KombatFist reached into his pocket, got out his iPhone 4 and called home.
"Hello?" answered an older woman's voice.
"Hey, mom." said KombatFist.
"Kombat?" asked the woman's voice. "So, have you learned your lesson?"
"Yes." said KombatFist.
"And what is your decision?" asked Ms. Fist.
"I'm never coming home." said KombatFist.
"Why?" asked Ms. Fist.
"I never want to hurt anyone ever again." said KombatFist. "I would take my life if I killed any of you. Is Brady okay?"
"Yes." said Ms. Fist. "School's closed here and he's playing the Play Station 3. Leela is playing the Xbox 720."
"May I talk to him?" asked KombatFist.
"Yeah." said Ms. Fist. "Hold on."
Ms. Fist walked to Brady's room and gave him the phone.
"Hello?" Brady answered.
"Brady?" KombatFist cried.
"Kombat?" asked Brady, a renamon at about 10 years old.
"Brady, I'm so sorry about what I did to you." KombatFist cried.
"I forgive you." said Brady. "When are you coming home?"
"I'm not coming back." said KombatFist.
"Why?" asked Brady.
"You're better off without me there." said KombatFist.
"But I miss you." said Brady.
"If I came back, you'd end up dead." said KombatFist.
"So, I'm never seeing you again?" asked Brady.
"Probably not." said KombatFist.