"All it takes for evil to triumph, is for good men to do nothing."
Leo always appreciated having philosophy as his last class of the day. All the abstract concepts filled his mind, not letting him focus on his worries. Today was no exception. He listened with his full attention to the professor as he explained the two viewpoints. One said that inequality is what drove the human race forward; made people content and pushed those at the bottom to excel. The other argued that humans were made to work together, and that the best way for civilization to move forward was to move forward together. Personally, Leo found himself agreeing with the second person. Yes it would be difficult, yes it wouldn't work immediately, but what did? And as much as he hoped that it wouldn't effect him, the fact that he himself was a conduit still influenced his decision. Regardless, he believed a civilization built on someone suffering could never truly work. "Besides, it's awfully easy to say you're fine with inequality when you aren't on the bottom," Leo thought poignantly. He sighed deeply as class ended and began to make his way out. "Well, that was a fun distraction...while it lasted." Just as he feared, his mind was yet again filled with a single word: BIO-TERRORIST. He walked glumly down the main hallway when he heard the familiar sound of a beat down. Being the coward he was, he'd pretty much avoided them. But violence had surrounded him all his life. He'd hoped that college students would be more mature than that, and for the most part they were. If someone was getting beat up, then the only cause would be... "Eddy" Leo thought in concern. He made his way towards the sound and found that he had been correct. There stood Eddy Avondale, beating on one of his favorite victims. Terry was unquestionably the smartest guy in the whole university. Leo had always seen him as a role model, and Randy as one horrible black stain on a spotless school. The idea of people like Randy always made him shudder in disgust. Pandora had never been a fan of his; Leo had had to hold her back on multiple occasions in the past. That was how she had gotten her reputation as "psycho b*tch". Even if it was deserved, Leo had never appreciated it. Back then, he did what he viewed as the safest form of action: he avoided Randy like the plague. Life continued. Terry's bruises healed, and Randy hit other people. But today felt...different. There was something in the air this time. Randy looked determined to get the paper Terry was holding, and Terry seemed unwilling to bend. If no one helped, he would get seriously hurt, or worse.
Maybe it was the depression. Maybe it was the anger. But something inside Leo finally snapped. "This guy has had his way with our school since day one," he thought angrily. "And I'm tired of it." He began to move closer to the boys, reassuring himself in his mind. "Conduits have enhanced strength and speed. No powers, no suspicion." Eventually he found himself behind Randy. All the students still hurried out the doors, most gone by now; none of them paying attention. "Maybe this can work." Still, every corner of his mind was filled with fear. On any normal day, he'd be shaking in his boots. But today was not a normal day. With new conviction, he tapped Randy on the shoulder. 'Hey there Randy,' Leo spoke, a friendly tone in his voice (which was slightly quieter than usual). Randy then turned towards him with a sneer. Leo continued speaking. 'I see that you like picking on people who are smarter than you.' 'I have to say, I get the appeal.' 'After all, that must keep you real busy.' Given his tame reputation, Randy had definitely never thought that it would be Leo that stood up to him. Of course, just because he wasn't expecting it didn't mean he was any less angry. As his face began to contort with rage, Leo knew he'd have only a few moments of confusion before he retaliated. But a few moments was all he needed. He stepped towards Randy, simultaneously delivering a strong punch to his gut. With the wind knocked out of him, Leo followed it with a right hook, with enough strength to dent a locker. The blow pushed Randy into the wall, and Leo grabbed him in such a way that it looked as if he was supporting him. Leo then whispered into his ear: 'I don't want to see you hurting anyone here ever again. And if you even think about going after the family of me or someone I care about-'He then tightened his hold on Randy. 'Then you'll be announcing to the whole world that you got your ass beat by Leo Rambert. Don't forget that.' With that, he let Randy "slip" from his hands, his head hitting the floor in a satisfactory matter. 'I can't believe he just collapsed on me,' Leo muttered at his normal volume. He turned to Terry, who simply stared at him. Moving close, he said something quietly to him. 'Don't forget what I've done; took the risk when no one was willing. And one day, when you see someone in need, I hope you do the same for them.' With that, Leo then proceeded to speed walk out of the building as fast as he physically could, blending into the crowd as people surrounded the suddenly unconscious Randy.
Hands in his pockets, he slowed down once he had made it about half a block away from the school. 'I can't believe I just did that,' he said to himself, disbelief clear in his voice. 'I can't believe I just did that!' He had always deplored violence. But that had felt...good. Not only was it the thrill of winning a fist fight, but the fact that he was the underdog fighting for good. He could almost get used to that. Almost. "I can't get ahead of myself," he thought worriedly. "What if I'm not able to hold back my powers next time?" "What if my threat doesn't stop Randy from going after me?" He thought back to the fight. No one was looking. Randy's large body had absorbed most of the noise. He hadn't made any big moves. And, the whole thing had taken less than 9 seconds. All he could now was hope that that had all been enough. His mind was occupied by another large assortment of thoughts as he neared his apartment.