"Hey girly, you look good, you want to hang out with me don't you?" said a man who had pinned a teenage girl up against the wall. She looked scared and screamed, "Won't someone help me?! Please? Help!" she turned her face away from the guy who had leaned in to kiss her.

"You! Unhand that nice lady! Villain! " the both of them looked to see who it was and why they had such a childish voice. There he was. Standing at a great height of 5 ft max, looking more like a 12 year old than his actual 17 years. He was accusingly pointing at the man and looked rather scrawny. His clothes were torn and he generally looked like he was homeless.

"Ha! you really expect me to think that a kid like you can take me on? You are an idiot!" at this point the dude let go of the girl who sunk to the floor in horror. Her "savior" was gonna be fertilizer in a minute or two and she couldn't help him.

After a while, this "villain" got tired of beating up this kid who really didn't know when to shut up. So he got up and left. The little boy with ice blue hair and ice blue eyes looked up at him, "Is that all you got mister . . . . " at the end of the sentence he coughed up a mouthful of blood. The man looked back and shook his head.

"Gotta learn how to keep your mouth shut kid . . . . " with that he was gone.

*****

"QC3! What happened! Why are you all beat up?" a women with black hair said, jumping up at the sight of her son beaten up and bleeding out his mouth. He turned and looked at her through his only good eye, "I saved a lady today momma . . . there was a man messing with her and I got him to leave her alone. . . . "

A man entered and looked at them both, "QC3! When are you going to learn that getting yourself beaten up is not going to help anyone or thing! your just wasting your days . . . . " QC3 turned and glanced at him, "Papa . . . " The man just sighed, "you should stick to what you can do QC3 . . . you live longer that way." he turned and left with that. QC3 turned to his mother, and beamed at her before falling over unconscious.

Slowly QC3 fell into sleep, tried from getting totally thrashed around.

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OK, so this is like my third story on here [not as Nicholas but whatever] so this is a little bit of me describing my character.

QC3---
QC3 is a 17 year old boy who has a girlish figure, is short enough to look like a twelve year old, and is constantly being mistaken for one. He hates it when guys try and hit on him because how he would put it, 'I'M NOT GAY!!!', but he eventually ends up being bi. Not that that matters yet.

updated Jan 19 by NicholasGimarelli