to hit me at once, before they got within an inch of my face or gut I had already broken their arms. They screamed in pain as their bones shattered in their arms. While they lay on the ground on the ground crying I walked away. My mind had long since been twisted; there had been many reasons for it. The most prevalent being that I had a strange secret. It made me fearful and paranoid, I didn't trust anyone and eventually the paranoia made me lose most of my emotions. I don't even love anymore, not my parents or my sister, even when they were alive. I usually feel hollow when I'm not angry or afraid. The bell had rung and they were bound to found any second, as if on cue the intercom rung and said, "Would James Scourge please come to the office? Once again James Scourge to the office." I didn't even bother to leave the lobby; this was the last straw for them even if it was self-defense. I wouldn't be able to come onto school property ever again. I walked into the office and the principal was already filling out the paperwork. Before he addressed me he handed me the phone and three phone numbers, they had the three boy's parent's numbers on them and the girl's mother's cell. I called them up and explained what I had done and as expected they all said roughly the same thing, "what? Is this some kind of prank? Oh my god you little bastard! You are so sued, I'm coming over right now with my lawyer!" they didn't even bother with their children in the hospital, they just wanted money. Of which I had none, the orphanage had long since cut me off and were in no way legally responsible for me anymore. I still stayed there but that was mainly because I had nowhere else to go. Before too long they had arrived with their lawyers shoving papers at me from every direction, they knew that the school expelled me yesterday and had no affiliation with them; I had just come to clean out my locker. I didn't hear all the legal talk they were using as I walked away. They screamed threatened until I had gotten outside and started walking to the building with my locker at which the parents had already arrived. I let them scream and rant all they wanted before talking, "I wouldn't have hurt them if they had just left me alone. While I admit I could have just broken a few ribs since it was the last time I would see them I figured I would ignore etiquette and just end it. Be happy, I could have just as easily crushed their skulls." As I said all this and opened my locker the men had gotten increasingly angry. After I finished the biggest one tried to hit me, big mistake. I caught his fist and looked at him, "sir, I am sorry for what I did to your son, but this is the same situation as before and I think you want to keep your arms. I twisted it to dislocate it and went back to getting my stuff. At six feet I was a good size for my age but the man was easily 7 ½ feet and ripped. The smaller men instantly backed off but pulled knives. I sighed and used my power for the first time in years, my body started glowing black and in a flash of light I transformed. My body had turned into a black suit of armor with red trim, harder than anything I've put it up against. They pissed their pants and ran away screaming something about the devil. I turned back and went home with my stuff. The cops were already there so I climbed in through the window and went to sleep.