(Quiet...)

"Quiet, aren't you... I'll take that as your wish for revenge..." he sighed, "Take this, you may need it. He overturned his hand. He held something within his hand. It gleamed, the rotund object seemed familiar...

I looked at his hand, eyes glued to his fist, curious as to what object was within. I stalked over, quickly snatching the object before retreating equally as fast...

I glanced at the object, understanding flooded my eyes, "You... You know, that-?" I croaked, "But, then..." Downcast, my shoulders slumped in defeat.

There wasn't any way to defeat this guy, he was way above my league. He stared at me gloomily, like I was a failure, but he couldn't bear to part... It made me gloomy...

"Look, kid, I know that I literally just killed your parents and that you won't be able to take revenge fully..." He sipped some coffee, "However, I now feel obligated to help you more than just that," he meaningfully looked at the object, "So, you're coming with me kid..."

'Whap'

"Ehh? Some serious K.O. resistance! Kid, how many times ever have you been K.O.'ed... Oh yea... That's right..." He snickered, "Welp since I can't abduct you, you'll just have to come along... It's not like you can do anything..."

"Ok..." I hung my head in shame and followed him away... (Now that I think of it, why was I in shame? I should've been in righteous indignation!)