Thread: A Bully's Town

Halltown was a very pleasant place, its size hovering between a large town and a small city. Most of the corruption and crime of the big cities seemed to pass this place by, and in the min of Kayla's mother it was the perfect place to raise a daughter away from the floozies and boozers that turned her father into a jackass. And it would have been, ten years ago. But ten years ago, the Morgans had moved into town. With seemingly endless financial resources, the family quickly began to purchase or otherwise acquire virtually every business and piece of land in the town until they virtually owned the town and everything in it. Nathan and Jennifer Morgan quickly rose to positions of political power, intimidating and dominating the other city councilmen until their voices were the only ones that mattered. Within three years, the Morgan family ruled Halltown in everything but name. The parents seemed content to leave the town to its own devices while they used its resources to further their own goals, ones that had nothing to do with Halltown and targeted far more valuable targets, and so the people had eventually come to accept their 'rulers.' The remarkably unfortunate fates of those who tried to stand against them were also rather helpful in keeping the masses subjugated. Yet it was neither Nathan nor his wife that eventually became the scourge of the town. Early on their son had learned that he was untouchable, and he took full advantage of it. The Halltown High School was shaped rather like a large figure eight, with the library sitting in one corner of the first floor. Kayla, upon the second floor, could have either gone downstairs and headed for the library or stayed on the second floor until she was directly above the library and gone down then. Had she gone downstairs, quite a lot of unpleasant events may have been avoided. But she remained on the second floor, and so her absent-minded walk took her directly towards the increasingly loud disturbance at the end of the hall. With a grunt of pain the boy was slammed into the wall, Greg's thick arm forced up against the nerd's throat and forcing him to desperately gasp for air. Should have just paid up, Greg growled as his fist slammed into the boy's stomach, knocking the wind from him entirely. He left the boy hanging up there, choking and sobbing as he tried to breathe before finally letting the bespectacled boy collapse to the ground. I'm afraid he's right, came his voice, the uncrowned prince of the town. Samuel Morgan was fairly tall for a senior he wasn't overly muscled or strong, but he didn't need to be when gorillas like Greg were on his side. His habitual, cruel smile was upon his lips as he walked towards the sobbing nerd, almost casually seizing a handful of the boy's hair and jerking him up to his knees. You know the rules. This could all have been avoided. But now I'm afraid there have to be consequences, he added as his smile widened slightly, not paying any attention to the girl in the pink shirt and torn jeans approaching them he expected her to just walk past and try to ignore them, just like every other student that passed by. No one wanted to risk pissing off Samuel.