Hellbents
Chapter 157: Childhood
Although Lexa assures them that the new director can be trusted, Ava is still hesitant. It could have been that the old geezer had not shown his true nature, like the old evil director had. But ... being praised by an adult doesn't feel bad either.
And also, their mission succeeded.
It didn't take long for the triumvirate to get more visible attention from the new director. Every afternoon before dinner, they gathered in the back yard of the orphanage. The old grandfather was even willing to teach Alex martial arts because his body was still fit despite his age, Ava insisted on joining.
What's more, the staff who had been softened by the new director's discipline, even deliberately stayed away from the three boys if there was no need. The bonus advantage is very welcomed by Ava, Alex, and Lexa.
Unfortunately, many of the orphanage children do not accept with the attitude that is considered favoritism. The triad familiarity with the new director is balanced with discrimination and persecution based on envy. This time, the involvement of the old geezer would only worsen the situation. The three of them had to solve this problem themselves.
"Aw!" Lexa had just come out of the library when her hair was suddenly pulled hard, Ava immediately clawed at the naughty hands that dared to disturb them.
But the other side turned out to have a larger number, 4. There's only Ave and Lexa, Alex is still helping the new director fix the long-abandoned garden.
"Not much style, huh!" Ava's arms are locked from the right and left. Buk up! The third boy wasted no time punching the girl's stomach. On the other hand, Lexa's weak body was pressed on the floor until she had trouble breathing.
"Hey, release!" Ava thrashing.
Buk up!
"L-le-go...." Lexa's face turned blue, her eyelids even threatened to close.
Buk up!
"Just go to the monster director!"
Not long after, Lexa fainted.
"Say, let go!"
"Akh!" Ava's bite pierced through the skin of the opponent who was curling his right arm. While the heart of the opponent on the left he kicked. The two reflexively released the girl.
He then lunged forward, blocking the child from punching him. "U-ugh!" Ava strangling.
The boy holding Lexa back instantly got up, desperately pulling Ava's upright, unmoving hand, trying to save her colony. The other two children were aware of their pain, trying to help by pushing or kicking Ava.
The opponent whose neck he was clutching fainted.
"You crazy?!"
Without pause, Ava slammed the child who was yelling at her. He beat up the frightened face of the boy.
The stamina of a child is limited. The two remaining opponents this time managed to keep Ava away from her victims.
They walked back, unaware that the door of the underground boiler room was open.
"God!"
Lexa's hand could not reach Ava's body, which was pulled by gravity.
All three fell.
Their bodies hit the walls and dozens of stairs.
The groaning of two people sounded not far from where it lay.
They haven't been resolved.
But Ava had no energy left.
To end the fight, Ava must what? Think. Agh, his head is dizzy.
That was when the blaze from the boiler fireplace caught his attention, Ava dragged a step closer. Not at all aware that the two children who fell with him had been in so much pain just to move.
Ah, hot!
But this will certainly scare them.
So he grabbed one of the neatly arranged woods, burned the tip, then swung the burning wood in any direction.
His sight was red and blurry.
"Ja-don't .. hah, disturb .. we again, huuh."
Why are they always being harassed?
They just want to play and read in the library!
Eat three times a day.
Flying a kite in the field.
Watching TV.
Why do they have to be beaten almost every day? Just because older age doesn't give them the right to persecute Ava, Alex, and Lexa!
... The rotten orphanage.
Just knock it out, he doesn't care.
Ava collapsed, fainted.
***
The girl slowly came to her senses, her shoulder shocks did not stop.
What he could catch from his blurry vision was a bright red color as well as a figure of a face.
He listened ... Lexa is crying.
And feel hot.
Real hot.