To think Extha would be a WR, well I better get home too, dinner should be-
“Hey loser!”
Dammit, not now!
That was none other than Nick. He was 9 years old, just like Chris. Basically Nick enjoys acting tough and often mocks Chris along with some of his friends.
“Damn Chris, what's the rush for? I'm just gonna beat you up, you know the usual!”
“Leave me alone! I haven't done anything wrong!”
”He sure can run after all these times.” Nick muttered. “Hey Foolmo! Help me here, we gotta surround him.”
“You got it!”
What's the fun in beating innocent people up, dammit. Maybe Extha is right, these revolutionaries are nothing good. I should ju-”AUGH!”
Foolmo reached Chris and kicked him in the side. Chris fell to the ground in pain.
“Augh, it hurts!”
“Hey good job there Foolmo, now it's my turn!”
That's what Nick said before he jumped up landing on Chris' chest. There was a crack like a gunshot as several of Chris' ribs broke.
“ARRGHHH!” Chris screamed in pain, before he started crying.
“Hey Foolmo, I think I overdid it this time, lets make a run for it.”
“No kidding. I heard that, we're out of here.”
No one was around to help Chris, although another guy showed up. His name was Gravy Green, a mysterious child, who was some years older than Chris. He showed up in the town from time to time.
“Looks like they got you real good this time Chris.”
“Shut up... I... I can't... can't breathe...”
“What a shame. So you finally hit rock bottom.”
Gravy wasn't really much stronger than Chris normally, but he'd always take advantage of situations when Chris couldn't do anything and tease him. He kicked Chris a few times. Not very hard, but enough for Chris to cough up some more blood. Then he heard some footsteps and got away. It was Extha who was frightened by what he saw.
“What happened Chris!?”
Chris was no longer in any condition to speak. Extha was shocked. When it was clear to him that Chris wouldn't talk, he looked for help, and Chris was brought to the hospital.
He stayed there for a while. He was afraid of telling about Nick and Foolmo, because of what they might do to him if he did. But this was too serious, so Chris didn't have a choice. Nick and Foolmo got into a lot of problems because of that, but Chris didn't hear much about it, since he stayed at the hospital. A distant small city, the WR don't really come there very often. Not long after he found himself in a hospital bed, he heard a voice.
“Hey brother!” Cobain had come to pay him a visit. “So are you getter better?”
“Yeah, I'll be out soon.”
“That's great news. I hope you don't get the wrong idea of me. I mean though we both aim to be the one to turn the WR over, Nick and I have different ambitions. Nick wants to turn them over, but he's nothing better to the innocent people than they are. I hope you know I'm not like that.”
“Heh... yeah, I know. It's a shame that I can't do anything. I wanna train... so I can catch up to you big brother.”
“You wanna train to stand up to Nick?”
“Well yeah but... I kinda also want to revolutionize.”
“Really!? That's awesome. You're free to join Team Cobain. No wait, you have to! I'll be so much more fun!”
“Haha, we'll see, I'm gonna get some sleep.”
“Oh, I see. Sleep well.”
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