I run. Easy as that. I turn and sprint down the hallway. Quickly James is on my heels. People are desperately getting out of the way. Scrambling over each other to avoid the mad man chasing me. James starts to lose ground. His friends are quickly catching up though.

Im running to a corner and am ready to turn when four people jump out reaching for me. I slide on the ground and skid between two of them, narrowly avoiding a reaching hand. I jump up and am at top speed in no time flat. I turn to see James and his group collide with the others. A few dodge by and keep up the pursuit but a few trip and fall to the floor; happily, James is one of them. He trips and face plants on the floor with an ugly smack!

I turn to keep running. I see the final corner where the exit is. People watch in amazement at the high speed chase through the hallways. I turn the corner and put on a final burst of speed. I reach the door and turn the handle.

Its locked.

I panic. The fastest of James friends arrive. They quickly form a semi circle cornering me against the door. More and more people show up and James arrives last of all. His face is bruised on his cheek where he fell. He regards me with his steely cold eyes. My face must be pretty panicked because he laughs. After a slight hesitation, his friends join in.

All jokes aside, he roars and charges. Straight at me. I jump to the side crashing into lockers, James rushing by trying to cut me with his knife. His knife was the size of a Swiss Army knife but even that would be scary enough. I jump to the side dodging him again barely, his anger making him easier to beat.

He growls on frustration charges again, I jump to the side again but he grins and skids to a stop. He thrusts the knife into my shoulder and I scream.

"Not so happy now huh?" He growls at me.

I start to feel faint and I slide to the floor, the knife still embedded in my shoulder. He stands above me grinning like a mad man. Well he IS a mad man. Teachers and students start to come out of class hearing the commotion.

"James!" Ms Royd screeches from the door of her class room, "your parents are going to hear about this. You're going to be expelled too! She crackles with glee at expelling another student. Man was she wacko. "You're probably also going to be sent to jail too, and then you can rot away." She grins happily, she walks into the hall and grabs the nearest phone, she starts to dial 911.

"Hello? I have a stude-"

James slugs her across the jaw and she slumps to the floor next to me. People start to panic. I hear screams from all directions as people scramble away from the knife wielding menace. I just sit in shock. The pain is gone and is replaced by a numb feeling. But somehow, it feels worse. I lie there in agony, dreading every second as numbness saps away all my strength.

Everything starts to blur, I can make out students piling on top of James, holding him down by the arms and legs. Some of his friends try to help him by pulling people of him. But a few of them are in the dog pile themselves. I see Jeremy, one of James's friends, punching another one of James's friends. He falls to the floor holding his stomach gasping for breath. There are a few more people lying unconscious on the floor, victims of James defenders.

Teachers desperately tried to control the kids and stop them from either panicking or joining the dog pile on James. Jeremy sees me and grins, he's enjoying this. He probably was more afraid of James then liked him. He winks then turns and jumps right into the dog pile, reaching for James. The pain is back. I let loose a blood curdling scream.

I reach weakly attempting to pull out the knife. It feels like heavy weights were holding them down. I struggle but fail, my eyelids start to close and But I force them to stay open, the pain seeps in throughout my body. My warm blood has made a stream down my shirt and was making a puddle on the floor.

Finally I've been noticed as teachers come to we looking worried as hell. Some kids see me too and one throws up on the floor, adding too the madness. Someone fetches a first aid kit and one of the teachers pulls out some bandages and spray bottles. She tugs out the knife and Lays it carefully on the floor. When she's done bandaging me, she turns to Ms Royd who was still unconscious next to me. I ignore them and close my eyes, I feel my slow heartbeat. Struggling to beat at all, I must have lost more blood then I realize.

I open my eyes to see police in the school, holding up the struggling James. Somehow they got him out of the dog pile. His nose is bleeding and he has scratches all over. Jeremy is walking away with a bloody fist, a smile on his face. Jeremy hit him in the nose I realize quickly. Proud of my part-friend.

The sound of fighting tears my attention back to James. He's fighting and pushing at the cops. He stops. Through all the commotion his eyes find my still figure. His cold eyes turn to fire and his face shows pure hate. He starts wailing inhumanly, a noise so horrid that everyone had to cover they're ears. I realize that he isn't just screaming, he's speaking words.

"Il get you! Just you wait! Next time il rip your head off!"

I can tell he means it, his hate was the kind that lasted forever. The one that drives them mad with rage. Suddenly his face is lost in the crowd of assorted cops, firefighters and medics. Suddenly a doctor I guess by what he's wearing runs up to me, he frowns deeply and pulls out a needle and without a word plunges it into my wrist. He squeezes out the liquids inside and retrieves it just as fast.

He sedated me, my eyesight goes black and I slip into unconsciousness almost immediately. But not before I hear him turn and talk to another doctor.

"Get Doctor Ravish immediately, this ones gonna need a miracle worker."