~*Improviso Vir*~
Unexpected Hero
Lucas was walking home toward the path that curled up to his house when he overheard some kids talking nearby.
He stopped, turning his head.
Among the boys was Fuel, one of Claus's closest friends, and Butch. There was another kid he didn't recognize, and that kid was talking.
"He's just so pathetic. It's been a year and-"
Lucas already knew they were talking about him.
"He's still moaning and groaning over his mommy."
"It was his mom, show some compassion." Fuel interjected. Even Butch nodded in agreement.
"Whatever, I'm sure his mom was probably a slut."
A long pause.
Then Lucas felt rage boil inside of him. It completely engulfed his mind before setting fire to his muscles. He shoved aside Butch, who had just turned to look, and tackled the boy to the ground.
He punched and bit like a wild animal, shouting that he take it back! Take that lie back! He didn't know her, how dare he just say that about his mother!
They told him later they tried to pull him off, but it didn't work. They say he was like a rabid wolf, and the boy was beaten pretty badly before Lucas felt his mind clear.
He had been beating up a boy whose name he didn't even know…But he had insulted his mom. Everyone in town knew Hinawa was a good mother; she was a well liked figure in Tazmily.
He pulled back, gasping, wondering why his vision was blurred. He wiped at his eyes, (even in his anger he still cried!), and ran away.
The boy's parents felt so bad that their son had mocked a lady that had died by animal violence that they never brought up the issue, and Flint didn't either when he got home after hearing about it.
No, he didn't need to say anything, because he would have done the same thing.
Lucas remembers that his father had gone into a sorrow fueled rage after hearing his wife had died, and had attacked some of the citizens that had brought the news. He had been forgiven, and he never did it again, but Lucas realized that he had done the same thing, letting his temper explode before he could control it.
Bitterly, he lowered his head and sighed.
Like father like son.