A/N: I am going to be updating on Mondays. Yesterday I was not able to do so because the power was out. Mondays are horrible, so I feel like I might possibly make your day better as well as my own.

There is violence in this chapter, so be warned, but when has this story not had any violence?


Some people just didn't know when to keep their big, obnoxious mouths closed, and it was starting to really annoy Eddward. He didn't mind being the bad guy- oh, he knew he was the bad guy, but one of these days he would explode. Eddward was a patient man, though everyone has a breaking point. He just didn't look forward to the day he snapped, and he was absolutely positive everyone could agree that they hoped the day never arrived. Yet, people continued to test his patience as though they were invincible and immune to his reign, but they were only wild stallions, simply needing to be saddled and broken. This unfortunate situation, however, involved Sarah, Ed's younger sister.

Even as a child, she had been a nuisance with a rather large mouth on her. She had grown into, what one might say, a beautiful young lady with a thin, fragile frame, which helped her land a spot in the Peach Creek High cheerleading squad. As beautiful as others may describe her, Eddward found absolutely nothing about her interesting or appealing. Her long auburn hair and dark eyes were just another color, destined to grey and fade in time. Some would find her go-and-get-'em attitude winsome, but it only aggravated Eddward. He would not waste much time or thought on the spunky teen, but he couldn't let her go unpunished. What she had said the day before was unacceptable.

"Someday the world is gunna catch up to you, Double Douche, and when that happens, I'll be sitting back and watching," she said as she grudgingly handed him her allowance.

Eddward had brought the price of protection up, and as expected, no one was happy, but everyone knew better than to say a single word about it. Everyone except Sarah, of course.

He had only smiled at the girl as he put the money into his pocket, and in return, she looked at him through spiteful eyes. "When that day comes, I will openly embrace it, my dear."

Once Sarah left along with all the others, Eddward turned towards his friends, scowling in disgust, the right side of his lip raised high. Ed may have been daft, but he knew the look on Eddward's face couldn't mean anything good. There was an violent fire in Eddward's marble-like eyes causing Ed to panic, but he remained in position.

"Ed, you understand when I say Sarah needs to be taught a lesson, yes?" The teen's voice was like ice and just as phlegmatic. It sent a chilling fear throughout Ed's body.

Both of his friends' eyes widened at his words as he lit a cigarette. Even Eddy, who had his own issues with Sarah, was in disbelief, and yet, he wasn't surprised with Eddward. The issue was that this was Sarah, Ed's sibling. However, there were no exceptions and Eddy, of all people, knew that. Eddward would call the Kankers and Sarah would get what was coming to her, whether Ed wanted it to happen or not.

"Please, Eddward. I'll do anything! Please!" Ed begged, his speech impediment perfectly obvious. "She's my baby sister."

Eddward shot a harsh glare in Ed's direction causing the bigger teen to tremble, but he didn't like to be mad at his friends for very long. The big guy was only protecting his sibling and Eddward found it truly endearing. However, now was not the time to be moved by such things. His gaze instantly softened and he took a long drag from the cigarette. "Ed, my friend, I like you. Let's not change that."

The larger teen looked away in defeat and that was the end of it.

Ed had been "given the day" off by Eddward, who didn't want any interference. Besides, who better to watch May Kanker's bastard than the man who was more than likely the father. It had never been brought up; Eddward wasn't the type to ask, but one could only assume considering the two had been dating at the time. If they still were an item, he could care less. Eddward was content with not knowing everything if that meant everything included where Ed stuck his penis.

Eddy, whose arm had healed in the past month and had somehow managed not to tick Eddward off since, nervously shifted from each foot once the Kankers showed up with Sarah. The Kankers had continued to set Eddy at an unease, and the teen was probably anxious about what would happen next. With Marie at their side, May and Lee held tightly onto each of Sarah's arms as the girl struggled and yelled at them. Once she saw Eddward, her eyes widened and she pulled back in attempts to run away. "No, no, no!" The two Kankers, however continued to pull the girl closer to Eddward with such a force that Sarah fell to her knees. They didn't even bother to let the girl rise to her feet and dragged her until they were a few feet away from Eddward.

"Let me go! Please! Please!" Sarah begged the two girls holding her. May and Lee looked remorseful, but Marie burst into a fit of giggles.

"Sarah, you have nothing to fear from me. I have nothing in store for you," Eddward said once he leaned down onto the balls of his feet, each elbow resting on his thighs. Sarah sighed and smiled nervously to the boy in front of her. A wicked grin appeared on the boys face as he leaned closer, his lips only inches from Sarah's. He looked up at the Kankers, each individually and lasting a good few seconds; Marie seemed to be upset by how close Eddward was to Sarah but he ignored the daggers in her gaze. His voice lowered immensely and was like a car running on a gravel road, picking up the small pebbled with the treaded tires. "What you have to worry about are the ones holding you."

The girl looked up in a panic at her captors as Eddward stood up with a bounce and held his arms behind his back. He stepped backwards, keeping his gaze on Sarah once she looked to him with pleading eyes, but he only grinned.

"The world will catch up with me someday, but it will need to start running."

He turned around just as Marie drove her combat boot into Sarah's stomach and searched his breast pocket for his pack of cigarettes. A frown appeared on his face when he discovered there was only two left, now one. How inconvenient. He lit the stick, struggling with his lighter for a moment until the flame finally erupted from the small device. From behind him, he heard a terrifying crunch that sounded suspiciously like a bone breaking, followed by a pop of something coming out of socket.

At first the teenage girl's piercing screams along with Marie's sickening laughter was exciting, bringing his adrenaline to pump hard through his veins, but soon he found them to be rather annoying when they just repeated at the same pitch, over and over. Eddward pulled out his head phones and put each one in his ears, starting with the left. He only had to look through the music on his phone for a few seconds before he settled on the White Stripes, though he would have gone with Beethoven, but that was a bit too Norman Stansfield* for him. Black Math began and he turned back around, just in time to see Sarah crawling away, her auburn hair in a complete mess, but Marie grabbed her by the ankles and dragged her back. With a heavy step, Marie pressed her boot against Sarah's cheek before she pulled the girl by her long hair. He watched, unamused by Marie's attempts to catch his attention, something she had been struggling to do since the day they met. She realized the hard way that Eddward wanted nothing to do with her, and since that day two years ago she has toned down, but Eddward applauded her dedication.

Before that day, Eddward hadn't ever hit a girl and he was determined to never do it again. Marie had graduated from heavy flirting to grabbing and groping, despite Eddward's continuous warnings. If there was one thing he was absolutely certain about, it was he had no earthly idea as to where Marie's hands had been, or if she had even washed them afterwards. The touching had gone on for an entire day until he snapped once she had gone over the line. As much as he found it disgusting, he wasn't exactly sure why he'd let it go on so long; he wasn't interested in females, or men for that matter.

Eddward was softer back then, weaker. He wouldn't make that mistake again; no one would walk on him again.

Marie had been hanging onto him at the party Nazz had been hosting. Eddward wouldn't have shown up, had he not been worried that it would be seen as a sign of weakness and he supposed the same principle could be applied to Marie's signs of affection. At one point during the party, she had pinched his buttocks and shocked by the gesture, a squeak had escaped his lips. Everyone had laughed in their drunken states, ignoring his warning looks. Angered by this, but not quite to his breaking point, he left the house, out the back door and away from the fumes of whatever they had been smoking. Marie had followed him shortly, lit a cigarette, and threw the fag away to chase him when he went back into the house. At this point Eddward was beyond frustrated, and tried to lose her in the crowd, but she kept close to him, grabbing onto his arm and giggling sweet nothings into his ear. "I know you want it" seemed to be the only words she knew that night. As sweet and repulsive as they were, they indeed meant nothing to the fifteen-year-old boy. Eddward's mind screamed for him to push her away and run from her, but it also shouted for him to snap her neck.

Eventually, he reached the other side of the room and was about to turn back to shake Marie off of him, but the girl shoved him against the wall and pressed her open mouthed lips against his. His stomach churned and he felt the contents inside it rising, ready to spill into her mouth, but he kept it closed. He wasn't goin to risk even a split moment of her tongue in his mouth. A wet tongue was spreading saliva across his tightly closed lips. The disgusting bile traveled up his throat, settling into his mouth and he cringed before swallowing it. He pushed Marie away and the girl must have been incredibly stupid for she shoved herself back against him. Before Eddward could do anything, her hand was down the front of his pants and gripping his flaccid member. Marie seemed shocked that he wasn't aroused and looked at him, her expression both curious and mocking. Eddward had had enough. He smiled and gripped the girl by her hair, the urge to pull it all out was overwhelming. She must have been assuming he was done playing hard to get, but when he scowled, her smile faded. With all the strength he could muster, he threw her to the side and causing her to fall onto a bookshelf. The contents on the shelves shook and several books fell as well as a few nicknacks.

The room grew unbelievably quiet, as everyone looked to see what happened. To say the least, they were shocked, but they kept their thoughts to themselves. Marie had fallen to the ground and looked up to Eddward in defeat. Her hair was disheveled and there was a bump on her cheek from one of the shelves, painted with a newly forming bruise of yellow and green. He glared down at her before bending down closer.

"Don't ever touch me again."

Eddward left the party, but not before stepping on the girl's hand.

Eddward didn't like what he had done to Marie, but it seemed to be the only way he could get her to understand he wasn't interested. Her behavior was borderline rapist, and he wouldn't stand for that. He pulled himself out of his thoughts long enough to see Lee throwing a punch at Sarah, who looked worse for wear. Hair matted with blood and dirt, left eye swollen, and lip busted. Her white and green cheerleading outfit was covered in blood, dirt, and grass stains, as well as her legs and arms. Occasionally her mouth would open wide, revealing dirt had somehow gotten inside, and he assumed either she had gotten a mouthful in her struggle or Marie had shoved a handful of the soil into her big trap. He settled with the latter, feeling it was a good punishment for Sarah mouthing off to him. May seemed to be holding back when she kicked Sarah in the stomach, but it only made sense, considering who Sarah was to May and Eddward decided not to hold that against her. Marie grabbed the young teen, pulled her to her feet, and brought Sarah's head down onto her knee. Immediately Sarah fell down and blood gushed from her nose, onto her uniform.

There was a pause as they looked back to Eddward, as if to ask if they were done, and he raised his brow, questioningly. They knew the rules. He had not given them the word to stop, and when he motioned for them to continue, they grudgingly faced the girl once more. Lee sat on Sarah's chest, bringing all of her weight to crush Sarah's chest, and wrapped her hands around the teen's neck. When her face began to turn into a deep shade of purple Lee, let go and sent her fist flying into Sarah's face, hitting her squarely in her already swollen eye. Marie pulled Lee off of the girl and threw her body onto the ground, driving her elbow into Sarah's rib cage. Judging by the look on Sarah's face, there must have been a horrible snap and possibly a broken bone.

The music coming from his headphones was loud enough to mask Sarah's screams, but safe enough as to not harm his eardrums. He listened to the song currently playing, Death Letter, waiting for it to end before interrupting the girls who all kicked Sarah. Eventually it came to a finish and he pulled out his headphones. He listened to the screams a while longer, savoring the sounds of agony, violent skin to skin contact, and the anticipation of the next blow. With a simple clearing of his throat, the three Kankers stopped what they were doing and looked to him, surrounding the crying girl who had curled into a ball. Eddy's eyes were wide and on Sarah, and Eddward couldn't help but roll his eyes. How had the dimwit not gotten used to this by now? Then again, he was Eddy, the weakest link of the trio.

"Thank you, ladies. I believe Ed has your payment. Cash, of course. Now scurry back to your rathole," he said, delight in his voice. The three didn't even bother to look offended by his comment and cut through the woods to the trailer park. Once they left, Eddward walked slowly to Sarah who looked up at him in terror. "What is my name?"

She closed her eyes tight and took a deep, shaky breath. "Eddward."

"And what were you saying to me earlier?"

Her lip trembled as she spoke. "Nothing. I am sorry."

"Apology accepted. Have a nice day," he said as he waved his hand for Eddy to start walking with him. He paused for a moment as he thought of the dreadful stains in Sarah's outfit and turned back to face her. "Oh, Sarah, dear. To get those stains out, use a combination of hydrogen peroxide and dish soap, and make sure to check it before putting it into dryer. Gentle dry. Should work like a charm."

With that ordeal settled, Eddward left with his friend and didn't bother to look back at Sarah. One might be worried that she would go crying to her parents or the police, but ever since the whole Jimmy fiasco, no one dared to do so. Being labeled as a tattletale in Eddward's domain was a dishonorable title, sending the tattletale into ostracization, condemning to the title for as long as they stuck around the town. He was more than confident that Sarah would keep her mouth shut. No one tattled anymore and no one's parents seemed to care. Sarah's parents might ask and she would most likely come up with some story to cover the truth. If they didn't believe her, she would make them believe.

Dark grey clouds had covered the sky, but the sun was unyielding, shining through as much as it could manage. It was a quarter past five, and Eddward was annoyed that he had spent most of his day already. He wondered what to do next since he had cleared today's schedule to settle the conflict with Sarah. Eddward walked as he thought to himself with Eddy trailing behind him at a respectable distance. No one was outside, so he couldn't play with anyone, not that he really wanted to. Eddy was submissive, as he should have been, and he'd already done every experiment he could think of on the stumpy boy. Soon Eddward's mind wandered through a winding maze until the only thing he could see was Kevin.

It had been that way for months now, ever since the night at the playground. All Eddward would have to do was pass him in the hallways at school and Kevin would be runnin through his mind for the remainder of the day. Eventually it got to the point where he didn't have to see Kevin to think about him. He could only go a few hours with his thoughts uninterrupted until the boy seeped back into brain, and even then his mind seemed unusually blank. A clear mind was not what Eddward was used to. It was normal for his brain to be continuously active. He would think of Mozart, Van Gogh, calculus, physics, the steps to solvin Rubik's cube, which university to go to, but his mind never went blank when he thought about one person and he never thought about one person as much as he thought about Kevin. Even the thought of bacteria and germs were absent when the ginger was present on his mind. Kevin, the boy who meant nothing to him until a few months ago- no, who continued to mean nothing to him. Of course the teen was just as inconsequential to him as anyone else, so how was he finding a way into Eddward's thoughts?

"Eddward?"

He looked up to see that Eddy was watching him cautiously. The two of them had stopped walking and Eddward looked around to see that they were in front of Kevin's house. How bothersome. Here he was, thinking of the redhead and just so happened to stop in front of his house without even realizing it. With a look of annoyance, but rather at himself than Eddy, though his little friend wouldn't be able to tell the difference, he glared at Eddy.

The boy shuddered and Eddward raised his eyebrows. "Go," he whispered. He wasn't sure if he had ever seen the stumpy teen run faster than he did at that moment. Eddward watched his friend leave, heading toward the trailer park where he lived. Some time ago, Eddy's mother had moved to the United States with her boyfriend, who completely despised Eddy. After she had left, Eddy began to stay with his older brother, who moved back to Peach Creek in the trailer park. It was a sad story to most, but Eddward didn't really care.

Once Eddy was out of view, Eddward walked up the driveway of Kevin's house and knocked on the front door. From the other side of the thick oak, he heard a scuffle and the clinking of beer bottles and a few seconds later, the door opened. Kevin looked at him questioningly and Eddward pushed passed him, inviting himself in. There was a soft thud and the clicking of the door shutting from behind him and he looked around the room. It was just as disgusting as before, if not more. There seemed to be a sea of beer bottles that Kevin must've had to wade through to get to the door. On the TV played a special about sharks, the glorious creatures they were. His gaze moved from the television to Kevin and he studied him briefly, allowing himself only a short glance as to not draw suspicion. He wanted to know why Kevin was in his thoughts, and he felt it was important to investigate. Maybe he had become obsessed in breaking the redhead and that was the cause of it all. There was nothing peculiar about Kevin, and nothing physically that would be the cause of Eddward's dilemma. He wasn't quite sure what he was expecting; a mysterious purple cloud of magic surrounding Kevin? It seemed highly unlikely that Kevin would be doing this on purpose and the teen probably didn't even know it was happening. Besides, magic was completely fictional and he doubted that even if it were real, Kevin, of all people, would not be able to produce any form of mystical power. Though, the thought got Eddward wondering. At this point, and Eddward felt silly for thinking such a thing, it seemed like the most logical solution. Perhaps the things Ed believed and read in his comic books were true.

"Hey, Eddward," Kevin spoke unwaveringly. "Is everything alright?"

The more Eddward thought about it, the more he believed the suspicion that he was under a spell procured by Kevin, a product of extremely advanced evolution, to weaken him. With a scowl on his face, he ignored the teen's question and headed for the stairs. He knew Kevin would follow him into his bedroom, but he didn't care. Upon entering the room, his eyes searched for something that would confirm his assumptions, but when nothing laid on the surfaces, he began to frantically pull everything apart. He searched the books on Kevin's dresser, reading the titles and quickly skimming through them before discarding the book to the floor. He checked each drawer, the smell of fresh linen filling his nose each time he opened a draw, and feeling brave, even in his state of panic, he dug through the drawers. When he found nothing, he ran to the bed and pulled both the comforter and the pillows off. Eddward quickly glanced at Kevin, who stared at him fearfully, before leaning over and checking under the bed, which was disappointingly clear. So far he had come up empty, but he was certain there would be something in the nightstand. Eddward pulled out each drawer with such a force that they fell out, spilling the contents onto the ground. There was a notebook, a few pens, a wrench and a few other nicknacks, but no signs or witchcraft. His hope began to diminish, and with one last leap of faith, he picked up the notebook and skimmed through it. There were a few pages of algebraic equations and notes on Shakespearen literature, but absolutely no magic.

He threw the notebook aside and jumped up from the ground. Kevin stumbled backwards into the hallway as Eddward walked quickly to him, and pushed the ginger into the wall, placing an arm on each side of him. The moment was brief and lasted no more than a few seconds. It stirred something inside of Eddward, something completely unknown to him, but he didn't bother staying long enough to find out what it was and it would only add more questions later. He was already gone and out of the house.


A/N2: *Norman Stansfield is a character portrayed by Gary Oldman in Leon the Professional. If you have not seen the movie, I suggest you do! It's a great movie. A little brutal, but who doesn't like brutal?