Chapter 2: Pessimist Boy!
April 5, 2002
Afternoon, 6:00 o'clock
Afternoon, 6:00 o'clock
On that day, Jack was sent into the hospital. He was going through hell. Jack, was in a critical stance, his mother and younger brother were sitting in the room. The silence was broken, when someone knocked at the door... It was Ricky. "Hello, you must be Jack's friend, Ricky right?", Jack's mother spoke with a flat voice, as she faked a smile, Ricky said, " Yes, I am", he was being aloof since he got the news, not the funny boy he was.
Ricky, sat on a chair, and gazed upon Jack for 10 minutes, he was shocked. "We've been through a lot of things in life, shared our most melancholic and happiest moments... What a tragic end", Ricky whispered "... It was never suppose to end this way, not like this". Ricky stood up, greeted Jack's family and smashed the door.
He went out of the hospital, and there he was in the middle of the road, alone, it was cold. Ricky was too much pessimistic about the whole situation.
Then he directed to the graveyards, and sat near his father's grave, "Well father, thing aren't as I thought, today I live... tomorrow I may die", then he started to cry and to hit the ground with punches, " W-HYYYY?!?!?! I thought I'd be easier, but it isn't, I cannot reach what I wish... I'm such a foolish, idiot
and bitterman", Ricky yelled.
"Hey you, get out of here, how did you get inside?", the guardian shouted as Ricky ran quickly, and jumped over the wall.
A car passed and stopped by him, "Ricky, get inside.", his friend Ace said concerned. "What's the problem?", Ricky said with a flat voice as he entered in the car. " The 'Old Grunge School', they've set fire to it... They are destroying it...", Ace said.
"Who are they?", Ricky questioned, "Them... 'The Redskins' !", he answered.
Old Grunge School
Rockers were fighting, "The Redskins", they were the mafia of the town, their job was to collect money from every business around town, but the bar was protesting against them, and as a result the mafia set fire to it.
Bloodshed, guns, punches, kicks, but surprisingly without anyone noticing, they got the owner, Moe as a hostage and threatened, that they'd kill him!
"We are merciless peoples, barbers is what we are, we'll kill each of...", at the moment when their boss was finishing his statement and was ready to execute Moe, a thick radius of energy, impaled him in the chest, leaving him speechless. It was....
