The Unhinged

Chapter 1

"I know you won't believe this but, I found something you need to see!" My friend Sarah, an average 16 year old girl with blue eyes, blond hair, and fair skin said to me at the lunch table during school.

"And what would that be?" I asked in a sarcastic voice, because she had ruined my peaceful lunch.

"Well you know how you beat the crap out of John Hendricks yesterday under the water tower? Well I went back there, and I looked at the spot you accidentally punched the ground and you cracked the stone!" she said in a quiet but excited voice.

I had to see this for myself, we really are not supposed to leave the campus for lunch, but I had to know what she was talking about. We left the school and walked the three miles to the water tower where John, a 18 year old, who is the biggest meanest bully in the school, and I,a 16 year old, had fought the day prior. I am a short brown hair kid who does not have many friends. I thought that after the nerd took down the bully everyone wanted to be his friend and that he would become popular, but that was not the case, the few friends I did have are no longer there for me. For some reason they looked at me as if I were a freak of nature with four heads.

As we arrived at the base of the tower Sarah pointed to the middle of the stone slab underneath, were John and I had fought. There was a hole there with large cracks around it. I examined the mark in the stone. It was the exact size of my fist and the perfect shape. I really had caused this.

"Wow I can't believe this!" I said.

"I told you, you wouldn't," Sarah replied.

"So what, do you have some sort of power, like super strength?" she asked.

"I don't know." I answered.

Over the next few days I thought about experimenting with this assumed new found ability. I was at home sitting in my room, my dad had just bought me my first truck. Nothing fancy just an old beat up ford. I went outside and looked at the truck. It was blue and lower than most trucks I have seen driving around the streets of our small town. I had made my decision. I squatted next to the truck and placed my hands underneath and counted down.

"Three, two, one!" I said to myself as I lifted with my legs.

I stood up with ease, I had my eyes closed. I thought I subconsciously pulled my arms from under the truck, but when I opened my eyes all I saw was blue paint. I had done it I lifted the truck. I sat the truck down and called Sarah, I told her to schedule a fight with every bully in the school.

Over the next week I found I had more than just the strength, when one of them landed a hit on me it did nothing, I felt no pain from their attacks. Day after day I took down every bully in the school. Once they were taken care of an old friend of mine, Josh, came to me.

"Hey man! What's up?" he greeted me.

"Nothing much I suppose. Feels good to have taken down everyone who has ever picked on me." I replied.

"Hey bro, you want to make some easy money? Go to this address about four o'clock. After school today, I'll meet you there." He said as he slipped a paper into my jacket pocket.

Before I could ask him to explain he was gone. After school I went to the address given to me by Josh, of course I did not know what I was walking into so I took Sarah along with me. The address was an old abandoned warehouse just outside of town. I was not sure what to expect when I got inside. We went in and saw the best thing I could ever see with my abilities. It was an underground fight club. The first match of the night was in progress, it was the house champion versing a new comer. There were so many kids from school here I was surprised I had not learned of this place sooner, then I remembered I did not have any friends other than Sarah at this point. Currently in the ring it was Peter and someone I did not recognize. The fight did not last long as the house champion was very large and knocked Peter out with the first hit.