~[Felix]~

I was under no illusion that I could beat 8 guys while wounded...especially because 2 of the guys...twins? Looked like gorillas.

One mistake and they all trample me to death.

Okay...one by one, I should try to-

[Acute mind] has been temporarily shut off due to overuse.

A giant seizure hits me like a truck; I slump to the ground in pain.

Almost on cue, the men start to trample and hit me while I'm on the ground.

Their heavy blows cause fractures and broken bones all over my body; draw blood.

"Enough!" The leader interrupted

The men instantly stop.

"Boss?" One of the men asked

The leader walked over to my body...honestly...it was an incredibly sorry sight.

I was sprawled out on the floor in a retarded position, sprayed with blood and moving similarly to a dead cockroach.

He was looking down on me in pity.

My eyes were twitching, not in anger, but pain.

I tried to breathe, but every breath was painful, perfectly coupled with the acidic air.

Perfect.

Just perfect.

"You are lucky that I'm not going to kill you, you were the most fun I've had in ages. Plus, I want you to become stronger."

His face twisted into the same sick grin as before.

"You know what they say - fattening up the goose."

"Wai-wait,wha-...what's your...name?" I mangaed to stammer and croak.

He stopped and replied-

"Edward...Edward Stone."

"That's the name of the guy who beat you."

He knelt and spat on me.

He got onto his bike, along with the rest of his crew.

"Oh yeah, and my crew...is called The Boys."

WROOM!

WROOM!

They drove into the distance and eventually so far away that I couldn't see them.

Good.

Now I know the name of the people I need to kill.

He dared spit on me.

I will grow stronger...so strong that he can't touch me.

I stretched my hand up to the sun, it was hidden behind a blanket of ash and soot.

My eyes became drowse and heavy.

Then they closed