Chapter 1: Part 1: Survival of the Fittest. The will to live. Part 6

Part 6

There was a ding from the doorbell as it opened, and three men dressed in black walked in.

"What the fuck happened here?"

The men were looking around at all the damage that was stored in what looked like a warzone.

"What the?" the man in front said as he gazed over to the unconscious bodies of his gang members.

The teen stood there.

"That would have been me."

The men looked over at the teenager.

"You did all this...by yourself?"

"Yeah, not bad right?"

The teen was provoking the men.

Just long enough for the family to escape.

"You know you talk a lot. There is an old saying, 'Speech is silver, silence is gold; you might have been able to walk away from this broken but alive but now."

Two of the men began to walk forward toward the teen.

The teen smirked.

"You’re a lot smarter than the leader sending two men to attack me at the same time, but I doubt that will change anything."

"He believed in the survival of the fittest; I myself believe in a different concept."

There was a ding from the door bell as the door opened, and several more men walked in eight in total.

"I believe in strength in numbers."

There were now almost a dozen men in the room, all enemies.

The teen lowered his arms.

"Huh".