"A degenerate triangle is formed by three collinear points" The calculus teacher droned on and on about degenerates. Degenerates, Brandon thought to himself, like the thugs he had taken out the week ago. Brandon thought back to that day...

"So, looks like Darkhawk's come back!" The thug said.

"Darkhawk, huh? I like that name. I think I'll take it after beating you senseless!" Brandon, who had donned his Darkhawk armor ran up quickly to the thug and punched him in the head, knocking him out. Two more thugs came up from behind and Brandon's claws came out as one of the thugs attempted to plunge a knife into Brandon. The claws caught the knife, and Brandon used his free hand to punch the thugs stomach. He clawed the knife in half and did a roundhouse kick on the other thug. The last thug ran off, screaming about how he'd regret this and that he'd be looking for him.

"Brandon, pay attention please!" The teacher said to Brandon. Brandon looked over at Amy, who rolled his eyes at him. The bell rang and class went out as the students filed out into the halls. Amy walked up to Brandon.

"Sheesh, Brandon. You're definitely gonna flunk out at this rate!" She said to him.

"Ah, well Calculus is hard. And I've had a lot on my mind lately." Brandon said to her.

"Like what, when you have to listen to the Cure next? You're so lame!" Amy said.

"Yeah, whatever. You still gonna drop by my place to pickup your stuff later?" Brandon asked.

"Yeah I will, see you later, numb nuts." Amy said

Brandon watched as Amy walked off. She might be a bit condescending, but damn was she a looker. She had curly red hair and pale white skin and wore shorts that showed off her milky white thighs. Brandon lost his train of thought for a bit watching her walk off. He walked out of the school and began his walk home. Suddenly, he heard some commotion and ran towards it to see what it was. There were figures who were as large as the Legendary Hulk all standing around, Brandon ducked out of sight and listened in on their conversation