chapter 2: of fists and honor
Chapter Two: Of fists and honor
"Mom, I'm heading out for school," said a young boy as he grabbed his beanie hat on the way out. He wore a tan shirt, and brown baggie pants that matched the cream beanie perfectly, and on his rather large feet, were Timberland brand boots of a yellow- tan hue.
As he rushed out the door, the bus sped past his house. The young man in the cream beanie cap saw a glimpse of the drivers face, as the evil operator looked quickly at him with evil smirk, as if to indicate he was trying to make the boy late. He knew the drivers vendetta all to well, which was
"make the boy late as much as possible" for no reason. That's why the clever senior had planed for today. As the bus sped past, he used everything he had learned on track team to catch up to the driver's window of the bus.
The young boy thought to himself "breath sparingly, and evenly. Just like coach said". With this in mind, he blazed past the side windows as the other children laughed as he ran. Throwing a peace sign at the driver, his jaw dropped at the boys amazing speed. With that, the bus stopped, and its doors opened. The driver gave one despiteful look at the boy, and turned away as he found his seat in the far back. As the young man reached his seat, there, in the window side, sat his friend, katylin , smiling at him. She always did admire his speed.
" Hmhm. Good morning, Luka." The young human girl greeted as he sat casually in beside her. Luka nodded back with an anime- type smile; his eye closed as he smiled handsomely back at her, sitting his book bag in them. On the top of the book bag was a pin, reading,
" Therianism is a belief. Not a fandom". Indeed, Luka was a therianist, which meant he believed that animals were a strong aspect of spirituality, and religion.
There was no conversation on the bus in the morning. Ever. Everyone was too tired to even converse thoughts. If anything, the most anyone ever heard was the snoring of most of the students in the front seats, as the ones in the back tried desperately to awake by use of coffee, candy, and loud music that blazed from mp3 players.
The bus finally reached the doors of Brookly high school. As Luka finally stepped off the bus after Katylin, he observed the numerous human students that stood in crowds and cliques. As to Luka's own knowledge, he too, was human... with a few "malformations", as his adoptive mother called them. As for his real parents, he had no memory of them, and was convinced that his current guardian was his birth mom; single and unmarried.
As usual, Luka walked with katylin, or "Kat" as he called her, to the cafeteria for breakfast. After gathering his things onto a tray, he thought with a smile " ahhh. Cocoa puffs, an apple, and milk. The breakfast of champions!".
He finally reached the north corner of most of his friends sat. Although that corner was called the " reject corner", Luka was happy with all his friends. He had many, but none of them were popular. He didn't care for the labels others gave him and his crowd. To the young wolf anthro, still un- aware of his species, labels were for clothes, not people.
As breakfast time ended, the bell for the first period had rang. The halls flooded with the crowds of students muttering of rumors and gossip. Most likely of Luka and his crowd of friends. The biggest rumor, that Luka was more than aware of, was that he was gay. He tossed it off as ash from a fireplace, as he did for the past 3 years of his high school career.
This rumor was most likely made from the fact that he hung out with lesbians, and gay men that were in his crowd of friends. The second one was that he was a Satanist, which was also false, but brought upon by the fact that some of his friends were Wicca, and pagan in general. Paganism and Wicca were miss- understood as a sub- culture of Satanists. Luka, himself, was a "Child of God". Not labeling himself as Christian, Catholic, or Evangelical, but simply a believer in a single divine higher power.
The day progressed wonderfully, to Luka's surprise. That is, until, his friend, Kain, a Caucasian young man, dressed in Tripp jeans, and a black shirt, with long, black hair, came rushing to him in a angry panic from the nurses office. "Luka... Luka!" Kain shouted.
Luka turned around with a raised eyebrow of curiosity, making a " Huh?" sound. Cracking his knuckles, Kain began bouncing on the balls of his feet. He was obviously ready to fight someone. As Luka turned around fully, he asked, " Kain, settle down... now, calmly tell me what's wrong."
Catching his breath, Kain explained, still very panic- like, "Kat's in the nurses office balling her eyes out!" with that, Luka's eyes expanded. He attempted to run in and comfort her, but Kain stopped him in his path. "No, Luka". Kain said. " The nurse doesn't want anyone else in there. Not now, at least".
Luka asked concerned, "well, then, why the hell is Kat in the nurses office!?" Kain turned his head, watching for any would- be eavesdroppers. He leaned in closer to Luka's ear.
"You know that one guy on your tack team? The one who is always faster than you?" Luka responded "Yes....?" Still in a worried tone, Kain revealed hesitantly "... I caught him in the men's bathroom, back- handing her out of pure pleasure."
At hearing this, a stone solid look appeared on Luka's face. His emerald green eyes grew bright with anger, and appeared to be glowing in a way. He knew exactly were Rapido, the one who hit Katylin, would be during this period. In the gym, practicing his run times. Luka asked "Kain, how much of a beating did you give him when you caught him?"
With a still serious look on his face, Kain responded, "well, lets just say the last toilet is in need of repair." Walking furiously and war- like towards the gymnasium, Luka said, " Mr. Woman- beater still needs more broken teeth than that!" Kain followed like- wise behind him. Looking at both boys, people would think that they were on a mission of virtue with the amount of discipline, and anger they held on their faces.
Upon approaching the gym doors, Luka gave no mind to whoever might be on the other side of them, as he kicked them open. Luckily, only Rapido could be seen sprinting from one end of them gym to the other. A brilliant gleam crossed Luka's green, fire- drenched eyes as he yelled "rrrRRRAPIDO!"
The yell had a bit of a roaring tone to it. Kain stood beside Luka, looking to Rapido with a smart- alick look on his face as the memory of slamming Rapido's head into the toilet entered his mind once more from the sight of a giant cut over the Track stars right eye. Luka woke up this morning wishing for a calm, stress free day as always. Instead, it was possible that at this point, he was fully capable of unleashing his own brand of Armageddon.