It was an average day in New Haven. It was normal Mars weather; that day was raining a lot and I mean ALLOT. If you were a dog or cat just walking on the street you would have drowned. The school day had just finished like it always did, Jack was playing football and I was busy at detention. I think I called a teacher a fag or something. I normally spent my detentions in the library because I was always a fan of reading. As long as I didn't steal anything teachers wouldn't have a problem with me being there. Today was in the art room, I had some projects due and I thought I might as well finish them. It was a lucky break. I had been working on my pointillism piece for 30 minutes, it was a picture of a tiger and a dragon fighting over a jewel; I would have got a 100 on it for sure. You can only push a q- tip onto paper for so long before the boredom starts to kick in. I found my eyes drifting to the window, there were some girls out there in a circle they were yelling about something, I don't often pay much attention to girls like them and they always have some sort of mental issue. In the middle of the circle I saw a girl dressed in black, this was weird because the snobs usually wore light colors. That's when it hit me, that girl in black was Alice. She was being picked on by those stupid ass wipes, I wasn't worried though; Alice could handle herself. She would come up with some kind of great comeback they'd leave cursing and shed be on her way. I was starting to get worried when Alice started clenching her fist, she wasn't a fighter I doubt she could handle 2 girls let alone 10 or 15. I was just watching them, waiting to see what was happening. Honestly nothing was happening, no one was saying anything or even moving. I saw Alice start to walk away. That's when I decided everything was fine, until I saw who was walking towards her. It was Jeff. Jeff was friends' with the girls from before; he was sister with one of the girls. I think her name was Daniel or something. Jeff was a crazy kid; he'd picked a fight with about everyone on Mars. It wouldn't be surprising if he slapped Alice; I knew it was time for me to step in. The Art teacher Mrs.P had left the room so I just snook out. I made a run for the group of girls. Apparently Jeff had spotted me and had averted his attention away from Alice and was focusing on me. "Here comes Marcus here to save the day," said Jeff. Jeff was a junior; he was about 6'3 and 250 pounds. He had really long black hair and brown eyes. He wasn't the smartest kid in school, but he certainly wasn't the dumbest. There were rumors going around that he was being drafted into the White Tiger syndicate. His older brother was a pretty high-ranking member, he had enough connections to get Jeff a great master and in a matter of years he could be a colonel. Jeff may have been allot stronger than I was, but I still was faster and at 6'1 I wasn't all that weak either. He seemed to know what I was thinking, the idiot started to tense up as though he would anticipate my attack. I was in no mood for a fight, I would just psyche him out by confusing him. "So nice weather were having, the rain really brings out the best in the mud", I wasn't making much sense but against this guy I didn't have to. "Back off Cid, this doesn't involve you. I just have to do a little favor and I'll be on my way." He really thought I didn't know what he meant; he was stupider than I thought. Apparently the other kids knew what was going on they had made a circle around the two of us and a lot of them were placing bets on who would win. I could see Jeff wanted to fight me, he was a bully and I was usually the one who stood against them, it was almost his right to fight me. He was probably the only jackass in the school who I hadn't fought. Instead of fighting right there on the lawn we decided to take it to the ditch. The ditch was a huge circle of grass in the middle of the street, it wasn't a place for brawls it was a place for true fights. A place where people fought for superiority not out of anger. Not many people knew about it only people involved in syndicates or people who usually fought there. Today not many people were driving around there; there was one black car with tinted windows circling around us. Probably some stupid college guy looking for entertainment. Before the fight we had the stare down, it was typical. We each try to predict our opponents next move while trying to think of what attack we would do. I figured I would wing it, when he attacked I would dodge and counter. After maybe 30 seconds of planning Jeff realized it was now or never, he threw a punch with his right hand. I adjusted my body at the right moment grabbed his arm and flipped him over. I expected him to stay down but I couldn't be more wrong, right after I flipped him he managed to land crouching. He attempted a spin kick when he was on the ground, it was a great kick too, would have knocked me down if I didn't jump at the right time. The strange thing was he seemed to know I would jump because he bounced up immediately and tackled me in mid-air; I guess he was already being trained. It hurt really badly; I honestly thought that I was going to break my back when I fell. The descent took a very long time. All I could see was him hovering right at my level, we must have been six feet off the ground, and then time froze. Sometimes when I fight or train time will not only slow down it will freeze, I have enough time to analyze what's going on and react. I saw that I was perpendicular to the ground and I was flipping over, Jeff was getting ready to finish me off, looked like he was trying to execute a combo move like he was in a video game. When time reverted I had my plan, I would use my own momentum against him. I tightened my legs to execute a flip kick; it caught him right in the jaw. It was like it was right out of Enter The Dragon. When time reverted back to normal Jeff was on the ground with all of his jaw broken. I was in a crouching position and the kids were cheering, this wasn't your ordinary fight it was.... Legendary. I would be immortalized; no one thought anyone could do that. I had defied all the standards, all the limitations placed on freshman. I had changed the rules. I never knew I could do something like that. I must have been better than I thought. After 10 minutes I decided to go home, I was tired I needed a nap. Shortly after I started walking I realized the black car from before was following me. Instead of running I decided to see what was up, so I stopped in the middle of the street. Slowly the car doors opened and 2 men dressed in black suits walked out of the car. One man was very tall and very strong looking, the other man looked as though he was in his early thirties he was very tan and not very tall. He approached me and said, "Are you cid Marcus, the brother of Allen?" I nodded my head. "Be here tomorrow at 10 o'clock, come with Allen, tell him that its time, he'll no what it means" and after that he was off. I didn't need Allen to explain this to me, I had seen him go through it before I had been drafted.