[b][u]Nathaniel G. Terotrax[/u][/b]

What he thought would be the end of danger for the little girl, however, was completely incorrect. Much to his surprise, she suddenly punched his face, and quite harshly, too.

"Y-OW!" Terotrax cried, letting go of the girl in the process. "Wait- OH NO! Don't go, miss! Don't...! Aw, man..."

And just when he thought that the punch hurt him, he felt something else crash into his head, only this time it hit the back of his skull.

"Methinks you should've [i]hold[/i] her tightly!" Cortez, the captain of the Screaming Pearl, retorted with a clearly disappointed look. She, however, did not look so brave against the tall DJ. He did look sort of intimidating as well.

The boombox-wielding man sighed, scratching the back of his head with a power glove. But the sigh was quickly overshadowed by his great laugh. He decided to pursue after the girl, hoping that nothing would harm the student who seemed a lot younger than before. Cortez followed him, slightly amused by how the DJ was beginning to sing hip-hop music that seemed to speed him up.