Chapter 2

I don't own gargoyles or blue seed, but i will some day NOT!

While walking down the street Gmx remembers who she is doing this for, not for herself but for well, someone special to her. She soon clears out the sound of the busy traffic and streets and reminisces her memory of this certain someone when things would change her forever.

"Hey, stop it those are my things." said a girl in a defending voice.

A boy was towering over the girl with a group of his buddies. The first boy was tall and had black messy hair that covered his face. The second boy had dark hair and earrings hanging all over his body on his ears, stomach, nose, mouth, and eyebrows. The leader of this group of punks had dark hair too and a long scorpion tattoo on his left arm.

"Oh and what are you going to do about it Melvyn's wimpy sister. Send for your wimpy brother to rescue you, again." said the leader of the bunch in an annoy way making his goons laugh. "Maybe this time he'll ask for mercy from us."

She was just a girl, with long chestnut brown hair and emerald green eyes with glasses. The perfect syndrome of a geek-freak. She also was not balanced enough and had wobble legs to prove it. So how she was going to win this fight was beyond her control. All she knew was how to punch someone out by watching some fighting movies. Today she will make history for herself and stand up to the punks.

"No this time I'm going to stand up for myself." said the girl nervously. "Now give me back my stuff or… I'll. Beat you up."

"Oh my God that has to be the stupidest threat I have ever heard." said one of the punks.

"She must be inviting us to punch her. This is such and honor." said the leader of the punks.

With that said the fight was on. The fight didn't last long the girl tripped on her own two feet and fell face down on the ground. The punks then started laughing at her. After what seemed like ages of humiliation two of the punks took her pulled her up and let the leader punch her to the ground. With that one blow she was on the ground with a busted lip and bruise eye. She dare not cry for fear of what they would do to her next so she held her tears in and stood up again to try and face them. The girl tried very hard to punch them but they punched her first.

"Come on baby cry already so we can leave." said the leader.

"I can't," she said with staggering breaths of air. "I will not give you that satisfaction."

The boys then picked her up again punched her and kicked her in the stomach. The girl was now bleeding all over and began to allow the soft hot tears to leave her eyes to sooth her wounds and cuts on her face and arms. She then thought silently to herself as more tears began to fall down her face. Why can't I fight them? I know I can do it, it's just I suck at it.

"That's all you had to do was cry you little idiot." said the leader. With that he left her with his group feeling successful dropping her books on the ground.

The girl just crawled up into a ball to try and ease the pains she was feeling while hot tears running down her cheeks and her chestnut hair covered her face to hid the bruised face. It seemed that hours passed while she was clutching the ground with her hands. Just then her brother came running over to her. He still was in his football uniform. He then began to look for the punks who did this to her. He leaned down to her and picked up her head. The girl just smiled and looked into his blue-grayish eyes. He had short chestnut hair like her, but when the sun touched it just right he looked like an angel. He then began to pick out the grass that was in her hair. As she looked up at him again she remembered how scrawny he was before football season, now he looked strong. As he finished picking the last of the grass out of her hair he began to ask her what happened.

"Did those punks try to hurt you again?" he asked pist off that anyone would hurt his sister.

She just looked down on the ground and nodded her head silently.

"How many times do I have to tell you just go home with out me. I'll be fine." he said

"I can't you remember what mom said we have to go home together so you can protect me." said the girl

"A lot of good it did today. Why did you leave the fields today, didn't you know it was too early to leave?" he asked.

"Well I didn't know it would take you so long to finish up so I went here to wait for you… and then they came and beat me up." she said. "I swear Melvyn I didn't know it would take you so long."

"Well, next time just stay on the bleachers so I know where you are. Okay." Melvyn said. "Sis you know, you are old enough to defend for yourself, your almost 14 and I'm 12 and a half."

"But Melvyn I did try to fight them but I suck at fighting and am not strong enough like you are." the sister said uneasily and slowing trying to get up off the ground.

Melvyn then began to help her up and saw the flaws she was talking about. Her wobble legs and skinny arms barely had any muscles in them. Melvyn then knew he would teach her how to fight. Finally his sister was up off the ground. His sister just stood there trying to get the dirt and leaves off of her blue skirt.

"Well," said Melvyn. "I guess I'm just going to have to teach you how to fight and defend for yourself tomorrow."

"Really?" she asked. His sister then embraced him with a hug. "Thank you."

"Alright already you don't have to hug me all day you know besides you don't want to miss another family night do you?" said Melvyn in an excited voice.

"Oh yea I forgot about that. It's probable just another game night." said his sister boringly as if this was the same routine every Friday night.

"It just can't be ordinary because mom said it was something different." said Melvyn in an excited voice.

"Really? Then let head home right away." she said. She then stopped herself. "Wait I need to go wash my face real quick."

His sister then ran to the sink and began to wash the blood from her face. As she dried her face softly she saw she had a few cuts and bruises on her face. What would be a good way to tell mom and dad about this. She knew if she told them the truth, they would give her a long lecture. As she walked out she thought of the best excuse. She would just tell them she fell down the stairs in school and didn't look where she was going and ran into the wall and got a black eye. It sounded good enough to her. She then had to tell her brother so he would know the story.

His sister and him then ran all the way home to their apartment. The walls were painted with a sick yellow color and every other stair case creaked as you went up. They finally reached their apartment on the third floor room 3b. When his sister heard a noise.

"Stop," said the sister. "Did you hear that?"

"Hear what?" asked Melvyn confused.

"Never mind must just be my imagination." said the sister.

Her brother pulled out an old silver aged key and placed it into the lock and clicked the door open. Inside was their father. He looked like a man who had been dragged through the worst of times with his shaggy black hair and his blue eyes of depth. He just sat there with his magazine.

"Well now how was school today?" he asked in a mild tone.

"It was a good day." they both lied.

"Yea cause Melvyn made a great catch at football practice." said his sister.

Their father then drop the magazine he was reading and turn around to face them.

"Well good job Melvyn…" their father then stopped in his tracks and looked at his daughter. "Oh my God, what happened to your sister. Did someone beat you up? Cause I'll go kill them right now."

"No, dad. No one tried to beat me up. I just fell down the stairs and ran into a wall today at school." said the girl

"How am I going to explain this to your mother when she gets home." said their dad.

"What needs to be explained Xavier?" asked their mother as she entered into the house.

When she entered the house you could still smell her perfume she put on early in the morning and the smell of her work office. She had medium length hair that was a chestnut brown color and green emerald eyes.

"Explain… what the heck happened to you?" she asked as she looked at her daughter.

"I just fell down the stairs and ran into a wall today that's all. Nothing to worry about. Really." said the girl to help ease her mom's pain.

"Well what is the big news today Geraldine?" asked Xavier trying to break the ice.

"Oh the big news is I got a raise." said Geraldine excitedly.

"That's great mom." said Melvyn.

"Thanks but that's not all I got a big enough raise to go eat at Smokey's Rib and Steak Diner tonight." said Geraldine. As if it was the forth of July or Christmas or any other holiday where there is joy the faces of the whole family lit up. Geraldine just stared at the aw in their faces happy to know her family was finally going to be able to eat out.

"Well, then are we just going to sit around and stay here to night or go out." said Geraldine with enthusiasm.

"Go out, go out, go out…" The whole family chanted.

"Okay then let's hurry to the car and go to Smokey's Rib and Steak Diner tonight." said Geraldine with a smile.

Beep! Beep!

"Hey watch where your going." said an angry taxi driver.

"Yea yea I'm moving." said Gmx in an unpleasant tone.

"Freak." said the angry taxi driver. Oh boy bad move on the taxi driver's part.