Chapter 1
Wait, I'm getting ahead of myself here. Perhaps I should start at the beginning. This whole change started after a fight I got into one day. Apparently, I got on the wrong side of someone in my physical education class. He told me to meet him after school near the baseball diamonds. Slightly curious, I talked to my friend, Collin, about this apparent challenge, and he decided to accompany me. When I left, the wind was blowing, cold and fast, and the air smelled like pine pitch and grass.
When I got to the field, I suddenly realized I was in over my head. There were at least 20 of them, standing and appearing to be anxious to bring me down to my knees.
"Collin, what are we doing here? There's way too many of them for us to take on," I nervously said.
"Wyatt, you underestimate our abilities. They may be stronger, but we are faster. I know we can take these wimps on," he responded.
"Well, when you put it that way, I guess we stand a chance. Let's do this."
We slowly walked up to them, and immediately they began their taunts. "What, you brought him to back you up? This will be easier than I thought. You won't last two minutes against us," I heard one of them say. I thought he was going to say something else, but I never gave him a chance to say anything more. I ran up to the one who had issued the taunt, and using the momentum I had built up, punched him in the stomach, chest, and face, all within the span of about two seconds. He just collapsed onto the ground. When Collin saw me start to move, he also started going after another one. Collin managed to take down one of the bigger guys in five seconds.
When they realized we knew what we were doing, they all charged us. I blocked each of their attacks with ease, and took each one down with two to seven well-placed blows. Collin was coping, but I soon noticed he was starting to be overwhelmed by the number of blows coming at him. I quickly finished one and threw him into the last two, and running up to them, I jumped, using them as an improvised springboard, throwing a kick into the back of one and catching another with my arm and forcing them both to the ground. With their focus broken, Collin used the distraction to subdue two with a punch to both their stomachs. They slowly surrounded us until we were back-to-back.
"Collin, maneuver 87!" I yelled. Both shoving off of each other, we drove our punches into them, finishing the last of them. We walked away with a few bruises, but what I didn't notice was that the security cameras were running. That day was the day my life changed forever.