A chance encounter

Failed "mission"

*Monday, three days ago*
"BEEP. BEEP. BEEP" the alarm blared.
"I'm up, I'm up you cursed machine" grumbled a lad of about 16 who had an awful case of bed head.
Getting up he looked in the mirror and saw shoulder length brown hair sticking in every direction like some kind of exotic bird.
"Ugh. Mondays." he groaned as he went into the bathroom.
After fixing his hair and brushing his teeth, he went to go outside but was stopped by his mother saying, "Dean! You need to eat!"
"Sorry ma, but I'm gonna be late if I stay any longer."
"At least take a pop-tart with you, please." without waiting for a response, Dean's mother threw the said pastry at Dean's head.
THUNK
"Gah!" Dean exclaimed as the pop-tart hit him right between the eyes.
"Next time you'll get up earlier, eh?
"Yes, ma"
He won't
Munching on a now slightly crumbling pop-tart, Dean makes his way outside on his way to school. He sees a girl of about 7 or 8 doing the same, as well as a white van trailing a little ways behind. Walking over to the girl, the van speeds up.
"I know you don't know me, kid, but you need to listen. If I say run, you NEED to run. Got it?" Dean asks
The girl nodded with wide eyes and just a little bit of shaking.
By now the van is right up beside them and the side door opens to reveal a balding man in black clothing.
"You kids want any candy?" The man asks. "My nan made too much for me and my brother up front. Just hop right in and you can take as much as you want!"
Leaning down to the girl, Dean whispers, "Run!"
Without a moment's hesitation, the girl turned away from the van and ran.
"You little brat!" The man in the van yells. "That kid was gonna pay my rent for the next 3 months! You're gonna regret that!"
The man pulls out a knife and attempts to stab Dean, but trips as he's falling out of the van and drops the knife.
"No," Dean says," YOU are gonna regret that." Dean then picks up the knife as the predator rises with fury in his eyes.
"Guess those self defence classes pops made me go through will finally come in handy, eh?" Dean thinks
Before he could do anything, the man had his hands on Dean's throat and began to choke him. (Kinky)
"You. Cost. Me. My. Rent!" The man punctuated every word by squeezing harder each time.
Quickly losing consciousness, Dean does the only thing he can and swipes the knife at the man's neck. It didn't kill him instantly, but man did it hurt. After Dean did this, the man threw him into the street and got back into his van and said, gurgling, "I told you you would regret this. Drive" he said to his brother.
And like that, Dean was dead.
The blood on the knife that Dean swiped at the man with was enough to allow the police to find and arrest Dean's would-be murderers and the little girl's kidnappers.