Stephen ran into the highway. He suddenly saw a truck driving towards him, sounding its horn loudly.
     "Oops!", he jumped and climbed up the truck. "Hey! Who's this fellow in the strange costume?!", yelled the driver.
     From the top of the truck, Ratboy jumped and got hold of a street light pole. He swung himself to the next one and to the next...repeatedly. "Uuuh...Uuuh!", he exclaimed.
     While swinging from one street light to another, he saw a man being surrounded by men. Stephen stood one place to see everything perfectly.
     He noticed the man being surrounded was being intimidated by the rest to hand them over the briefcase he was holding. "Gotta help my fellow citizen", he went down from the street light.
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     "I'm telling you for the very last time, hand the briefcase over", the likely head of the bad boys warned.
     "I'm to take this money to my boss. I don't want to lose my job", the poor man pleaded for mercy.
     The head signalled one of the boys to bring out his knife. "Seems you're not a fan of words and peace but violence rather", he said. As his boy made a step to go stab the man with the briefcase, Ratboy jumped into the circle from above and quickly snatched the briefcase from the young man.
     "Here's the briefcase! You guys could have snatched him the briefcase without the dialogue and now you want to kill him?", he raised up the briefcase. "You guys would really need someone like me to teach you all these."
      Everyone was taken aback, seeing someone jumping into the circle from above with a weird black costume was enough to raise an alarm.
     "Firstly, who are you and how did you get in here?", the head asked.
     Stephen blabbered in a carefree manner. "Oh! Where are my manners? I'm really sorry...my name is Ratboy." The name amazed all. "I was watching you guys from this tree", he pointed at it. "It's where I landed from into this circle you guys created."
     "Secondly, what do you want to do here? Why are you trying to get involved?", he squeezed his face, slightly angry.
     "You've asked me four questions in total to be precise and you said secondly? Well...you don't look like someone that's educated...I totally understand you", Stephen said in a carefree manner, attempting to anger him.
     He squeezed his face even more;"What did you just say?"
     Stephen playfully acted being frightened by his face. "Oh! Sorry mate! I'm always saying the truth without reasoning the consequences first."
     "This is enough! Get him boys!", the head ordered his boys.
     All of them ran to attack him. "Oh! Oh!", Stephen quickly held the man he came to to help by the hand and jumped high up, away from them. They all clashed with each other.
     Stephen landed far away from them. "Do rats jump?", the briefcase man asked. He was surprised at how high and how long Stephen jumped.
     "No! It's one of the additional powers I was given", Stephen chuckled. He turned and saw the thugs walking towards them and warned the young man. He gave him the briefcase and said;"Hurry up! Run away, I'll take care of them."
     "Thanks man! I owe you a lot. I'd have been losing my job today", he thanked Ratboy. Stephen nodded in response and the young man ran away for his dear life...or job rather.
     The thugs stopped...they were very furious with Ratboy. "Hey! Ratboy! You're going to pay for what you just did. Mark my words!", one of them said.
     Stephen signified to them they should come beat him if they could.
     "Don't just stand there, beat him up", ordered their head, which was standing way behind them.
     They all began running towards Ratboy. "Oh yeah! My first fight as a superhero", he chattered.
     When they were close to reaching him, he jumped high up above them and landed in front of their leader. Their leader trued attacking him first with a punch but he quickly held his hand to his surprise.
     "You're shocked right?" Stephen paralysed him by striking both his shoulders with only the knuckle of his index fingers. He fell down flat to the ground.
     Stephen turned to the rest and laughed at them. "Your leader's really useless, he's already down."
     One of them replied;"If you think you're so good, face all of us at once. Don't jump above us again."
     Stephen bowed down. "My pleasure!", he agreed, "You can come over."
     They ran to him. They were six of them. Stephen paralyzed the first to approach him the same way and he fell down immediately.
     Stephen slided beneath the second, between his legs. He back flipped over the third and kicked him at the head from behind with his two legs by stretching them backwards. He punched the fourth across the face, carried him up and flung him to the fifth very quickly. They both clashed and fell down.
     The last one had the beating of his life. Stephen slapped him twice playfully at first. With his great speed power, Stephen punched him all round until he became dizzy.
     The second that nothing was done to ran towards them to help his friend. On seeing him coming, Stephen with a back flip, held the sixth at the neck with his two legs and threw him far away.
     The second was punching but Stephen kept on blocking all of them. He turned and saw the fourth and fifth carrying long sticks, coming to attack him.
     While dodging the punches, Stephen told the second;"Would have loved to spend more time dodging your blows but I've got company." He surprised the fellow with a kick at the chest that flew him all the way to his master. He landed on top of him, both groaning in pain.
     Stephen snatched the long sticks from both of them when they tried hitting him another time. When he did so, he quickly banged their heads twice with the sticks. The third ran in and Stephen brushed him aside with the two sticks.
     The other two then held his outfit but he escaped their grip by backflipping away from them and they let go of him.
     He landed on the ground and chortled;"You know what? I love back flips a lot."
     The two began running away because Stephen was still with the sticks. "Oh! Come on guys! Don't tell me you're running away", he playfully acted disappointed.
     He chased after them. "Strength activate", he said and his biceps became bigger. He used the stick and hit the first person and he flew away, crashing to a very big tree. He used the other stick and hit the other person and he flew away, falling into the culvert.
     Stephen then stopped and ran back to the third person he'd brushed aside earlier.
     "You're really a big fool", he mocked him and laughed. "Like really...you wanted to attack me with no weapons when I'm holding two sticks." Stephen then dropped the sticks.
     "Would have loved to finish you up but I'm fed up fighting with useless people like you guys." Stephen ran away. The man watched him as he left.
     "This dude is really powerful", he said.