• Heavily Henry's feet pounded against the floor. He heard the footsteps of the bully. Blood was streaming out of Henry's nose. The Scar on his leg was throbbing exceptionally more than usual. Henry turned blindly into an alley. s**t. A dead end. He was totally and utterly screwed. He turned around. Defenseless. The bully pounded is open hand, grinning evilly. Uneasily Henry got into a left fighting stance. Thank god for karate. He laughed and said 'Whatcha gonna do? Slap me to death? You little b*****d.' Still shaking, Henry smiled. This was gonna be interesting.
    'Oh, one thing.'
    'What?'
    'What time is it?'
    'Eh-'
    And with that, a fast fist went smashing into his jaw. Henry couldn't stop his grinning going from one cheek to the other. That had to be the best trick he'd learnt at karate. And with that he sped off into the distance.