Stanley watched the other people at the party Why am I here? I don?t know, I?m an eldritch abomination, not a priest. No, why am I at this party. You?re here for that dumb broad, you said yourself, right. It?s no use, I tried to talk to her, but she just left the dorm and never looked back, besides, she left an hour ago. I should just get out of here. Well, you did isolate yourself, you talk to me out loud occasionally, you refuse to shake hands, and you did live in a basement, you are kind of creepy You?re right. Stanley got up, ignoring what was around him, he bumped someone on the shoulder. ?Hey, youse freak from the basement aren?t you,? Stanley recognized the man immediately, Richard, stronger than Stanley, had a quick temper, had a set of friends to back him up, exactly the person Stanley had learned to watch out for. ?Yes, yes I am, now please let me be,? Stanley said, trying to walk away, only to be stopped from an arm on his shoulder. ?Well, it seems that no one is here to protect you,? he spoke in a condemning voice,? none of the teachers to watch out for you.? He threw a punch that left Stanley leaning against the bar table, it hurt more than it should of on account of the scar on his jaw. ?Look, I don?t want to fight you,? Stanley pleaded, a much deferent choice of words than Dark Stanley. The guy threw another punch, seeking to break his head against the table. Okay, counter Stanley moved, redirecting the punch?s momentum, sending his opponents head crashing into the wooden table. He?s stunned, disable Stanley grabbed the front of the man?s head into sent it into the table, probably breaking something. Two strikes, three breaks, leave Stanley sent an elbow into the man?s face. He kicked the back of his knee, causing him to kneel, and used the man?s arm to send him to the ground, Stanley snapped the wrist, stepped on his chest, snapped his shoulder out, kneed the man?s elbow, breaking it as he withered in pain on the ground. enemy disabled. One more step. What? Kill his ass Why.You don?t need any more enemies Stanley turned around, looked at the crowd for a second, and then picked up a crystal punch bowl. He set it down over the man?s face, then lifted his foot up and smashed it, the shards of glass going deep into his opponent?s eyes, face, and throat. And if that didn?t kill him, the back of his head was leaking blood and grey matter. Everyone stood in stunned silence, Stanley walked to the back door that led to the alley behind the place, turning to nod at everyone before leaving and closing the door behind him, walking while checking behind his shoulder, slightly blinded by the sunlight.
