“Yo Dudes, What’s happening?” Romano said. “Look at this kid!”
“I think he’s going mad!” another guy said.
“He’s shaking in his skin? Is he scared or is he convulsing?” another guy chimed in.
“Are you fools talking about me?” Mark asked.
“Who you callin’ a fool?” Romano said as he started walking towards him with a hood like swagger.
“Yeah, who do you think you are?” another guy said.
“Fool? You think we’re fools? You wait to see who the fool is now!” another guy yelled from the porch.
Mark couldn’t control himself as he ran up the steps of the porch charging at Romano with all his might. As he got to the top of the steps all the guys in the house spilled out onto the porch with their fists up ready to fight. Feeling a little intimidated he slowed down and waited before he threw the first punch.
“What you got scared?” Romano asked.
“I’m never scared,” Mark said.
“Looks like you chickened out!” Romano added.
“You better watch it!” Mark answered.
“I better what?” Romano asked. “White boy is telling me to watch it!”
“You’re a pretty boy you know that!” the guys started saying in unison.
“PRETTY BOY, PRETTY BOY, PRETTY BOY!” they chanted, making Mark’s blood boil inside.
“That’s it!” Mark said.
With that he couldn’t stand it anymore. He knew he was completely outnumbered but he had no choice but to fight them. He charged towards their head man, Romano with his fists up.
“He’s lost it!” Romano said. “Do you see his eyes, they’re blood red!”
“HELP!” Romano screamed.
Mark was surprised that his appearance scared him so much, but was thankful that it did. He charged full speed at Romano and swung at his face missing him by an inch.
“MISSED!” the guys started yelling.
“Back me up guys!” Romano yelled.
Mark felt a guy pulling on his jacket and he swung around and with all his might punched him clear off the porch sending him landing on his back in a pile of leaves.
Another guy came up behind him with two guys not so far behind, he did the same thing, punching them off the porch and leaving them crying like babies on the ground.
“What’s going on here?” Romano yelled, hiding behind a porch chair. “Stop acting like wusses and kill him!”
The screen door flew open and out ran about ten heavy set football player type guys all screaming and charging right for Mark. He knew he had to think quickly or else he was doomed. His wings sprouted on his back as he rose up into the air avoiding them completely, but hanging low enough to kick them all in their faces causing them to fall down like dominos on top of each other.
“This is ridiculous!” Romano said. “You’re not going to get me!”
“Not only am I going to get you,” Mark said angrily. “I’m going to kill you.”
Romano let out a scared laugh as he hid behind the chair. I’ve got so many guys here, you’ll be fighting us all day long!”
“Listen, I’ve put out about twenty already and it’s only been a few minutes. I wouldn’t under estimate me!”
Within seconds of Romano saying that about fifty guys showed up in front of the house.
“Where is the little punk?” the guys started shouting.
“There he is!” the guys pointed.
“That kid? You’re joking! What kind of pussies are you?” the guys yelled.
“Wait and see!” they yelled bloody from the ground.
Mark didn’t know what to do. He couldn’t believe they called for backup and that he was about to take on fifty tough guys. This was so out of character for him and he knew he was going to get in trouble for this. And if he didn’t get in trouble, he would surely get recognized. It’s not every day there is a brutal beating of one hundred grown men.
He couldn’t stop and dwell on it for another moment. He didn’t have any time to waste as they started running towards him with their Swiss Army knives drawn and nunchucks swinging.
Mark knew that this could be the end of him. He didn’t know how to fight off guys with weapons let alone this many guys with weapons. He was surely going to die. As the approached him, he heard a rumble in the sky and looked up. They all stopped and looked up in terror.
“I’m here to help you!” Benji yelled flying quickly to his aid.
“Benji?” Mark asked. “How did you know I was here?”
“No time for questions, Mark! Let’s get these guys!”
Within seconds Benji started shooting fire balls out of the palms of his hands setting the streets into a fiery blaze as they men were running through it. Some of them instantly burned to death while others were left screaming and shrieking with their limbs on fire.
Another group of guys came running out of the house shooting guns towards Benji and Mark, missing them each time they shot.
“Be careful!” Benji yelled.
“This is nuts!” Mark yelled back.
The shots kept firing as Mark watched Benji swoop down and karate chop each of the guns out of their hands and then throw them all onto the ground with a bang. He then walked over to the last man standing which was Romano and grabbed him with one swoop and started flying into the air with him in his talons. Romano was screaming and gasping for air as he rose higher and higher into the sky.
“Follow me!” Benji said to Mark.
“I’m coming!” Mark replied as he flew at a quick speed to catch up to Benji.
“We have to get out of there!” Benji said. “Do you hear the sirens?”
“Do you think they’re going to find us?” Mark asked.
“Not a chance!” Benji said. “These guys won’t know what to say to the police and the police are definitely not going to believe that a bunch of flying people beat them up. It’s all too crazy a story.”
“Let me go!” Romano yelled. “Please! I’ll do anything!”
“You’ve done enough already!” Benji said. “You should have never messed with my boy Mark here.”
“I didn’t do anything. I swear!” Romano pleaded.
“I don’t want to hear it!” Benji said. “Enjoy your remaining moments of life!” he said with a laugh.
Romano screamed for help but nobody could hear him up in the clouds. It was hopeless for him.