"With this type of trash you really shouldn't try to dialogue"
Alex let a small scuff at the men, who was now looking at him with a confused expression, as if trying to understand what he was laughing at.
Quickly, He grabbed the guy's wrist and twist it while applying pressure in between the radio/ulna and wrist joint, making the bastard let go of his belt because of the sudden pain.
Without missing a second, he reajusted his posture, and as he took one step toward, using his body weight, twisted the guy arm, in the opposite direction, making him bend his back forward because of his sudden action place a lot of strain on the shoulder muscles and joint.
Still holding the guy's now completely twisted arm, before he could react, Alex lower it until it was around his waist height and raised his right arm, bending his wrist backwards and locking eyes with the now upward facing elbow, and then.
Snap
"AAAHHHHRRRGGGG" a loud scream that could pierce one's ears was heard, making everyone near him turn, as if trying to find what made such noise.
A man was kneeling on the ground, bending forward and holding his now crippled arm, broken from the elbow down, tears could be seen running from his eyes, his screams loudly echoed in the ears of anyone nearby.
"MY ARM!, YOU, YOU BROKE MY ARM, YOU!"
A rain of profanities could be heard, coming from the crippled man mouth, still looking at his arm, who fail to notice that, no matter his screams, his pain or pathetic state, not one was looking at him, not a single one.
Dozen of stares fell in the man i front of him, a mix of emotions were seen on their gazes, fear, anger, hatred, relief, but Alex ignored them all, is eyes never leaving the trash in front of him.
Then se slowly began to walk around the men kneeling in front of him, a smile forming in his face as he spoke, loud enough for the ones close to him to hear.
"Did you know? A human body is one of the most amazing creation of nature, we are build in a way to easily be able to run for miles, our anatomy make us able to handle the many tools that place us at the top our world and even picking object many times heavier that ourself is a feat we can accomplish, with enough training and the right shot of adrenaline do, but you get what I meant right"
Slowly walking around him,as each passing word made his smile grow bigger, giving Chills , down the spine of the people observing him, only stoping when he was standing behind the men whose name he still didn't knew, nor he would ever l known.
Raising his leg, he kicked the his back, making him fell on the ground,
"AARRGHHH, YOU FUCKER" the suddent blow made him loose his balance and fell, hitting his face against the ground, the pain in his arm now worse as he tried to put his hands forward to stop the fall but falling for obvious reasons.
Trying to use his good arm to stand up, he suddenly felt as if something kicked him in the back and pinch him against the ground, applying pressure on his back, unable to stand, a calm voice talking behind him.
"But still, no matter how good your body is, no matter how much you train it, there will always be weakness you can exploit, you don't need to be a martial artist or some hidden master, just some basic anatomy knowledge and the right opportunity is enough to cripple a person.
Hearing the voice of the person that broke his arm, anger raising inside his heart at every passing second he spend listening to the bastard voice, be began struggling, trying to stand up, swearing to kill him the worst possible way, but it was all in vain as he felt a sharp pain his his back, a burning sensation as if something pierced through is flesh made him curse in pain again.
Then, clenching his teeth, trying to handle the already mind breaking pain, he notice some one walking around, stopping just a few inches in front of him, raising his head from the ground he looked at the hateful being in front of him, hatred increasing at every passing moment.
"I WILL KILL YOU, I WILL FUCKING MURDER YOU!"
Anger began to dull his pain, he wished nothing but this bastard misery, using his right arm, he tried to stand up, but it was useless.
"Uhh?" Confused, he tried to stand again, but no matter how hard he tried he couldn't muster any strength.
"Why, why i can't-" as he began to panic, slowly turned his head and looked at his back, he noticed a trail of blood coming out of what it looked like a stab wound, his body started shaking and fear was getting ahold of his senses.
"As I was saying before rudely interrupted, with the right smooth of knowledge, is relatively easy to harm a humans body".
Turning his head back, watched the person in front of him, his eyes, shaking, no longer consume by anger and hatred, could only stare at the devil in front of him.
"The spine is one of the most important and vulnerable areas of the body as it protect the main nerves that makes your limbs move".
Alex keep speaking to the men, his smile never leaving his face, his eyes glue into the fallen person eyes, observing his anger, his hate disappear, and be replace with one emotion he was familiar with, one that was engraved into his mind, never forgetting it since that day years ago.
Absolute fear
"By stabbing on the right place between the vertebrae you can make a person invalid for life with out killing them"
Those were the last words he said to him before turning his back and walked away from the now fully crippled man, refusing to waste a another second with him.
Looking around while walking away he noticed the people around him, many of them couldn't even look at his eyes and kept their head down, other where running or crawling away in fear, others had a smile in their face as they looked at the pathetic state the guy on the ground was, they had seen him beating the now cold body on the ground earlier "he deserve every bit of what he got" was what their ayes seemed to say.
Ignoring the crowd's emotions, Alex stared at the far horizon intensely, a small line of smoke, barely visible could be seen, slowly disappearing into the distance.
"Looks like I have less time that what I though"
Quickly adjusting his his belt, He began to run until he got out of the mass of people, easier than before since no one dared to get near him now.
Just before he began to get away from this place, Alex turn back and looked at the people, who were staring back at him as if he was some kind of demon, told them.
"You better get out of here if you don't wish to die"
Just a single line, which may had a different meaning considering his earlier actions, but he didn't care, his conscience was clear that he at least try to warn them, he couldn't war everyone but just a few closer to him, it may had sound hypocritical but he don't care, everything worth shit if you are dead.
He then turned and began running away from this place, circling around the army before starting to put distance from them.
On the corner of his vision he observed others, running into different direction.
"Smart ones, I see"
Was one of the few though he had as his figure became smaller and latter disappearing into the endless desert.