The Trampled Son's Awakening

CHAPTER 4

Retaliation Begins

Liam shook his head, trying to maintain a delicate posture. He turned to walk out, trying to force his toes from beneath Richard's feet.

Richard immediately opened the drink, emptying it all on Liam's head.

"Loser!! I so enjoy humiliating you, boy," he bragged.

The students laughed hysterically, but just then Lindy approached Richard with a frown.

"Can you stop treating him this way? It's pathetic how you make him a subject of jest and mockery." Just as she was about to finish her words, Richard turned to her, pushing her away.

"Get out of here. This has nothing to do with you," he gloated. "No, don't do that," Liam attempted to stop him, but Richard slapped him, the swish sound of the slap echoed in the cafeteria.

There was an abrupt jubilation from the students. Liam didn't need to be told that it was the right time for him to teach Richard a lesson of his life.

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Immediately, the blue rays showed like a shadow before him. He breathed deeper, his arms feeling a surge of energy that made his eyes reddish, the anger burning from within him.

He moved his toes with a quick swift, and turned to walk out of the cafeteria. The students jeered again, but then Richard followed on.

"Wait there, young rat!" His voice deepened. Liam rushed into the school field as a means of calming the provocation that surged within him.

"I thought you wanted retaliation," Richard bragged. "You son of a bitch, wait there bastard, rat face boy."

Liam cleared his throat, rubbing his hands continuously on his eyelids to ease the heat that burnt from within him.

Richard picked a stick as he hurried towards Liam, slamming it on his head.

"How dare you make me walk this long following you? Who the hell do you think you are, you son of a bitch!" His words were rude and piercing, always showing a sense of empty pride.

Liam turned instantly, the redness in his eyes deepened! He stretched his arm, jacked Richard, his feet leaving the ground.

"Let this sound as a warning to you and all those who humiliate and jubilate in molesting the weaker students."

Liam threw Richard, he somersaulted several times going in a straight direction, as he screamed in the air, his shorts tore with the force of wind that pushed him further.

"Help!!" Richard yelled as he went in a straight direction.

The sound of his yelling attracted other students who ran to witness the scene, but then Liam kept a calm posture.

Richard fell in the middle of the wide football field of 53.33 metres, his shirt and trousers torn, his body filled with bruises from the wind's reaction on his frail skin.

He rolled, pleading in pain. "What happened to him?" the other students asked as they couldn't believe that Liam was the cause of Richard yelling.

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Liam must have hurt him," one of the guys with a cold demeanor replied.

"Liam can't hurt a fly," Lindy defended. The other boys who crowded the field were surprised to see Richard laid from nowhere in the middle of the field.

They quickly rushed him to the school clinic as he moaned in pain but couldn't explain what must have transpired between him and Liam.

Liam turned back, walking gently and coldly back into the cafeteria. Lindy walked towards him again.

"What really happened out there?" she inquired, raising her brows in awe.

"Nothing, Lindy. I'm just famished," Liam replied, a cold, piercing gaze showed on his face.

"How much for a plate of edible potatoes with some oysters and Pearls?" he asked.

"$5000," the server replied with a welcoming smile on her face, handing Liam the menu.

Lindy was taken aback; she couldn't believe that Liam could ask for such a class of meal.

"I never said I was getting you food, Liam," she said immediately. "I was only asking because I was curious," she stammered.

Liam turned to her and smiled, pretending not to hear what she said.

"Add some chilled fruit drink," his voice sounding like some rich folks.

Lindy immediately turned to walk away, but then she paused.

"I must see the end of this stupidity," she yanked off, folding her hands.

A tray of caviar and roasted Maine lobster, two filled plates of Le beouy, and a costly bottle of grapefruit drink were handed to Liam. He turned to Lindy.

"Hey, Lindy," he called out, but Lindy looked down, her nose showing a haughty expression.

"I said earlier, I ain't paying for that sort of meal," Liam grinned again, tucked his hands into his pocket, and brought out his debit card.

"What are you doing?" Lindy laughed hysterically as Liam ran his fingers in the air as though pressing a calculator; the blue shadow light from his amulet was only obvious to him.

The server laughed in unison. Immediately $500,000,000 dropped in Liam's account; he handed the debit card to the server.

"Your total cost is $5000, sir," she exclaimed. Liam nodded without hesitation, his eyes fixed on the server's name tag.

"Flora," showed conspicuously. She brushed the card on the withdrawal terminal, and the amount showed WITHDRAWAL COMPLETE.

Liam reached for his tray of meal, Lindy in shock followed behind.

Yet again, the whole students cheered Lindy; they thought she had purchased all of that for Liam.

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Later that day, Liam sits in a lonely facade, a half wall, leaning his head on the hard wall, feeling every bit of the hardness.

Talking to himself and feeling his lonesome life, he disliked everything that happened to him, most especially is the controlling nature of the Blue Ray Shadow who tries to take over him, sometimes, trying to react in little change of emotions, his mind hanged on possible ways of having control over it in totality.

"I need to have self control over these new powers, mum you never told me this had such powers, I wouldn't have hesitated to use it to bring you back to life"

" Why did you have to give it to me and not use it to keep yourself alive for me"?