We are in the city of Garlen, a bit unrecognized city where approximately 156,000 people live, in one of the largest high schools in the city, a boy with brown hair accompany his friends, who look a lot older than the 13-year-old who only laughs at the things they talk about, the group as they head to the nearest store. They continue their journey accompanied by soft drinks, between laughter and nonsense.
The group was about to leave the place when the people inside began to scream and run away with all their strength desperate to disappear from there, the friends just turn their heads to see what happens. In those moments of smiles and happiness they changed to a frightful panic that consumed and kept immobile to be able to observe the reason of the scandal that occurred.
A kind of well-armed reconnaissance team shoots left and right at any living thing that didn't have the courage to move or who wanted to pose as heroes only fell for a shot from their rifles. Our poor children gather the little courage they have left to run away from there, the group Tyron was with flees as quickly as possible without looking back when one of the group, Look at how Tyron keeps looking at the killers who just dirtied the mall with the blood of poor innocents. Without thinking, the major yells "Tyron runs!" to what he only looks at for a second and with a smile to disguise all his inner fear runs towards these monsters mercilessly.
The young man runs fast and rushing to a sporting goods store hiding behind a wall of shoeboxes, takes a tennis racket once he is ready and looks to see that team moving forward while his mind is invaded by thoughts "But what do I do? Should I run? Do I let them die? What can I do? I'm just a miserable child Why did I have to see them?" try again to see the reason why he decided to face danger, behind a table a man who seems to hug his two daughters next to the corpse of which he was surely the mother but not only that the team began to walk towards them contemplating the macabre work of blood they had created.
After this Tyron only sheds a tear and without further ado goes out to face with the slight hope that as a minimum those people can escape, the soldiers see him and without saying anything about the stupidity of this child who thinks he can stop them. Though the boy's conviction would be enough to move a mountain, One of those adults I only took one kick to send him to the ground and another throw him a few meters and a little more leaving Tyron on the ground writhing in pain to see the look of his attacker who now pointed at him with his weapon willing to kill him before doing so the soldier looks at him with a smirk at Tyron and already willing to add one more victim to the Garlen massacre.
The brave Tyron can only watch as the man and girls leave the place without even turning their heads to see how they end up with their hero. " It's my end I'm going to die, is that how I should die? At least I was doing a good deed," the boy thought as a bullet fired at him...
... when in a second something happens that would convince even the most atheist that God and miracles exist. Tyron, disbelieving, contemplates a man of about 30, apparently standing in front of him and defending himself with nothing more than a knife from one of the nearby restaurants in Ahi.