1 Jackson 118

Jackson was a bright child by the age of three his body was much more toned even large In comparison to the the other children could have something to do with his father and mother both being part of the Spartan one program.

He was born with white hair he was pale and had blue eyes. He was a cute child and would most certainly grow to be a lady killer, if only his fate would allow such a pleasant life experience.

2 Years later

Our young hero is currently in a fight against 20 of his Male classmates they are fighting for the affection of a single girl with beautiful golden hair and blue eyes. while this may sound childish, it was by no means a regular kids fight.

Our protagonist was born on a planet known for cultivating future warriors the children of this planet were desensitized to killing making them more dangerous then your average school kids.

The children gathered sharp pieces of rocks and things that they could use as a weapon, there goal was to disfigure our young hero.

( "yall may be getting confused and thinking this didn't happen in my years at kindergarten. well frick off it's my story any way where was I ah yes".)

our hero whas a child whom showed very little care for cooperation with the others his age, his lack of smiling, and childish laughter didn't help.

He seemed to inherit his parents seriousness, he simply did what he was told and did what he believed needed to be done.

He watch with dead eyes as the other children approached, entering his close quarters combat stance just like how his mother taught him, and prepared for the enemy to attack the first kid looked straight at him with a smug grin.

"what not so tough now huh Jack. all alone with no one to help."

unfortunately for loser number one Jackson who took advantage of his father's teachings of striking first,dashed at speeds much to fast for a child to react to, grasped the hand that was holding a rock and broke it then he proceeded with a open palm upper cut to the jaw shaking the poor kids brain and rendering him unconscious, the others were all shocked and stepped back unconsciously.

one brave or stupid soul stepped up and said "guys it's just one of him and a lot of us throw your Rocks at him and keep a di...ahh" before he could finish he was hit right on the left temple with a rock knocking him unconscious with a bloody head.

The children's moral broke and they were looking at one another unsure of what to do, Jackson gave them no time to think.

Jackson moved on into the crowd and struck fast and with out pause striking with out mercy just like he was taught to, the kids were unable to fight back, throwing rocks was their only futile attempt Jackson was skilled enough to avoid the majority only being struck a few times for strategic reasons as he wanted them to feel as if they were doing some amount of damage yet in reality he was either nullifying the momentum or blocking the hits and faking the damage.

keeping calm and composed despite the mild pain and fatigue that seemed to only fuel his urge to fight, downtrodden at realizing he had won all to early that is until he heard foot steps only to see a familiar face similar to one of the kids whose arm he broke except a bit more older with much larger reinforcements following behind. " he's the one; he broke your brothers arm Dave look he's over there unconscious. Dave looked over to his brother who's arm was bent in an unnatural position he was unconscious with a tear stained face

he praticly looked dead!! his anger exploded and took out his pocket knife gifted to him by his father

unfortunately or fortunately depending on if you were Jackson or a regular child, these kids weren't elementary kids but middle schoolers much bigger and a lot more meaner then those his age.

Dave told his 4 other friends to go and hold Jackson down.

hold that son if a bitch down I'm gonna teach the bastard a lesson he'll never forget.

as his posy charged to Jackson. the first one in front was hit by a rock right on his knee the sheer force of the hit caused his kneecap to fracture. instantly sending him to the floor into a crying mess because unlike the other kids who were knocked unconscious. he was very much awake. moving past him he took a knee to the gut countering with a jab to the throat causing another to fall into a pathetic state. 2 down two more to go.

taking advantage of Jackson's inability to move from the lack of air he was getting after taking that hit one of the more athletic looking preteens dropped kicks him across the floor while the other one got on top of him and pounds him repeatedly.

Dave seeing the situation was handled let out a breath of relief and moved over to them with his small pocket knife.

Dave" alright enough Tom, Jerry hold him still. "

Tom: " wait Dave isn't that a little"

Dave: "shut the hell up and hold him. "

Tom and Jerry held onto Jackson as hard as they can. Jackson exhausted and beaten sits there waiting.

Dave walks up grabs him by the face and says "let's make you look a little tougher no. "

this is the first time in Jackson's life that he felt such horrible pain Dave used his knife to cut a line across Jackson's right cheek.

filled with pain anger. and new found strength Jackson kicks Dave right in the balls and rips his arms free and proceeds to beat the living shit out of the three.

while Jackson is in the middle of all this Dr halsey stands a few feet away watching. with a growing smile.

Halsey:" hello spartan 118. she said in a soft, very soft and quiet voice."