Spring Break
Chapter 29
By Rachel76m
Edited by Don Kaufman

The night proved uneventful again. The alarm on the clock wakes me up at 7 A.M.. I get myself ready for the 9 A.M. service. I take another hot shower to make sure I'm all clean and cool. I get dressed nice for the morning service. I get in my car and arrive at the shul about five minutes till 9 A.M..

I get my head covering out from the glove box and pin it to my hair. I get out and lock the car. I walk inside the shul, I see most of them are there. I take a prayer shawl from the rack and drape it over my shoulders. I sit in the back and out of the way.

It takes about three hours to complete the service from beginning to end. When it’s over, I put the prayer shawl back on the rack where I found it. I join the others in the afternoon kiddish with the others. While we eat, I have a talk with some people while I'm there.

“How are you doing Richard?”

“Sometimes I feel it’s all a dream Rav Baruch. I feel like I will get a call from mom, but I know I won’t be this time. I have to remind myself all the time so as not to forget them. That includes watching old family videos.”

“Yes, its part of your history. That is very important if you want to pass it onto your children.”

“How did you feel about the services Richard?”

“It was strange seeing four caskets at once. Fortunately I sat between my Aunt and Uncle there. We were in a terrible state. All we can do is just cry and hold each other up.”

“You must release those emotions Richard. You can't bottle them up.”

“I was reminded of that by several people. We had a very good turn out. About one hundred people showed up. There were some who couldn't be found or didn't show up at all. There were about twenty people from the company where my dad worked.”

“That was expected.”

“Yes it was Rav David. We also had a bunch of Kenny and Mike's friends there as well. They couldn't believe their lives ended too quickly. I could see some of them were very affected by this.”

“How many relatives showed up?”

“About twenty relatives. The rest of the people were friends that our family has made over the years. Some came all the way from Mt. Blanc where we have the cabin. Each of the relatives promised they would help me out if I needed it. Of course some of them asked me about the heirlooms in the house.”

“That was a bit cold to ask you at the time.”

“It was Hannah. I didn't tell them what Anna and I would do later. We took all of the jewelry and valuables out of the house. We put them in a safety deposit box at the bank. We put paste jewelry in its place.”

“That was smart to do Richard.”

“Yes it was.”

“You mentioned there is something you need to tell us yesterday.”

“I did Rav Shlomo. This will be for you and your leadership and wives. This is to be held in confidence.”

“We can do it now if you like Richard?”

“Can you Rav Shlomo?”

“It will be best that we do Richard.”

“Okay.”

Then Rav Shlomo and I with the three leaders and their wives walk into Rav Shlomo's office. We close the door for privacy.

“What is this big announcement Richard?”

“On Monday, Anna and I opened the wills and other documents left by mom and dad. Obviously I get everything that dad has planned for and saved up. I can live for five years in the house without earning any income.”

“That is a lot money.”

“It is Rav Baruch. However, Anna and I thought about it. I'm going to apply for the Master's degree next year. We figure it is best to get it while the information is still fresh in my head.”

“That is a wise decision Richard.”

“It is Rav Eli. But the biggest news was in opening a medical package that mom and dad had saved.”

“What was in it Richard?”

“We found a copy of the medical records when I was in the hospital at eight years old. I was in the second grade at the time. One day Brianna, my next door neighbor and I were walking home from school one day. When we turned the corner, a block from home, four sixth-grade boys came out to accost us.”

“Oh dear, did you get hurt?

“Why did they confront you Richard?”

“Brianna and I are very smart kids. Our grades were tops in the entire school. The four boys were the highest in their grade level.”

“I don't like where this story is going Richard.”

“I don't either Rav David. The four boys felt insulted that second graders were smarter than they. So, in their mind, they felt a need to send us to the hospital by busting our hands so we can't do the homework.”

“That is so unreal Richard.”

“There were about to hurt Brianna first. But I jumped in protect her. They called us names so they would feel superior. Two of them held Brianna. The other two proceeded to beat me up really bad. Their names are Josh, Greg, Larry and Zander.”

By this time they are muttering prayers in hoping all is well. I continue with the story.

“They stepped on my hands, kicked my legs and my body. They even hit my nose and mouth. I was bleeding with black and blue marks all over me. I’d lay on the ground moaning. The four boys threatened Brianna before they all walked away laughing.”

“Brianna ran home to get our parents. I was rushed to the hospital. I was laid up for several months. Brianna testified against the four boys, they were sent to the local juvenile hall. While in the hospital, they found this inside me.” I take a folded up piece of paper out of my pocket. I open it and let them pass it around.

“What is this Richard? It looks like a set of female organs.”

“It is my friends.”

“Gasp!”

“No, that is not possible!”

“It is possible. I have both male and female organs. I'm a true hermaphrodite. However, the vaginal canal is not open yet. The organs are really small for some reason. It is as if they are in a hibernation state.”

“A hibernation state? That means they haven't turned on yet.”

“No, they haven't Hannah. So, for right now I'm presenting myself as a man. It is also why my male organs are smaller than normal. It is strange.”

“How come your parents never told you?”

“They didn't know what to do. They didn't know when I was born. My birth doctor kept it a secret. He used my information to add to his book on medical oddities. He did this after he left the hospital. There is no record of this in my file at the birth hospital. Mom and dad wanted to tell me after I graduated from high school, but it didn't happen. I went to NC State at the beginning of August.”

“That doctor must have done that for selfish reasons so he can make profit off of others.”

“He must have Rav Shlomo.”

“Since your female self has not appeared, we'll still consider you as a man. Won't we my friends?”

They all look at each other and nod their heads up and down.

“We accept Rav Shlomo. Richard is still a man in our eyes.”

“Thank you my friends. Just to let you know, I have to be very careful where I am at. I have to be aware of my surroundings. I need to avoid injury to my groin. If they do become injured, my female organs could get turned on.”

“Then you will get mixed signals in the hormone output. Your emotions will have a hard time readjusting to a new equilibrium.”

“Well, I . . . ”

“Think nothing of it Richard. We'll deal with it later. You’re still one of our best gentile friends.”

“Thank you, thank you very much. This means a lot to me.”

“You’re welcome Richard.”

“Is there anything else you need to talk about Richard?”

“Yes, I will be spending my summer vacation at the family cabin in Mt. Blanc this year. I will be back in time for the Fall Semester.”

“Yes you need some time alone and be with some friends. You need to regroup and get recharged.”

“Yes I need that in my life right now. I need to get my mind geared up for this change.”

“Well, we have been here long enough. We need to get home.”

“Yes, we need to get back to our homes.”

We exit the office together. I spend a little more time with them. Then we all leave together. I drive back to my dorm building. I walk inside to my room. I lay on the bed looking up at the ceiling.

Do you want me to see the pastor tomorrow morning Maker?

Yes, Richard. He has some new questions for you.

Has he talked to Rav Shlomo yet?

Yes he did Richard.

Okay, I'll be there.

The rest of the day and night went as normal. I get up in the morning and take a shower. I get myself dressed and looking nice for the morning service on Sunday. I walk out of my dorm and lock the door behind me.

I enter the garden along the way. I see the two butterflies waiting patiently for me.

“Good morning friends. I'm off to see the pastor this morning.”

“Be careful Richard. We sensed a problem there after he visited Rav Shlomo.”

“I'm not surprised. Anytime someone claims they can hear the Maker, are considered a nut case.”

“That might be so.”

“Does he still accept the ability to hear more clearly?”

“He seems to be comfortable, but we think the problem is with the others who attend there.”

“Then it's possible the others in the church are not receptive to the messages. People like to stay in their comfort zones and not get challenged with new ideas.”

“I think that is the case here Richard.”

I push the button to cross the street. “Thanks for the heads up friends. I'll meet you after the services. This could be my last day here.”

“We'll be here waiting for you.”

I see the light change. I walk across the street to the church. I see several people giving me a cold stare, some give me a warm smile.

I walk inside. I decide to sit in the back and out of the way. I see Robin, Debbie, Bob and Brandon sitting together with their friends. They take notice of me. We nod our heads up and down with a smile.

The pastor notices me in the back. We nod our heads up and down with a smile. We go through the service as usual. When we get to introduction part, the pastor makes a bee line to me slowly.

We look at each other while we shake hands. He whispers to me.

“I'm glad you came. I received word from G-d, and you suffered a terrible loss times four.”

“I did pastor. I loss my entire family in a plane crash in the mountains.”

“I... I... I'm sorry Richard. I have a new problem Richard. I don't know what to do about it.”

“It’s with the parents right?”

Do a youth movement Richard.

“That's right Richard.”

“Then let’s do a youth movement.”

He smiles at me, “Yes that will work out really well. Praise G-d. I'll make an announcement for a youth and college student meeting after the service.”

“I'm ready.”

“Good.” He turns around and makes his way back to the podium. He looks around to see how the greeting is doing. Then he steps up to the pulpit to make the announcements. Everyone sits down. After he gets done with the last one, he makes a new announcement.

“After the service this morning. I would like for all of the youth and college students to come back to the meeting room. This might take awhile parents. So please be patient. Hopefully it won't last any more than an hour. Something has come up that needs their attention.”

Then a parent stands up. “Does it have to do with that … that . . . abomination that is sitting in the back row?”

He points at me.

Oh oh, a wolf in sheep's clothing Maker.

Be strong Richard. Help will come. Continue the plans for the youth movement.

Yes Maker.

Immediately this causes a buzz among the people. They all look at me. Then some of the youth and college students stand up to defend me.

“He's not an abomination mom and dad! He's a good friend. We know he doesn't come around too often. We appreciate his input in our classes.”

Then an eleventh grader stands up, “That's right Debbie! He's very smart too. He helped me understand math and science a whole lot better. He has the words to make it simple for me to understand.”

Then another parent stands up. “He should go back home to his parents! His parents are not welcomed here!”

Then the pastor looks down in sadness, then he looks at me. “Should I tell them Richard?”

“You may pastor.”

“Richard just lost his entire family in a plane crash in the mountains. So, do you have anymore disparaging words to say?”

Then the people look at me with my head down in humbleness and sadness. Some people put their hands to their mouth in astonishment.

“Why . . . I . . . I . . . didn't know Richard. I'm sorry. Please forgive me.”

“You're forgiven ma'am. This is sudden news to me as well. I was away for the last two weeks taking care of the funerals and such.”

“Now that is done. We need to get our hearts in the right place. Let's sing two more songs than what is planned.” The pastor turns and looks at the organist and pianist and nod his head up and down.

The musicians begin playing several more songs. I look around while we sing. I still see some harden faces against me. Some are now softened. We go through the service as planned after the songs.

The message from the pastor was not all that Earth shattering. He chose a neutral subject to play it safe. The title of the message is 'The greatest gift of all is love.”

After the service some people come up to me. When I shake hands with them I feel nothing exchanged with them. Some of them hug me as well and give me words of encouragement. About half of the parents stayed away from me. I can still see a scowl on their faces.

The youth and college students start to walk to the back door that leads to the hallway of rooms. I follow them. The parents stay behind in the sanctuary waiting for them to come back in. I hear some of them grumbling and arguing with each other.

We make a large circle of chairs for twenty-five students and the pastor. We all sit down. The pastor begins the talk.

“You just heard that we have a problem here in our congregation. Some are for Richard. Some are not.”

“We noticed that too, pastor. We don't know what to do about it.”

The kids all nod their heads up and down as they look at each other in agreement.

“There is a solution. We need a youth movement. You need to show to your parents that you can make a difference in this world. You need to be turned on and be able to hear G-d's voice speaking clearly.”

“How are we to do that? We would love to hear His voice so that we can make better decisions in our lives.”

“So would I.”

“I would too, pastor.”

“You need to be touched by someone who has heard His voice. Someone who can share that experience with you.”

“Are you saying pastor that you can hear His voice now?”

“I didn't several weeks ago Brad. But I do now. I met someone who had the most fantastic experience with G-d. I couldn't tell anyone about it, I had to confirm it to make sure I was not hearing things. I met Rav Shlomo to discuss it further.”

I smile to myself.

“Did Rav Shlomo give any words of insight?”

“He did Melissa. We talked about many things. G-d did tell me the rest of the story must come from the one who brought the gift here.”

“Who brought it pastor?”

“Richard.”

Everyone looks at me.

I smile back. “Guilty as charged. I had the most incredible experience during Spring Break last month. I'm still in awe that it happened. But I can't tell you yet until the pastor and I shake hands with each of you.”

“Why shake hands Richard?”

“It shows an acceptance that you are willing to listen. I have shaken hands with people who have not received the experience. It depends on the person if he or she is receptive.”

“It’s kind of like what we just heard during the service. Isn't that right pastor?”

“That's right Robin. I ask you that remain seated while we shake hands. It will be a bit overwhelming for some of you.”

The pastor and I stand up together. We start shaking hands with each one there. The students range from first graders to college age students. Each one feels an electric shock as we get near them. We complete the handshake to reassure them.

“Oww . . . that hurt . . . ! Oh my . . . my ears . . . ”

“Yes . . . I'm more aware now. This is incredible.”

Some of the students begin to look afraid. Some of them hold back. But their friend or sibling next to them turn to their face.

“Don't be afraid Mark. It's great.”

“You shake my hand Elisa.”

“Okay,” Elisa and Mark shake their hands.

Then all of a sudden Mark smiles. “That's the Voice of G-d I'm hearing?”

“It is Mark.” Elisa smiles at her younger brother.

Then Mark and Elisa hug each other like the brother and sister they are.

Then everyone begins to laugh and cry.

“Why are you crying?”

“It is for our parents, pastor. They won't understand.”

“It will take time. G-d will be with you each day. Some will be receptive quicker than others. It takes time. Think how long G-d had to wait until I experienced Him for the first time.”

“What happened to you to hear Him so clearly Richard?”

“I'll be here for a few more years friends. I will be going after my Master's degree while I'm here.”

Everyone shouts, “Yeah!” “All right!” “Awesome!”

“Let the Maker teach for a while. When the time is right, I will tell the whole story.”

Then they all groaned, “Aww . . . ” “I want to be told now.”

“Rav Shlomo told me where you went. I didn't believe it at first. I had to get used to His voice first.” Then he looks at the students, “That goes the same for the rest of you. You will take it step by step. You need to get used to this new experience. Just let your parents be surprised by your new attitudes.” He smiles at them.

They giggle and laugh together.

“That's easy to do.”

“Okay pastor we'll wait.”

All of the kids look at each other. They smile and nod their heads up and down.

“Okay, you may go back to your families. We'll continue with our meetings and Sunday school classes that we have been doing.”

“Yes pastor.”

They all get up. Each one of them hugs me.

“Thank you Richard. Now I know a little more about you.”

“Same here. He's still a dish Robin.”

“Whoa... I don't want to be a fifth wheel.”

“We're kidding Richard. You're a good friend, let's keep it that way. I think in time you will get married, but it's going take a few years before that happens. She hasn't found you yet.”

“Then I'll have to be patient and wait for her.”

We all leave the classroom. Some of the younger students run into the sanctuary. They immediately hug their parents with all of their love. The parents hug them back equally.

Some of the parents still have a scowl on their faces after they hug their children. The pastor and I look at each other. We nod our heads up and down in agreement.

I whisper to him. “There is still more work to do.”

“That's right Richard. Now I know I'm not alone. Thanks again Richard.”

“You're welcome.”

I see no one coming up to me to go out for lunch somewhere. I step out of the church and down the steps. The pastor is at the top of the steps when he sees someone rushing toward me.

“Richard, look out behind you!”

“Huh?” I turn around. I see a fist flying toward my stomach. I quickly turn sideways. He misses me. Then another fist hits my jaw. “Oww!” I crumple to the ground.

The pastor and some of the people rush forward to restrain the man. Some of the others help me up.

“What's wrong with you Mr. Hawkins? You've been here for ten years.”

“That piece of trash is an abomination of the devil! He's a freak!”

“He's not a freak!”

“Yes he is. I just heard he has female sex organs inside!”

I slowly get up with some help.

“Are you all right Richard? The chin is not cut. It is a bit red.”

I touch my jaw and move it to make sure it is okay. “It's fine Brandon. He took me by surprise.” I look at Mr. Hawkins. “Where did you hear that Mr. Hawkins?”

“Do you deny it freak?”

“I don't deny it. I just learned about it while I was burying my family.”

Some people look at me strange.

I see their reaction. I better defuse this quickly.

“I still show male on the outside. The female organs are really small. The vaginal opening is still closed. Tell me, who told you about me? I know I certainly didn't tell the students back inside there. You had to hear it from someone else. Didn't you know births are not all perfect?”

“Why . . . I . . . I . . . “ He then turns his face toward the pastor. He looks really scared now.

“Out with it Mr. Hawkins. Who told you?” Then the pastor hears a familiar voice in his head.

He met four men whom Richard knows.

“I won't tell pastor. I'll have you defrocked for siding with this freak if you do.”

“Richard, Mr. Hawkins met four men you know.”

“He what?”

We all look at him with concern faces. He looks really scared that someone has figured it out.

“How . . . how did you know?”

“I was just told by G-d. I heard His voice clearly in my head. Now who is in league with you? Are you alone in this madness?”

“I met four men one day. They said they needed help in finding Richard.”

“Who are these four men Mr. Hawkins?”

“I only know their first names. They are Zander, Josh, Greg and Larry.”

Then it hits me, “I know those names pastor.”

“Who are they Richard?”

“Those are the four sixth graders that beat me up in the second grade. They must be back for revenge.”

“That's right freak. They found your records at the hospital. They eventually tracked you here.”

“When will they confront me Mr. Hawkins?”

“Right now!”

“What?!” Everyone looks around. Then we see a group of people walking down the sidewalk toward us. There are four men and three women walking this way. There are five more men behind them.

I get out my cell phone and give it to the pastor. I whisper quickly to him. “Call the Captain's cell phone number. Tell him silent mode and plain clothes. Tell them who I am and the situation. Also call Rav Shlomo, Dr. Mitchell and my lawyer as well. They are bent on hurting me. Get somebody to record this.”

“Can you defend yourself?”

“I can pastor. I had been training for this.”

“Okay.”

~~~000~~~

“Ring . . . Ring . . . Ring . . . ”

“Hello this is the Raleigh Police Department. Captain Jackson speaking.”

“Hello Captain. I have to whisper. My name is Pastor Wellington of Raleigh First. I have Richard Moore's cell phone. He gave it me to call you. There's an emergency here at Raleigh First parking lot right now.”

“What kind of emergency Pastor?”

“There are twelve people out to get Richard. There are nine men and three women. Richard knows four of them. The names are Greg, Josh, Zander and Larry.”

“Did he say for us how to approach?”

“He said to come silent and plain clothes.”

“Got it. Hold on pastor we're coming. Thanks a lot.”

Captain Jackson closes his cell phone. He opens the door to his office and yells in the main room.

“Everyone! Listen up! This is code blue for a fight! Richard Moore is about to fight four men from his past in South Carolina. They are out for revenge. There is a total of twelve from Josh's gang. I need fifteen in plain clothes posted around the perimeter of the fight area. We are going in silent at Raleigh First. Move it!”

Then there is a sudden rush by the deputies, detectives and other personal needed to squelch a fight.

~~~000~~~

“Ring . . . Ring . . . Ring . . . ”

“Hello this is Rav Shlomo.”

“Shalom Rav this is Pastor Wellington.”

“Shalom. What can I do for you?”

“You have to get here at our parking lot. Richard is about to have a fight with four men from his past.”

“Is one of them Josh?”

“Yes Rav.”

“I'll be right there.”

“You'll have to park a block away probably. The police will be here soon.”

“I understand. Keep the faith Pastor. We must trust Ha Shem on this one. See you soon.”

“See you soon.”

Rav Shlomo closes his cell phone. He steps out of his office, he sees two of his closest friends there. “Come Eli and David. Richard is going to have a fight with Josh.”

“Yes, we must be there for support.”

Then all three men leave the shul together. The wives are left behind praying for a good outcome.

~~~000~~~

Then one of the gang members yells out loud. “Hey you runt!”

“It's time for some more pay back!”

“That's right Josh. Miss Sissy Smarty Pants hasn't learned all of his lessons!”

Some try to get in their way.

“Stop you fool!”

“No, you're the fools for believing his lies!”

They just get just shoved out of the way.

Then Greg grabs my arm. He yanks me to the parking lot of the church. What's this? Richard is stronger?

I crack a quick smile at Greg while he looks at me.

The girls and five of the guys get in a circle around me. The four dolts start walking around me. The other eight keep everyone else away from interfering.

“I won't allow this here on church property.”

“Too late rev. Its happening right now!”

“I have a question for you, Josh.”

“What is it sissy?”

“Why are you doing this? I mean, you already beaten me up once before.”

“It's because of your smarty missy girlfriend. She ratted on us and sent us to jail. Once we find her, I'll do the same to her.”

“That's if you make it out of here in one piece.”

“What's make you say that?”

“You'll find out soon enough.”

He smiles wickedly, “Hah! You'll be in a million pieces like before.”

I stand in the middle. The four men continue walking around me real slow. I start to size them up quickly. I remember Josh real easy. He’s the big loud mouth and the leader. The others are just followers. I wish this was on grass not asphalt. I look around and use my peripheral vision to see who goes first.

You know what to do Richard.

Yes Maker.

Josh steps back. “Now!”

I squat down real fast. A fist misses my head. Then I jump straight up and bring my legs and feet up with me. The other two miss with their legs.

They look on in astonishment. They can't believe what they saw.

“What? How did he do that?”

“Josh, you told us this would be easy.”

Josh gets real mad. “Grrr . . . take down that sex freak!”

As I come down, I grab Greg's arm that swung at me. I come down and toss him over my shoulder. “Arrggh!” I hip toss and throw him into Larry. They both fall down onto the ground.

Zander has his mouth hanging open in awe, “huh?”

“Get off me Greg!”

“He took me by surprise Larry.” Crap, Richard is very strong.

The people are yelling and cheering me on.

“That's it Richard take them down!”

I see someone toss a club to Zander. Zander comes at me to hit me. “You're dead meat freak! Arrrggh!!” He swings the club at my head.

I then squat down to avoid the hit. I swing my leg around to get Zander off balance.

He tries to jump up, but he falls down with a thud when I tripped him. “Oooof . . . ”

I immediately go after his right leg. I grab it and twist it really hard and try to yank it out of the ball joint. “Arrgh!”

“Arrrghh! . . . my leg!!! you little pansy!” He screams in pain. He tries to grab his leg to rub it.

“That's not enough pain Zander. Here's one more.” I grab his right arm and do the same thing before the other two recover. I toss the club out of the ring.

~~~000~~~

“Look sergeant. Richard disarmed one already.”

“Move around really natural and get behind the gang.”

“Yes sir.”

“Someone get that club or anything else he tosses outside the ring.”

“Yes sir.” Answers another plain clothes deputy.

~~~000~~~

“Arrrggghh . . . ! My arm! You're dead Richard!”

“No! Y'all going to jail again! I remember all four of you clearly!”

Greg and Larry walk around me. Josh can't believe what is happening. “Get that sucker. He's making fools out of you! I want to humiliate him!”

The gang members continue to yell and urge the fight on.

Then I see their body position change. I get ready for a dive. Greg swings a high kick. Larry does a low leg swing. I dive in between the legs.

“Crap, we missed him boss.”

I roll forward and stand up in front of Josh. I look up at Josh, “I'm saving you for last Josh.”

I hear Greg breathing for a wind up.

Down Richard.

“So be it.” He smiles wickedly.

I crouch down quickly. Then Josh gets hit in the chest by Greg's fist.

“Ooof . . . You fool, watch where you're hitting Greg!”

“I'm sorry Josh. He's quicker than he looks.”

“Well pummel and break him like last time.” He rubs his chest.

~~~000~~~

Their girls look at their men. Some begin to wonder what is going on.

“What's going on Jackie?”

“I don't know Lynn.”

“Why do they hate him so much Heather?”

“He has no value. Does he?”

“I heard he has a rich father.”

“This seems personal.”

“It sure does Jackie.”

~~~000~~~

I get out of the way quickly. I go after Larry behind Greg's back as they argue. Josh sees me going after him. “Get him slow poke. He’s after Larry!”

Greg turns around and sees Larry coming toward Richard. Larry has a pair of brass knuckles on his fingers now.

I put a move on Larry he doesn't expect. Larry goes for a round house punch to my face. I dodge downward, turn and grab his arm.

“What!? You freaking ….!”

Keeping his momentum forward I throw him over my shoulder and hip toss him into Greg. I twist and pull his arm at the same time as well. “Arrgh . . . now you know how I felt Larry!”

“Arrggh . . . my arm!”

Larry is now on top of Greg.

“Get off me Larry!”

“I'm trying.”

I go after both of them quickly. I hurt Larry first then Greg. I twist and pull both of their legs quickly and both of their arms. I take the brass knuckles off of Larry and toss it out of the ring. A plain clothes officer picks it up quickly.

Josh thinks about coming in, but holds back. Grrr . . . its look it has to be me. Those three are wimps despite all the rumbles we had. I always did the grunt work.

“Arrggh . . . the pain . . . ”

“Get him Josh . . . my legs . . . I can't stand up . . . ”

I stand over the three and yell at them, “I'm doubling the pain on you that you gave me!” I look around to see what happens next. “Pant . . . pant . . . pant . . . ”

~~~000~~~

The three dolts look at me wide eyed. Larry and Greg look scared. Zander then has a scowl on his face.

“Have we unleashed our doom guys?”

“That's a bunch of crock Larry. Josh will tear into him.”

“But it's now one on one Alex.”

“The name is Zander moron! Josh better win. It is the only way we can save our rep with the other gangs.”

“But why come back after him?”

“This shrimp was supposed to be broken and weak, now he is stronger. I felt it when he tossed me.”

“You're a wimp Greg. Unnnh . . . my legs . . . the . . . pain.” Zander whimpers.

You're moaning just like us Alex. Nnn . . . the pain . . . I can't believe it. He gave us double the pain what we gave him . . . It feels as if every limb is on fire.

~~~000~~~

Josh and the rest of the gang are fuming mad.

“You said this was going to be easy Josh to get some free cash.”

I see three men trying to huddle together near the edge of the circle. The people outside can't believe what they are seeing. Some begin to laugh and cheer me some more. I see some familiar faces from the plain clothes police coming in.

“It's just you and me Josh. Do you want the rest of your gang to go down in flames like these three dunderheads before I come after you?”

“Where did you get your training Richard?”

“I thought you would find that out if you found me here Josh.”

“It looks like you received some training. Where did you get it?”

“My dad signed me up at the Shaolin Dragon dojo after my dad moved from South Carolina.”

“What?! What rank are you?”

“I'm third degree purple.”

“Josh, you’re on your own here. He's out of my league.”

“Yeah Spike. No one beats a Shaolin student with that kind of rank Josh.”

~~~000~~~

My friends outside of the circle look at each other while they whisper.

“I didn't know this.”

“I didn't either Bob.”

“No wonder he is confident.”

“Rav Shlomo, it’s good to see you.”

“Same here pastor. How is our star student doing?”

“He's taken out three so far. The cops are waiting until the fight is over.”

“I thought they would come in and break up the fight.”

“I was just told, they know about Richard's training.”

“I see, it will be easier to make the arrests until he is softened up.”

“Apparently so.”

~~~000~~~

“Fine, you pansies. I'll destroy him. I'm taekwondo black degree.”

“We'll see who is better bully.”

“That we will sissy.”

Josh and I circle each other looking for the opening move. We do the classic side steps while looking at each other. We reposition our arms and hands while we move.

“That was very good sissy. It looks like I have a challenge after all.”

“Why? Because you beaten everybody else in your gang to be king?”

“That's right. I'm the ruler of Des-Marte now.”

The plain clothes cops look at each other and smile.

Josh is about a foot taller than me. He is broad shoulder and stout.

“Just to let everyone know here. Josh and his thugs beat me up when I was eight. What's the rest of the story Josh?”

“Grrr . . . ”

“Tell him boss!”

“Shut up Larry! We attended the same elementary school. He and his smarty girlfriend had better grades than us.”

“That's not too bad Larry.”

“No its worse Jacqueline. They were in the second grade we were in the sixth.”

Then the gang left standing, look at each other. They begin to laugh really hard.

“That's rich Josh!”

“Second graders smarter than Josh!”

Josh turns around really quick. He grabs one of his members by the shirt collar. “Then why I'm king?”

“Uh . . . sorry boss . . . I didn't mean anything by it.”

“Yeah . . . apparently you need another lesson in who is smarter.”

I smile to myself. You're still the same Josh. I've got you now this time. I look at a plains clothes carefully. I give a slight smile and wink my eyes two times. He winks back with his left eye and a slight smile.

Josh turns around and faces me. We continue circling each other. Josh gets closer to strike.

“Grrr . . . you're going down sissy!”

“Then why don't you try it bully!”

Josh comes in with a right hand to chop my neck. “Arrrghh!”

I dodge down and grab his hand with both of mine and do a wrist lock. I immediately split his fingers apart really hard. I step back quickly.

“Arrggh . . . the pain! Why you freak! I won't be beat!” He starts massaging his fingers and wrist quickly.

“Then let's see if you can! I'm still waiting Josh!”

He moves in quickly with his left hand for another chop. “Arrggh!”

I move my hands up and grab his hand. I give his hand a quick hard twist to strain his wrist while locking it. I back away again.

“Arrrghhh . . . why you!”

“I'm still waiting Josh. If you haven't figure it out, I'm taking you down piece by piece.”

“Grrr . . . I'm the strongest! You're a nobody!”

“Then how come three of your gooney birds are on the ground? In my book you're the still the same delinquent!”

The gang members look at each other. They yell to try and rally Josh after hearing those childish names.

“Come on Josh. You can take down this pipsqueak!”

“Crumple him up!”

“Make him bleed!”

Then Josh takes out a stiletto knife. He flips it open and flashes it.

I decide to taunt him, “Oooh . . . the big bad Josh now shows a tooth pick. What are you going to do with it?”

“I hate you so much I'm going to open and carve you up so I can fuck you and you can suck me dry like the sissy ho you are!”

“Gasp!” Some of the people around the ring has a look of astonishment on their faces when they hear that.

“Then let's see you try it!” I look at Josh while I unbutton my shirt to wrap it around my right hand. Just before I finish unbuttoning the second button, Josh comes after me.

“Now I got you!”

He comes in for the thrust. I step aside and turn, he misses my stomach. I grab his right hand with my left arm and hand.

“I'm stronger shrimp!” He struggles to get out of my grip. “What . . . no! I'm stronger!” He continues to struggle to break my hold.

I take my right hand and grab his middle finger. I pull it back as hard as I can to break it and his hold on the knife.

He takes his left hand and pushes against my forehead to snap it back. I resist as best I can, “Unnnh . . . !”

“Arrrghhh . . . I …I won’t' be beat!”

Then everyone hears a 'crack.'

Some people in the crowd show a scrunched face as if in wincing in pain.

Some of them mumble to themselves, “That had to hurt.”

He drops the knife and steps back to recover. He touches his middle finger carefully. “You worm, I think you broke it!”

“You deserve it after what you did to me!” I kick the knife to get it outside of the ring.

A plain clothes officer quickly gets down to pick up the knife before a gang member gets to it.

Now Josh finally decides to use his legs. He comes in with a swing of his left leg chest high at me. I quickly get on the ground and double kick his right calf muscle really hard.

“Arrrghhh . . . noooo . . . “ Josh falls to the ground in a heap.

While he is splayed out. I grab his right foot and give it a good hard twist.

“The pain . . . Arrrghh . . . ! Why you fiend . . . !

“No! You're the fiend Josh!” He struggles on the ground to gain the advantage and stand up.

I grab his left leg and do a really hard twist and try to yank it out of the socket.

“Arrrghhh! . . . I'll get you yet sissy.”

“What? That's not enough pain? This next move will end it right now! You'll have trouble sleeping for months!”

“No I won't Richard! I will get your dad to pay up.”

“You can't get to me through dad.”

“Why not?”

“My entire family was killed in a plane crash earlier this month fool!”

“What?!”

The gang members look at each other with worried faces when they hear that news.

I immediately go to his limb pressure points. I hit them all very quickly. His body limbs begin to shake violently.

“What . . . wha . . . what . . . did . . . did . . . you . . . do!”

I look and point my finger at each of the gang members. “Do you want a piece of me now? Do you want the same pain like the four I just gave? Pant . . . pant . . . pant . . . ”

“Arrggh . . . the . . . th . . . p... pain . . . sto . . . stop . . . it!”

“I could have broken the same bones on them like they did to me! They broke a rib, both of my legs and my hands. I was also given a black eye, a busted nose and a bloody lip. So, what is your decision?”

They look at the top four members of the gang moaning and groaning on the ground. They put up their hands, “Uh, you win Richard.”

Josh yells at them, “T. . . . take h...h...him d...d..down Des-Marte!”

“No Josh. We won't. He beat you fair and square even though he didn't throw any punches.”

“Besides Josh, I don't want to be on the ground in pain like you.”

“Arrgghh . . . tr . . . tr . . . traitors . . . b...b... bitches … hos!!!”

Then Jackie steps forward. “I quit Josh. I'm not your bitch anymore!” She comes forward and gives a very hard kick into his nether regions.”

“Arrrghhh . . . the pain! Stop it..st . . . stop . . . th . . . the.. sha . . . shaking . . . I give!”

“You go girl!”

Then the other two girls come forward and do the same thing to him.

Josh then really tries to curl up in pain while his limbs shake. “Y...you . . . b..b... bitches, I'll mm . . . mm . . . m..make y...you bleed!”

“You first Big Josh! You should have left him alone! But no! You had to go after him again!”

“I hope they rot off!” Yells Lynn.

“Grrrr . . . nnnn..the pain!”

The girls turn around and walk back to edge of the circle. They smile at each other. The gang members look at each other and nod their heads up and down.

“In fact Josh, Des-Marte is no more! We all quit!”

“I... I . . . b...b...built y...y..you fr..from th . . . the gr . . . ground up!”

“What did it get us in the end Josh?”

“A hatred for a kid who is smarter than you? You're the loser Josh!” Yells Larry.

I look at the cops and nod my head up and down. Then at least fifteen cops come into the circle and begin cuffing, reading their rights and arresting each of the gang members. The squad cars come in lights flashing and sirens blaring. They park on the curbs in front of the church.

“Hey! Where did you come from cops?”

The people from the church get out of the way and congregate in another part of the parking lot.

“What's the matter Des-Marte? You were so loud, we had to come and check it out.”

“Des-Marte is no more!”

“Sh . . . sh..shut up . . . up Sp . . . Spike.”

“No you shut up Josh!”

“Take them away Raleigh Blue.”

Several men and women shout out loud at once, “Yes Captain.”

The medics come forward and start rubbing the joints on the four bullies. They find they can get up now, except for Josh. Greg, Larry and Zander are still limping as they are hauled away. Josh gets patched up in the crotch. His finger is put into a splint. He then gets delivered to the hospital in an ambulance with a police escort.

I stand to relax myself. I button my shirt back up.

The captain comes up to me to shake my hand.

“Well done Richard. Thanks for the direct call and tip to be silent with plain clothes. I was hoping you would beat them.”

“Thanks captain. I didn't know what happened to those four when I moved.”

“Josh formed Des-Marte in South Carolina after he got out of juvenile. He slowly built up his little empire on drugs, extortion and robbery. I'm surprised they showed up here to come after you. It has been twelve years or so since then.”

“Well, let's hope we don't see them on the streets anytime soon.”

“We can add a murder attempt with that knife to his long list of priors. We'll need you downtown for the statements.”

“Today or tomorrow afternoon?”

“Tomorrow afternoon will be fine after your last class. You can do another session with our recruits and first year officers.”

“Yes sir. Captain, don't forget to tell the doctors, no drugs for Josh to ease his mind to sleep at night.”

“Thanks for the reminder Richard. I'll let them know soon.”

The Captain speaks to the sergeant quietly. “I'm glad Richard is on our side.”

“I know what you mean Captain. Josh is going to have nightmares for months. That's the longest I've seen someone shake like that. Do you think Josh lost his manliness?”

“He probably did sergeant. Those were hard kicks from the ladies. Ask the people here if they recorded the fight on their cell phones.”

“Yes sir.” The sergeant speaks up, “Did anyone record that fight?”

Several people speaks up. “I did officer!”

The sergeant looks at them and Brandon. “We can download it for evidence in the van here.”

“Okay officer.”

“Follow me please.”

Then Brandon, a student and two parents come forward. They follow the sergeant to the van. The tech there proceeds to download the video from their cell phones. Then the videos get erased on the cell phones.

“Did they send them on the net yet, Lieutenant?”

“No sergeant. It's a clean record.”

“Good we can return the cell phones to them. We beat the press to this one.”

The cell phones get returned to the owners.

“Sorry about that. As much as you like to send it on the net, it makes it really tough for us prosecute these people to the max when it goes public before we are ready.”

“We understand sir.”

The captain and the sergeant leave the crowd to get back to their jobs. After a while of collecting evidence, taking notes and statements from several people, they get back in their vehicles and drive back to their department buildings.

~~~000~~~

“Corporal Lonigan. Do you copy? This is Captain Jackson.”

“I'm here Captain. What do you need?”

“Be sure to tell the doctors no drugs for Josh to ease his mind while he sleeps.”

“I understand sir. I'll tell them. They might be calling you to confirm.”

“Then let them call to be sure.”

“Yes sir.”

~~~000~~~

“Doctors, I just received word from Captain Jackson about the meds for Josh.”

“What about them Corporal? Which ones?”

“It is requested that Josh don't receive the meds for him to sleep at night.”

“Why is that?”

“I know what he will be going through. Richard Moore did the same to me so I won't forget.”

“What did Richard do, Corporal?”

“He applied pressure point hits to his joints. Once that is done the body starts shaking like crazy. Josh's joints didn't get rubbed down for more than five minutes until the medics arrived.”

The doctor smiles. “I see, then he will have nightmares and be unsure of himself for several weeks or more.”

Corporal Lonigan smiles back, “That's the idea.”

“I can live with that. But I will need to do a careful check of his groin area and his middle finger to determine the extent of the damages.”

“That you may do doctor.”

~~~000~~~

Then the people from the church come around me to congratulate me.

“That was incredible Richard.”

“I didn't know you can fight.”

“What's this? You work for the police department?”

“I'm not an officer Bob. I'm one of several martial art instructors for their recruits. I provide a small body to make it different. It helps the lady cops greatly. I earn some spending money from time to time there. My dad had me sign up there to join their summer classes. I eventually became an instructor after my freshman year ended.”

They all laugh together.

“Can you teach me Richard?”

“You'll need permission from your parents Debbie. There is a class there for the public.”

I then look at Mr. Hawkins. He looks defeated.

I walk through the crowd. I approach him. The others see what I'm doing.

“What's the matter Mr. Hawkins?”

“Please forgive me Richard. I didn't know who he really was. He told me you were old friends from elementary school days.”

“You’re forgiven Mr. Hawkins.”

“Thank you Richard.”

“I think you better come with me tomorrow to give your side of the story.”

“Yes I'll come with you Richard.”

“Are you still offended by my dual gender problem?”

“No, Richard, not anymore. You showed conviction in whom you are. You defended yourself. When did you know Richard?”

“Two weeks ago while I buried my family.”

“Then . . . then you deserve more.”

Mr. Hawkins then hugs me tightly. I hug him back Mr. Hawkins begins to shed some tears. Rav Shlomo, the pastor and the elders from both groups come around us to put hands on us. Some more people gather around as well. We hear prayers offered up.

We break apart once we feel that we are spent.

Then I hear a familiar ring tone on my cell phone. The pastor hands it back to me. I open it and speak to my doctor.

“Hello Richard. How are you doing?”

“I'm doing fine doctor. I was able to defeat all four of them.”

“That's good. Are you hurt?”

“No ma'am. Josh tried to pull a knife on me. I was able to disarm him and give him a broken finger.”

“That's good. Then I won't be needed.”

“Apparently not, but I expect Anna to appear here to file and press charges.”

“I'm sure she will be.”

“I'll be downtown giving my statement tomorrow afternoon.”

“That's good. I'll be seeing you in a couple of weeks in Mt. Blanc.”

“What for?”

“Oh, I figure I need some vacation time. Also, I get to do a check up on you. It has been some time since the last one.”

“That's if your counting earlier this month.”

“No Richard. That was just a quick consultation. I'll do a complete physical.”

“Okay Dr. Mitchell. Drive safely.”

“I will Richard. Take care.”

I close the phone. Then it rings again. “It's Anna my attorney.”

“Hello Anna. I hope I didn't upset you?”

“You didn't Richard. I'll be in town tomorrow morning.”

“The captain will take my statement tomorrow afternoon after my last class.”

“Good, I'll be there to represent you. The pastor said it is Josh and his gang.”

“That's right Anna. Twelve members showed up. I was able to defeat the four. I gave Josh a broken finger in the process. The others stayed out of it.”

“That's good Richard. I'll call again tomorrow. I'll pick you up after class.”

“Drive safe Anna.”

“I will Richard.”

I close the phone and put it in my holder. “I don't know about you. That fight made me hungry. Moreover, I need a shower.”

Everybody laughs together.

“You're welcome to join us Rav.”

“Thank you for the good intentions’ pastor. However, there are no kosher restaurants here in Raleigh. The nearest one is in Charlotte. We have some of our food delivered here. We do the best we can with the foods available in the grocers here.”

“It seems I have a lot more to learn Rav. Well take care until next time.”

“Until next time pastor.”

Then Rav Shlomo and his group approach me.

“That was excellent work. You did it without throwing a punch.”

“Thank you Rav. I had a good instructor with the right attitude.”

“Yes you did. I hope to see you two more times before you leave for your summer break.”

“Yes, hopefully two more times.”

We nod our heads together and smile at each other. Rav Shlomo and his group turn around and leave together.

“Why do you see him, Richard?”

“I met him on campus during Rush Week my freshman year Bob. He was handing out brochures at a table he had set up. He tried to engage in some meaningful discussions about life and other hard subjects with students who were checking out the tables. He is honest and truthful.” I look at the pastor. “He's sort of like you pastor.” I smile at him.

He smiles back. “Thank you for the compliment Richard.”

Some people giggle and laugh when they hear that remark.

Then about twenty of us get into several cars. We agreed to eat at the local BBQ joint that can handle our crowd. Several people chipped in to pay for my portion of the meal. We stay there for about an hour before we had to leave. Some had to go home and be with family. I told them what happened during the two weeks I was away. When I get done explaining my dual-gender situation, they realize not all births are perfect. This is especially true with diseases and certain genes passed down through each generation of families.

I get dropped off near my dorm building about 4 P.M.. I walk over to the garden and sit down on the concrete bench. I see the familiar butterflies and insects there flying around.

“That was impressive Richard.”

“Thank you my friends.”

“We didn't know you had enemies so young.”

“It is all about perceived threats and power, some just want to have it their way. It also depends on how they are brought up.”

“That's true Richard.”

I get up and walk around the campus for a while really slowly. The butterflies follow me at a distance. I stop and pause at each of the flower gardens around the campus. Eventually I see the sunset on the horizon. I enjoy the clouds and sky as they change color. I then walk back to my dorm room.

~~~000~~~

In the recovery room Josh slowly wakes up.

There is sweat on his brow. He finds himself strapped in bed. His right hand is completely bandaged up. He can see a splint on his middle finger. It appears they fixed the finger. I see my left wrist is bandaged up tightly with a splint as well. I hate you Richard!

“What's the meaning of this? Why am I strapped in? Josh struggles to get himself free.

A doctor comes in with a nurse.

“So how do you feel Josh?”

“I feel like crap, doc. I have a splitting headache and feel very on edge. Also, I feel numb in my crotch. What happened doc?”

“Well, the three girls did do a number on your testicles. They are crushed beyond repair.”

“No!”

“I'm afraid so Josh. They are removed. You still have your penis though. You'll have to rely on your prostate gland for your testosterone. But it depends if prostate cancer runs in your family. That will determine how long it will last.”

“Grrr . . . what about my head aches? Are you going to give me anything for it?”

“No, I'm afraid not Josh.”

“Why not?”

“It is requested by Richard.”

“Why that pansy . . . I'll . . . !”

“Hold that attitude Josh. I'll let the Corporal explain it.”

The Corporal walks in and stands on the other side of the bed. “This what is going to happen to you Josh. You'll be walking around and do the normal stuff in jail. However, you will be on edge and second guessing yourself. This will be especially true at night. You will get very little sleep because you will remember the shaking and the pain that Richard and the girls delivered to you.”

“Grrr . . . ”

“In time the pain will disappear, but the memory will linger on in your mind for a very long time.”

“How do you know this?”

“Richard did it to me in our self-defense class. However your shaking period was far too long than mine. Besides Richard gave you mercy. He didn't break all of your bones, except for one. You and your friends broke a dozen bones in him. I've read your juvenile report.”

“I hate you Richard!”

“Sweet dreams Josh.” Corporal Lonigan smiles at him. He then turns around and stands guard outside the door as before. The doctor and nurse leave as well.

“I hate you Richard! I hate you!”

~~~000~~~

“It's back to classes tomorrow. After the last one, I'll be downtown to take care of my duties. Goodnight my friends.”

“Goodnight Richard. See you tomorrow.”

I walk into my dorm room. I see Bill there reading a book on the dining table.

Hey Richard, I heard a bunch of cop cars near here. Did you hear them?”

“I did Bill. I was there.”

“What happened? Nothing was mentioned on the news.”

“Do you remember the story I told you about? The sixth graders that beat me up?”

“Yeah, I remember that story.”

“Well, it seems Josh and his gang showed up to get revenge on me.”

“You're kidding me? You don't look beaten up.”

“Nope. I took all four down with my martial arts training. The other eight stayed out of the fight.”

“That's incredible. Do you think we'll see any videos on the net?”

“I don't think so this time. They took the videos from some people there already before they could post them. They might at a later date.”

“Aww . . . that's a shame.”

“Posting those videos really hurt the prosecution of these criminals.”

“Hmm . . . you're right Richard.”

“I'm tired Bill. I need a good night's sleep.”

“Good night Richard.”

I go into my room. I do a quick shower to get cleaned up. I do some last minute reading from my books to refresh my memory. I decide on a bedtime of 10 P.M. this time. Once I'm done with my reading, I turn off the lights and get under the covers for some good nights sleep. I make sure the alarm is set for 7 A.M.. I fall asleep quickly. This time the dreams are different.