"Hey Leonard!" The legends watch as the scene unfolds, they are outside a school, Len is older now but he still as bruises and is skinny for a child at school. The boy who shouted his name is much taller than Len and at his back are 3 more children who are just as tall.
Little Len doesn't turn around as he picks up his pace, he grips the straps of his backpack as he glares at the pavement.
"Leonard! Hey wait up!" The boys catch up to him easily, the leader of the group slung his arm around Len's shoulders. The boys walked with Len away from the school, all of the Legends tensed as they the boys look around, clearly checking for people watching. Len kept his head down seemingly accepting what was about to happen. As they walked an opening to an alley way appeared, the boys quickly pushed and shoved the smaller boy into the alley. Len just dropped his back pack on the ground and turned towards them, eyes surveying them all.
"So your dad beat ya again did he" the boy smirked as he said it, like it was a joke. "You know my dad says that your dad is a bent cop who couldn't tell his ass from his elbow, you the same Leonard?"
The boy grabbed Len by the front of his school uniform that anyone could easily tell was second hand and far too big for the scrawny boy. Little Len didn't even flinch as the boy's fist collided with his cheek, his head swung to the side and he just hanged there. The boy swung again and got the same reaction. He threw Len on the floor and before he could even try to move started kicking. The rest of the boys joined in kicking and laughing.
"Why not defend yourself?!" Stein said as he watched blood pour out of the little Len's nose.
"Me against them, I would have lost. You don't get into a fight your bound to lose" Len said coldly not taking his eyes off of the prone figure of his younger self. The boys stopped as suddenly as they started. Little Len didn't move he just lay there arms wrapped round his sides legs curled up tight.
"Your pathetic Leonard! Just like your father!" The boys laughed and cheered, "just like your little sister!"
"Opps" Mick said, a grin appearing on his face as he watched the little boy clench his hand into a fist, little Len was up on his feet in seconds his fist crunching against the boy's chin. He followed it up with a good kick to the stomach. The rest of the boys just stood in shock. A phone rang as Len reached into his pocket he brought out an old, busted phone, he answered it his face changed to shock and anger. He grabbed his back pack and ran as fast he could not paying any heed to the boys he left behind in the alley.
"Always did have a mean right hook" Mick said his voice proud, Lisa smirked too but the rest of the team looked sad as they tried to wrap their heads around what pain a little boy must have been through to be able to fight that well at such a young age.
Writer's ramblings: this chapter is for WCDraginS. who reviewed and said they liked it and wanted more, well here is a bit more and I promise as soon as I have written more I will post it :)
