World Academy W – some time ago
We see a happy group of young teens with very 80's hairstyles. They call themselves the South Slav group. They mey not be the most popular kids in school or have the best scores, but they sure have a rich social life.
Dafina, Enis, Šćepan, Yasna, Janez and Časlov are goofing around in the hallway. Not far away, a small dark figure spies on them hidden behind a locker. He grabs an opportunity when no one is watching and throws a football at Yasna. She yells as the ball hits her hard in the back of the head. The others laugh.
"Alright, who threw that'" she asks smiling but still rubbing the sore spot. The others shrug. "Časlov, was it you? I'm not mad, I just want to know" she says calm.
"Seriously Yasna. Why would it be me? You always accuse me of the darnedest things" he says pouting.
"No I don't. It's you who sulks every time I say something you don't like. Grow a backbone will you!" she says slightly insulted. Časlov becomes even more enraged. "Oh yeah! Well, if you weren't such a bossy boss all the time, maybe I wouldn't get so upset. And besides, why do you have to be the leader of the group? What makes you qualified?" he yells making the others feel uncomfortable.
She stares at him dumbfounded: "What makes me qualified? You sure have a short memory, don't you Časlov!"
"That's it, I'm out of here" Janez suddenly says and walks away. Yasna looks at him confused. "Me too" Časlov continues. Yasna pulls his sleeve just about he is about to turn: "You can't do that. Not after all the hard work we did to get so far."
"Let go, Yasna" he says through his teeth. "No" she is able to utter before he violently pulls his hand away and pushes her so hard she hits a locker behind her. She glares at him as blood comes out of her nose and pushes him right back. Dafina and Šćepan move a few steps back and Janez is long gone.
They push and swing at each other for a while when Enis tries to separate them. "Hey, you stop! Let's talk it out" he says before he is hit in the face by accident. He grabs his swollen cheek and punches back.
At this point, the entire school has gathered and watches the fight. The professors peep out of their classrooms but don't try to stop it. The three smack each other, tearing their uniforms and making their opponents bleed.
"That's enough!" a familiar male voice screams. They all stop. The students move aside to make space for Albert who slowly walks closer. He seems very serious. His hands are in his pocket and his posture is threatening.
"What in the world happened here?" he asks the three. Časlov and Enis jump towards him, crying: "It's not our fault. She did it! Please save us from this crazy monster." Yasna smirks. "Oh please, everyone saw what happened. You started it. Don't pretend you are the innocent party."
The two start crying showing their ripped uniform and bruised faces. Alfred listens to them and looks at Yasna disgusted. "How dare you pick on them like that. Next time, try it with someone your own size."
Yasna opens her mouth bewildered. "Um, hello" she shows her bloody wounds. She turns to Enis who is crying: "Hey, why are you only blaming me? Časlov punched you too."
"You monster!" he yells holding Alfred's forearm. "You are evil and cruel. I don't want to talk to you ever again" he says and runs away crying.
Yasna observes the other students. "You all saw what happened, right? I was savagely attacked, I had to protect myself." The others looks at Alfred who is still frowning. He shakes his head: "Bullies like you never learn. Don't worry, I have a great punishment in mind."
She tries to say something before Alfred interrupts her. "Hopefully that will teach you to play nice and if I hear from anyone else, that you have been harassing them, trust me, I can do much much worse" he says patting Časlov. The small black figure jumps from joy. Yasna watches everyone still in the state of shock. "But you all saw it" she utters as everyone leaves ignoring her fragile state.
Unspecified ramble
The narrator speaks as we watch a steaming pile of bubbling goo in a park: "Wise people have often thought about what God is. Some in order to explore and gaze into his vastness, others to deny his very existence. The arrogant few even thought they could trick and surpass him and his laws. But rest assured, whatever you believe, whatever you do, God is not stupid. A prankster, maybe? Someone whose punchlines can take ages to reveal themselves. Perhaps… But stupid, never."
A head pops out from the goo gasping. The figure slowly trudges his way onto the surface, covered in the icky substance from head to toe. He smiles, revealing white teeth as the grayish and blackish goo falls slowly in chunks. "Only true redemption can free a sin-heavy soul from damnation. However, once freed, such a soul can be repelling to others" the narrator continues.
The figure raises happy and looks around. There is another person there. A female, clean and nicely dresses, on the park path, looking at him in utter shock. He tries to smile in a friendly way, but it looks more like a grin. His face is slowly being revealed as the goo slides, but it is one most would gladly punch. His entire presence makes the onlooker get goosebumps of terror. The young lady still watches him with a frozen expression. He extends his hand into a handshake, but the female flinches because it feels more like an attack.
"There is no soul more vulnerable than this. It needs compassion or at least to have its actions treated fairly. So whatever you do, do not shove it away" the narrator finishes. The girl folds a handkerchief around her hand and very cautiously extends it to him in a very lose handshake.
Sooooo sorry for scaring you with this ramble. I just had this really cool image of the goo monster extending his hand and didn't know what to do with it. Normal content will be coming up in a few days.