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Zachariah was walking home after school and noticed a group of 4 Soc's beaten on someone. As he got closer, he noticed that that someone was Johnny.

Zack ran over to them and just started pounding on 2 of the guys,then they all ran away. He looked down at Johnny on the ground and shook his head. He helped Johnny to his feet, " Alright. 6 o'clock. In ta empty lot. Don't be late." And with that, he walked off, leaving Johnny with a nose-bleed and a very confused look on his face.

It was 10 after 6 and Zack was pacing back and forth. Even though it was alittle cold out, He was only wearing a black muscle shirt and a loose fitting pair of blue jeans. When Johnny finally came and Zack went up to him and threw a punch, which Johnny had to duck to avoid. That went on for a few minutes till Zachariah made to kick. Johnny put his arms up to block his head. It didn't hurt him too much, but his did loose his balance and fell over. Johnny was breathing heavily, looking up at Zack as if he had lost him mind..." What the was that for?" Johnny eyes were wide.

"Seeing what you could do" Zack smiled and sat down beside Johnny. "Now look, You gotta learn ta fight or you'll get ya're ass kicked all ta time." He sighed, " In every guy has a warrior in him. The warrior has 3 parts to it. Strength, Might and knowledge. Strength is ta least important of ta tree because dere are alotta strong guys tat dunt know how ta fight nor do tey got determination. Tey only wanna fight to prove tay're strong. An' from what I saw, you have some knowledge of it, ya definitely know how to block." He grinned, " But it aint enough. I'mma going ta teach ya more...What say you?"

" I say you're outta your damn mind, Is what I say" Johnny said

"Your probably right. But listen, Buddy,you needa learn dis stuff. Or ya gunna get your ass kicked for da rest of your natural life."

Johnny sighed, Fine.."

"Good." Zack stood up and then helped Johnny to his feet, " Now. Meet me here tomorra at 6. NOT 10 after 6 like ya did taday, or I'll beat yar head in, got it?"

Johnny's eyes widened, then he nodded.

"Good. Now go get some rest. Ya look like shit."

On Saturday, after only 2 days of training, Zachariah thought it be a good time to see if Johnny could take someone on.

"Wait...you want me to jump someone?" Johnny asked, not really liking this.

"No. See, were gunna wait till some soc comes walkin by. When he does, 'bump' into him. couple of words get exchanged, he gets pissed off, takes a swing, then after that its not 'Jumping' him, its self defense.."

"Riiiiiight..." Johnny raised an eyebrow.

"Fuck dat shit, b'ye, I'll take 'im"

Zack and Johnny turned around and saw a tall boy with bizarrely red hair, jumping around and punching the air like a boxer warming up, surrounded by 4 other boys, 3 of which were 5'11,auburn haired triplets and a 6 foot tall boy with light-brown hair.

"yeah, Like ya could, ya jack ass" One of the triplets said.

"Could too"

"Could Not"

"Could too"

"Could not"

After that they started fighting. Johnny just took a step back, he was so damned confused. He was going to leave, But Zack put his arm around his shoulder and pulled him closer, " Johnny, my boy, These here are me friends, Shawn, Mac and the triplets, Murdock, Kenneth and Bruce..Guys, Dis is Johnny...I'm teaching him ta fight."

"Ya can't teach fah shit, Zachariah" Shawn shook his head, " What ya gotta do is leave the lad with Jean-Claude for a few days. " He said with a nod. " He's da one dat taught you, rememba?"

"yeah, yeah, I remember...hey...where is Jean-Claude, anyway?"

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Dally, Two-Bit and Ponyboy were walking down the street. Dally was talking, well, complaining about his girlfriend, when he crashed into someone.

"Hey, watch where you're going, you little munchkin" Dally growled.

"Who you calling Munchkin, Shit for brains?" A 5'6 boy with blond hair ice blue eye that looked like a shorter, more handsome version of Dallas Winston.

"What did you just call me?"

"What? Didn't hear me with those big ears of yours?" The boy put his hands on his hips.

"Why I outta..." Dally made a fist

"Yeah, outta, but couldn't of you tried."

Ponyboy couldn't help but notice that the boy had a thick, french accent.

Dally took a swing, and the boy ducked and punched him hard in the stomach, making him fall to his knees. Then the boy kicked him in the sides.

"Hey...wait...are you Jean-Claude?" Ponyboy asked.

The boy and Dally stopped fighting and looked at the auburn haired boy that kinda reminded him of one of the O ' Conner boys, " Oui...And...you are?"

"Oh...um...Ponyboy..."

"And you know me...how?"

"Oh...Zachariah told us about you...we're his new friends..." Ponyboy said.

"Oh. Great. Do you know where he is?"

"Uh...He went to the lot with Johnny."

" So, where is the lot?"

"Oh, Come on, we'll show ya"

"Great. Lets go." Jean-Claude followed the boys with his arms crossed. Him and Dally kept glaring at each other all the way there.all the way there.