Minoru didn't know what was going on. He heard the loud shriek, though, and the boy chasing him felt it. His skateboard wavered before he tried to skid to a stop, loosing his footing and falling off, the skateboard clattering away from him.

“God damn it!” he growled. “What the hell are you doing, getting in our way?”

Minoru had stopped, turning back to face the unlikely pair. The woman seemed to be a bit taller than the boy and, if he was honest, was quite pretty. Truthfully, he wasn't sure how he felt about seeing this woman about to fight the younger boy. Instinctively, he wanted to step in. He knew he'd be no use against this one, though. He'd seen people like him in the city before. Not just that, his crimson red jacket and red bandana signaled him as one of Homura, the local gang that terrorized the town.

After a moment, his decision was made. He wasn't moving down the hall anymore, he was moving towards her. Grabbing her wrist, he tugged her in his direction. “Come on, you shouldn't fight him,” he said, trying to get her to come with him.

The boy saw his chance at this. Dashing forward, he grabbed his skateboard as he went, jumping back on and shooting at the two with a surprising amount of speed. As he was closing the distance, though, he skid to a stop, hopping up and letting an odd red energy spew from the end of his skateboard, almost like flames. They lashed out, racing towards the two of them.