Boston, Massachusetts
And here's me. Yes i know, i know you didn't expect me to actually be in the story. Well, its my Experience so obviously i have to be in it right? It was a normal day doing gymnastics. I couldve gone pro ya know? I had alot of talent. But this day changed the course of my life as i new it. "Hey, you want to get some food?" "Nah, my dads going to chicago and he wants me to come with. Ya know, get into the family business as a lawyer." "Oh yea hes gonna lock that kid up who almost killed that other boy right?" "Yea thats him." They start walking to their lockers "i think he deserves it. I know it was a fight but geez thats taking it too far." "I blame the school. Not one teacher or student stepped in to stop it. I feel bad for the kid." "I dont get you, Nathan. You saw what he was capable of but yet you defend him, no wonder you and your dad dont get along" they start changing. "Yea yea Isabell i kinda figured that a long time ago." He gives her a sarcastic smirk, then she hits him. "Heh, so i could drive you home again if you want." "Uh no mister, nice try but youre not getting any "im going away" sex." They both laugh and stare at eachother for one second. They soon went their seperate ways and Nathan arrives home. "Dad, are u ready?" "Yes son we're taking my car so go pack your things. Then we're good to go."
"Chicago, Illinois
2 days have passed since Nathan and his father made their way to chicago for the big case. Max, looking healthier with only a band aid on his cheek. He had his arms crossed and slouched down in his chair when the case started. Nathan couldnt help but look at Max. As if he knew what he was feeling. Like he could help him in some way, but how? One day during the trial, Max went to the bathroom, little did he know Nathan was already there. Max goes to the urinal and Nathan is at the sink. "I dont think you're in the wrong." "Oh yea and why is that?" Max seemed Aggravated just by talking to this guy. "The teachers shouldve stopped you. They shouldnt have let you go that far. "My school doesnt believe in breaking up fights. We fight till the other cant." "And to prove what? That you're superior?" Max now finished is frustrated with Nathans questions. "Why are you asking all of these questions? Whats it to you, rich kid?" "Oh im far from rich. My dad just wants to use me as an example for your city. That kids our age should be more like me instead of you, to be honest its-" Nathan was cut off by Max throwing a punch from behind. Nathans reflexes kicked in and he dodged the punch effortlessly. Unfortunately for Max, his hand shattered the mirror and therefore cutting up his knuckles. "That rage can be your greatest strength, and your biggest weakness." "I dont need pointers from a rich kid!" Max swings Ferociously only to hit nothing but air as Nathan dances and flips around him. "What are you, some kinda Ballerina on steroids?" Nathan smirks "nah, i just know how not to get hit." He taunts Max gesturing him to come hit him. "Raaa!" Max swings got faster and more accurate. Nathan chuckles while dodging. Soon he turns and runs up a wall to flip over Max. But with anticipating it, he grabs Nathan by the waist mid air and suplexes him. Nathan lands directly on his neck and Max hears a snap. Max got up with a shocked look on his face, staring down at Nathans motionless body. He slowly walks towards him and as soon as he touched nathan, a police officer barged in. "HEY! WHAT IS THIS?" Max looks around trying to find a way to escape. The cop charged at max but he just punched him once, knocking the fat police officer out cold. "Oh shit oh shit, wh-what did i do?" Max now crouched down, tries to find a way to escape the courthouse. He sneaks behind benches and coat racks to escape. But just as he was about to, the alarm went off and the courthouse was put on lockdown. Nathans father now Furious of discovering his sons tragic incedent runs over to max trying to strangle him. After 4 cops restrained him, Nathans father not only did he win the trial, but he also sued Max for second degree murder, adding another 25 years to his time. Max at this point was completley Distraught. He had no tears left to cry, no hope left in his eyes, his mom killed herself because of failure and depression. Max's face had no emotion at all, just a blank face and dull eyes. Max was all over the news and because of this, chicago as undergone a new program to help troubled teens.