Backity Back

[Zade]

The cab slowed down, before making a stop outside the popular Pubilc Highschool 259. This was indeed an unusual view, considering that most students seemed to already have their own rides and others walked to school. They all found the cab fare way too high. But nonetheless, this particular student had almost forgotten his way to the school, and lucky for him, the cab driver knew where it was. Opening the door and stepping out, the brown-haired student let out a sigh, a small smile evident on his face. Many would see him a stranger, a very very small few would find him familiar, and much more fewer would actually recognise him. Why? Not only had he been gone so long, that his looks had changed a bit. How? His hair wasn't laid down anymore, but it was actually spiked outwards this time.

He wore a normal black shirt with the words "ReBeL" written on it. The shirt seemed a little too big for him as the sleeves reached down to his elbows. He wore a chain necklace that had a silver cross attached, located above his heart. He wore tan baggy pants that covered the top part of his shoes, hiding his socks and his shoe laces. His shoes was black, but the soles were red. His brown eyes looked up at the sky for a moment, before closing the door with his right hand, his left hand placed on his left shoulder, carrying his sling bag. He let out a sigh, muttering a "Here goes", before stepping into the school, walking the path he had not walked for a long time.

And amazingly, the first person who recognised him was the same junior that made his freshman year a little more interesting. His name had slipped out of the freshman's mind. He could only helplessly watch as his old gang walked up to him, amazed looks on their faces.

"Well, well. Look who's back? I believe we have a matter to settle, eh?"
"Not now, man. I just got back."
"What's wrong? Scared to fight? Why? Cause Aurora ain't around? Wait, what was your name again? Insane? Sade?"

That's it. The freshman just had about enough. He dropped his bag onto the floor, his smile fading away. Clenching his right fist, he looked up at the junior and gave him a glare. Cracking his right knuckle, he opened his mouth to speak.

"Let me refresh your memory. Name's Zade. Hopefully in stays in your head, even after I knock it off your neck."

[akada]

"Not on my watch. "

That large male was walking slowly down the hallway, yet that voice had resonated to the point it echoed off the far end of the hall and came back. The bad part was he was just talking loud. Kinda like how those Drill Sargents said they were simply talking loud enough for everyone to hear.. some shit about not making the same mistake.. but needless. That male would have kicked a dent in one of those lockers and ripped it free holding it up with one of those arms, as it was not hard considering he could damn near lift 650lbs with a single arm. A turn and he hurled that locker down the hallway towards the group of students which seemed to have gathered.

"Because if need be. I will send all of you people to the infirmary gladly. So get your fuckin asses to class pronto."

He said shifting that head of his back and fourth slowly letting it crack on either side before he took in a large breath, causing that chest of his to rise and then fall break, stretching out that suit of his just a little bit. The black silk seemed to pull at his body as it fit perfectly, while being comfortable at the same time. It was cushioned and well kept. A white shirt was under that jacket, and of course a black tie which matched the suit itself. A set of wingtip shoes lay clad to his feet as well. Yet the fact was this seven foot behemoth did not appear any less threatening because of it. If anything he looked more so.

[Zade]

"What about I ju-"

The junior never got to finish his words as suddenly, a loud voice echoed through the hallway. Every head turned towards the direction of a large man who suddenly kicked a nearby locker, then ripped it off the wall. Zade could only stare in amazement, his mind totally blank at the sight of true power. It was only when he saw the locker growing larger. Wait, is that even possible? Then, his eyes widened as he realised that it was coming towards them! Letting out a 'hmph', he jumped to the side, his eyes on the locket, his teeth gritting hard. WHAM! The locker hit his left shoulder first, considering that he had been in the middle of the large man and the group of juniors, causing him to spin in mid-air, hitting against the wall, before coming down onto the ground on his backside.

His right hand came up, holding his left shoulder. It wasn't dislocated, thank god, but Zade couldn't move. His whole arm was in pain, it was numb. He closed his left eye to better withstand the pain, and with his right eye, he looked at the large man. He seemed to old to be in this school. Go back to class? How, in this state? Zade didn't bother to see what happened to the group of juniors. Maybe cause the locker had dropped somewhere where they used to be standing, and Zade didn't even want to know why.

Well, talk about luck. On his first day of school, he got into a fight, almost lost an arm, and got into a bad side of a very very scary man.

[akada]

"No ones playing with you. Get your ass back to class now before I do you like I did that locker. "

He said beginning to approach the boy quickly, those hands at his sides as he seemed to be moving in a swift enough rate to be considered speed walking but not running. The fact was nothing could be determined by the males attitude, as he was a severely pissed off person right now thanks to the fact he had been dealing with a pain in the ass all morning, and then after cleaning his old office out finally found some more students were out and about breaking the rules..

Oh... and as for the locker? Big whoop. Was not like 99% of the student population used them anyways, the books stayed in class, and those who actually had books usually kept them in bookbags which were carried with them. Which left little care in Hirokos mind as to what happened to that particular school property.. lord knows he had moved enough of the shit to make him want some revenge on it.

[Zade]

Zade gritted his teeth at the sound of the threat, placing his right hand onto the wall and bending his knees, placing his feet flat on the ground. Pushing himself off the wall, he straightened his feet, getting himself to stand up, his left arm limping by his side. Taking a staggering step forward, he grabbed his bag with his right hand, giving the man another look, then realised something. He's first class, or as he remembered it, was past the man. Once more, he gritted his teeth, cursing his luck in his head. Taking a deep breathe, he started his stride, taking slow steps at first as he neared the man, but soon started to stride casually, his left eye still closed and his left arm still limping. His eyes glanced from the man, to the door to his class, then back to the man.

He wondered what would happen the moment they were arm's length of each other. Would he grab him and throw him like he did to the locker? Hope not. Zade wanted to live through his first day here. Beads of sweat were scatted all over his pain, mostly from the pain, but his nervousness contributed too. The pain then spread from his arm, to the left side of his chest. Man, Zade was going to feel that in the morning. Then, as the distrance between them changed into one almost similiar to the man's height, Zade simply gave him a nod, as sincere as he could. No, he wasn't being stuck-up, but he wasn't dumb either.

[akada]

"Heh. Good. "

He said raising that brow of his as the boy passed him, thats when he grinned over to the groaning boys attempting to crawl out from under that locker. He would have just shifted and crouched down and then jumped up all of a sudden, moving that hulking mass of a body falling downwards onto that locker and planting those shoes of his into the metal essentially crushing the boys underneath, if there had not been so many of them, a pancake would have been formed. Instead they were just groaning from the weight of that male and the metal until he jumped back off and kicked it off their bodies.

"Pieces of shit. Causing trouble in MY hallways. Get up you weaklings."

He said in a bit of a scoff before drawing up all four of them, two in each arm and dragging them off towards the infirmary. He had no intention of letting them block up his hallway, and he didnt want them bleeding and puking everywhere either, let the Nurses take care of that.