Chapter 2

'Mount Everest'

Leon sat up on the roof of the college that night, just staring at the stars, and watching them glimmer. Their glinting lights were mainly reflecting off of his necklace, and his eyes. He was thinking… thinking about what had happened that day. That girl… Aerith. It truly was a beautiful name, but, that wasn't the reason why he was 'attracted' to her. She had… helped him. No one else would've done something like that. And, she tried to understand him. No one else would've even given it a thought of trying to figure out how he felt.

"Why did you try to help me…" he sighed. "I'm not worth your time… let alone I'm not worth anything." Leon lied back down.

"Mr. Leonhart," a stiff voice said.

Leon's head whipped around. There, standing right in front of him, was Professor Brown. He did not look at all pleased.

"Mr. Leonhart," he repeated stiffly and more harshly. "What do you think that you're doing out here?"

Leon stared at him. "Looking at the stars," he murmured.

Professor Brown looked infuriated. "YOU SHOULD BE IN BED, YOUNG MAN! THAT IS NO REASON TO GO OUT ON THE ROOF AT THIS TIME AT NIGHT!"

He didn't move.

"Get over here, young man," he growled.

Leon still refused to move.

"I SAID, COME HERE!"

He growled.

The professor looked even more infuriated than before. He grabbed Leon's arm and with amazing strength and pulled Leon up onto his feet.

He gave a little grunt of pain.

"Now, Mr. Leonhart," Professor Brown said, between clenched teeth. "We've got some punishing to do, now, don't we?"

Leon growled. He seriously wanted to know what was wrong with going onto the rooftop. It's not like anyone cared—except for this professor, obviously.

The sinister man led him through the hallway to his office as if Leon were some axe murderer.

"Please have a seat, boy," the Professor snarled, pushing the unwilling Leon to a hard chair.

Professor Brown was a cold man, the meanest teacher in the whole school. The only reason why he still had his job was because even the Head of the School was afraid of him. He was the twin of Mount Everest—cold and there. He had to be about 7'10" tall, with thick arms and legs and a muscular body. Professor Brown was truly a dominating man. He had ragged black hair with a prickly face from his thin facial hair. His eyes always glinted with a look that said, 'You try anything funny and I'll kick your sorry little ass." He was a scary man.

Leon wouldn't have been surprised if Professor Brown had managed to escape from a prison or something for rape.

"Tell me again, kid, why you were on the roof?" Mount Everest man asked in a more of a crude way.

"I needed to think about something. Nothing more, nothing less," was what Leon replied with.

"About what? This better be good, Leonhart."

"It's none of your business, Professor. It's personal."

And then the shock came—Professor Brown punched him in the gut and made Leon choke. He gasped for air but it wouldn't come. Oh, my God…

Again, shock; the punisher laughed. "What's the matter, kid? Can't breath? Aw, I'm sorry… NOT!"

Leon was then slammed but this time in the jaw. He was in too much pain to scream. Not only was Professor Brown like Mount Everest, he felt like it too.

Professor Brown was not about to give him a break; beating on him was just too much fun. The man decided to enjoy every bit of tearing apart his least favorite student—but, sadly, somehow he would have to do this without killing him.

Then the whip came out.

Leon finally got a grasp on his voice and screeched as he felt his now bare back being slashed by the serrated whip. The skin where the whip has touched burned and stung painfully. He felt a liquid dripping down his flesh, and recognized it as blood. Oh, God, please no.

Leon felt himself being thrown onto his now blood-soaked back. The cold of the tile burn the wounds. He felt his chest being whipped, then the most painful of all—his face. He couldn't scream, the pain was too much; nor could he move. Leon refused to open his eyes; he knew what'd happen if he did.

Then the whipping stopped.

Professor Brown panted, red in the face as he looked at the man he had just about killed. He smiled. "Feel the burn, Squall?" he sneered.

"Ahh… ahh…" Leon groaned in pain as he felt something put on his wounds. Then he screamed.

"Embalming fluid does wonders, doesn't it?" Mount. Everest sneered. He kicked Leon. "Will you quit it? You're getting blood all over my floor. Sheesh, you should at least know how to take care of yourself."

"Wh-why are you d-doing this?" Leon whispered weakly.

"To teach you not to meddle with school rules, my child," Professor Brown snapped.

Leon heard footsteps coming down the hallway. He could tell the Professor didn't hear anything.

The door opened a small crack and then there came a scream.

Alright, here's the long awaited chapter two! I know, I know, it was short. I promise to make the next chapter especially long! If you don't know, embalming fluid is what they put on dead bodies to preserve them… it's also in some drugs. Poor Leon... –hugs Leon-

Well, enjoy!

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