Chivalry Reborn

Chapter 2:

A Small Change of Course

I was strolling down the street with earphones in my ears and hands in my pockets. I normally wouldn’t listen to music when I walk, but I do when I feel like I’ve earned a little relaxing time. I swiftly turned the corner to get of Lincoln St. and into a more vacant neighborhood.

I was walking down the street of 134th Hudson Ave. I normally walk down this street to get to my mathematics class from my house. It wasn’t because it was the fastest way, but because I liked how the street was set up. The apartments were on one side. And the actual houses were on the other. The side with houses had their front yards all filthy and dirty, while the apartments had an actually pleasant look front lawn. I found this just absolutely hilarious that the people with homes were so damned lazy.  Not to mention I could grab a good cup of coffee at the local coffee house. They had a good price, not like those jacked up prices and confusing size names like they do at Stardust. “Tall” coffee for 4.99, ha!

But that’s beside the point. I decided to take a little detour and took a sudden left across the street, and into an alleyway. I wasn’t expecting anything, but I stopped when I heard a desperate yell.

“Get your hands off of me, you jerk! Doctor! Somepony! Help me!”

My first thought was “Somepony? What the fu-, “but it was cut off by another yelp, as I stopped my iPod from playing and quieting my steps as I got closer to the source of the racket. I peeked around the corner slowly to see a bunch of guys gathered around someone. It was a girl who looked like she was about my age. She seemed to be about 5’2, a normal height for her age.  She had purple hair with a bright pink highlight down the inner left side of her hair.

Her clothes looked dirty and battered, as did her face and legs. She’s been resisting these fellas. I’ve seen this all the time when I was back home, and I know exactly what I do every time.  The thugs seemed to preoccupied with scaring the poor girl out of her wits. I slowly step out from the corner and began walking up to the biggest one of the lot.

“Now listen, babe. We don’t want any trouble,” The smallest one with a beanie hat said in a suave manner, stroking the trembling girls cheek. “We just wanna have a little fun.”

This is irritating the hell out of me. I start balling up my fist, keeping my steps silent.

“I don’t care what you want! I’m busy trying to find the Doctor. Unless you’ve seen him, please leave me alone.” The girl calmly stated, glaring daggers at the short punk. I have to admit, the girl had guts to still be this sassy in such a situation.

“Then we’ll just have to do this the hard way,” The man’s voice suddenly went cold, wrapping his previously stroking hand around the girls neck. Was this asshole choking her for not giving it to him!? Not while I’m here, he isn't!

I’m right behind the big one of the group by now, so I slowly pull my hand up behind the back of his hand, steadying myself. My body ready for a brawl. I then quickly and swiftly-

-gently tapped his shoulder to make him notice me. Clearly, these gentlemen has a good reason for trying something like this, right?

“What the hell do ya want?” The human golem barked. "Don'tcha see we’re busy trying to screw this stupid who-“

CRACK!

Yeah, right.

Before the foul language escaped his lips, I quickly smash my fist into the side of face. The tension of the resistance from his body lasted a moment, sending a shock up my arm. I’m damned sure I was smirking as this was happening, as I pushed my power past the defense, sending him flying into the wall.

“Wha-UH! Uhhhh…..” Was all that he was able to utter, as I quickly slammed my size 12 Converses into his pig-shaped nose and hammered the back of his head into the cold, damp brick wall. He slipped into forced slumber. As he slumped down, I could see a splash of red that didn’t quite fit the wall’s shade of it.Eh, it'll wash off.

“What the hell….?” Said the gnome-sized leader, turning around to see me standing right next to his former- brawny assistant.

I looked at him to see his shocked expression. I simply breathed in and said calmly:

“Hi!” I waved my hand nonchalantly, smiling as though he was an old friend. Both the girl and the smurf looked at me as though I was insane. I changed my look to reveal my real emotions. My smile fell into in expressionless life, while my eyes glared as though like I wanted to shred him apart limb from fucking limp. “Release the girl, or I WILL make you wish you never got up this day.” My voice was dark, but calm. I always sounded calm when I was violent. I have no idea why.

“Yeah right,” laughed the little Penguin-wannabe. He pulled out a small knife from his coat pocket. “Come on, and get your little ass sliced, brat!”

I stepped in deeply, ducking my head in as I approached. I usually would be more cautious around opponents with weapons, but he didn’t seem to be very good at handling that blade. I’ve been around weapons for most of my childhood with my war veteran father, so knowing how some weapons work is like knowing my student ID at school.

The thug steps back, a little intimidated by my fast and physical response, before clumsily jabbing out his knife in an awkward angle. This bloody moron, is the only thought that passed through my mind as I grabbed his arm by the wrist, twisting it so he unclenches his hand as a nerve response, dropping his weapon. Without pausing, I stepped behind him with his arm still in my hand. I then slammed by elbow against his in a downward blow, shattering his arm in one go.

Ooooh! My attacks are becoming sharper! I usually had to do it two more times just to make it crack. That, or my exercises to get some muscle are paying off. Either way, damn I feel so badass!  Ahem….Sorry about that, I’m a little weird, you see. It’s just how I am, so be warned. Anyway…

I released his arm finishing my assault. I’m pretty sure he’s swearing all sorts of threats and screaming all sorts of naughty things that I think would make a damned anon blush (Yes, I know about 4chan). I simply walked over to where the girl who was assaulted stood.

I noticed that the pink in her hair, didn't look like a highlight. It looked…..like it was naturally part of her hair. How is that even possible!? Has cosmetic hair care really come that far!? And who was skilled enough to make it look that normal!? Ugh, forget it. I'll just get a headache from over-thinking it through.

She was just standing there with her purple (Weird colored) eyes widened to the size of lampshades, staring at the man I just sent sprawling against the ground. I lightly gripped the stunned girl’s shoulder and whispered “You should leave, before more showed up.”

She looked at me slightly scared, probably thinking I would try and do the same as those two assholes did. But in the end she nodded and ran off  into an open street, waving at me.

“Thank you, mister!” She yelled, as she ran out of sight. It’s good to do good.

I sighed, stretching to get the remaining tension out of my body. I haven’t fought in 2 years, and I just kicked ass to a save a cute looking girl from being raped. I am so awesome.

I turned back to where the thugs were. The big one was still knocked out, while the leader still swearing his mouth out. He was reaaally starting to piss me off, so I kicked his head into the ground to knock him out. “Shut your damn mouth, already.” I muttered lividly.

I walked over to where the little dwarf had dropped his knife, picking it up off the ground and walked off with it. I slide it into my right waist, right under my padded belt. He doesn’t deserve to use a blade, if he can’t use it for good or self-defense, let alone use the damned thing properly.

I had started strolling home when I suddenly slipped on something.  Weird, I don’t remember seeing any cans at the opening of the alley. I covered my eyes as the glare of the sun got in my eyes. As I awaited the shock of pain against my back I felt the wind rushing against my body. It felt colder than it was a second ago.

……

Speaking off, why am I still falling?

I look over my shoulder to see if I was falling in slow motion or something. To my surprise, it wasn’t ground. It wasn’t ground at all. I was falling down from at least a thousand feet up, for no goddamn reason.

It was then that a thought came into my head, and seeing that I was the only person who could possibly be heard saying it. I yelled it at the top of my lungs.

“Oh, what the FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!”