"47...48... Come on, and you filthy maggot is that you all got!! 49!!" A drill sergeant yelled at a child struggling to finish his tire-flipping set.
The boy grunted to push his body's limit in finishing his last collection.
"I can't believe I have to raise a bitch of a son like you, and you should be a damn shame of yourself. And if you don't finish, I'm having you clean the whole house with a god. Damn. Toothbrush. Last one, you fucking pussy!!!."
Screw. You!!!" The boy yelled at the top of his lung, lifting the 500 lbs tire one final time.
The boy fell to his knees and was trying to catch his breath.
"Well, la di fucking da, looks like you can do something if you put your back into it. Ten sets in under 45 minutes." The boy's father stopped his stopwatch. He then threw a towel at his sweat-drenched head and began to walk back to their house.
"Now go hit the showers and get ready for dinner, we're having dinner with the Hyodo's, and you know how your mother gets if we're even a second late."
"Yes, sir." The boys groaned at his sore muscles.
After the boy finished getting ready, he went into the living room and waited for his parents to finish getting ready. Just then, the house phone rang.
"I got it!"
"Cruz's Residence." The boy answered,
"Yo, Chris, it's Issei."
"Sup man, hey listen, we might be a few minutes late. My father had me do a last-minute training regimen as punishment because someone's dumbass friend decided to bring his porn stash and forgot to take it home with him when you three came over the other day."
"Oops, sorry." Issei nervously chuckled.
"I'll have Matsuda buy lunch for a month if he can buy expensive mags, then he shouldn't have a problem with it. Oh, I hear my parents coming down the stairs. We'll be there in 20."
Soon the boy now named Chris hung up the phone and went to the front door, where his parents got their last things before heading out.
"I just got off the phone with Issei, and told him we're on our way."
"Good, oh I feel terrible for Gorou and Miki having a perverted son like him." The mother commented,
"Aww, come on, Issei's not that bad. Yes, he's a pervert, but he is true to himself, and I respect a guy like that."
"Well, you two did grow up together, so you know him better than anyone. Perhaps I can talk to Gorou if he'll let me whip him into a man with the training I give." The father suggested,
"Yeah, no." Chris quickly opened the door and made their way.
At the Hyodo's residence
"Karla! Max! Chris! It's so good to see you." Miki greeted,
"My goodness, you're getting more handsome every time I see you, Chris."
"Oh, thank you, Mrs. Hyodo."
"Wish we could say the same about Issie. We fear that with all that yanking he does in his room, he might revert to a neanderthal, and we will never get to have any grandbabies," Gorou added.
"What the hell, dad!?"
"Anywho, let's eat before the food gets cold."
After Dinner
"Dinner was amazing as always, Miki." Max complimented as he and Gorou picked up the empty plates, and then they all began talking about their high school days.
"Yo, wanna go up to my room?" Issei whispered,
"Hell yeah, I don't think I could handle my dad talking about how he single-handedly wrestled a bear away during their third-year camping trip." Chris whispered back.
So they both managed to sneak to his room, and Chris flopped onto his bed, letting out a sigh of relaxation.
"How bad was the punishment?" Issie chuckled.
"Old man made me do a 3-mile run while wearing heavy gear, freaking SEAL training right after that, and ten sets of 50 flipping a 500 lb tire. All had to be completed in under 90 minutes."
"Jesus, dude, I always forget how ruthless your dad can be."
"You're telling me, but they don't call him a war hero for nothing with that kind of intense training he always like to do."
Chris and Issei continued to talk about anything they could think of, from memories of school to even girls. Time flew by, and it was time for the Cruz's to head home. They said their thank you and goodbyes, got in the car, and drove off.
"Excited for your new year at school?" Karla asked.
"Sure, I suppose. I still don't get why I'm going to an almost all-girl academy. I know they just recently changed to a co-ed but still."
"Well, seeing how you don't have many friends... apart from Issei and his two perverted friends, well...."
"We want you to get yourself a girlfriend and give us grandbabies."Max jumped in.
"Yeah, that."
"And that won't happen if you spend your whole life around those perverts who the closest thing to a girl is owning their own pocket-"
"Dad!!/Maxwell!!"
"Alright, Alright, geez," Max grumbled.
"And yeah, no pressure on the whole girlfriend. Let me call up the perfect girl so she can have my kids." Chris spoke with sarcasm.
Max and Karla laughed at his little remark, which made a smile appear on his face. They stopped at a light, and once it turned green, they didn't see an incoming car speeding and swerving lanes in their direction.
Chris caught a glimpse of the incoming car, but before he could say anything, the vehicle T-boned the car, and suddenly, everything went black.
Up towards the sky, there could be seen two flying figures watching over what had occurred.
"How was that? You think that managed to kill that thing." A winged creature asked,
"I'm sure it did. We can't allow anyone of "that" bloodline to exist. Let's go."
"Right."
The gas smell stirred Chris awake, and he slowly looked around inside the car. His parents remained motionless. Checking his position, he mustered his fading strength to get himself out of the burning vehicle.
"Help..." Chris weakly spoke as he limped in a random direction.
"Someone...please."
Chris's body soon collapsed, and he now lost consciousness as ambulances were heard in the distance.
Back at the Hyodo's residence
The family had already gotten themselves into bed and were beginning to drift off into their slumber until the house phone started to go off throughout the entire house. Issei's room being the closest, dragged his feet to answer the phone.
"Hyodo's residence."
"Are Miki and Gorou Hyodo available?" The person on the line asked,
"They're asleep. I can take a message."
