Kick their ass!

The first bully threw a punch at me and I redirected his face directly into the nearby wall.

I turned to the other guy and he was stunned. I smirked... probably could have ended it there, but I didn't.

I rushed him and jabbed his throat with a knife hand, stunning him, and then grounded him with a Judo throw.

Both boys were on the ground, moaning. I took a deep breath. They were afraid of me alright.

I believe I remember them now. They were both school bullies; Chris and his chrony Zak. No good punks. In only two years after high school, Chris died from a **** deal gone wrong and Zak would wind up in prison as a pedophile. The future wouldn't miss them anyway.

Still, as the memories of their bullying in my childhood returned, I started to tense up.