The promise and the devil

I was seven and He was six years old. He was bleeding through his thin wobbly nose when I first saw him. He was 6 but does not have that height of his age.But his face...those ocean blue eyes blue enough to swallow the whole sea and skies full of furious rage and those bleeding lips pulled back at a snarl...I then accessed the situation...a girl was lying helplessly behind him trying to get up...she was a bit disheveld and does not look older than 10...and then in front of him was 5 boys all older than him and older than this girl...I made a educated guess and then shouted"Hey...Pick up someone of your size". They all laughed. Why wouldn't they? I am bigger than him but still a whole lot smaller than those thugs. Their smile remained smug and rude. They all turned towards me. I can hear my heart like a old train. I could either panic or save those 2 people. It was never a decision to make. They said something between themselves. For sure some cruel lines about how they are going to torture us both. But I could not hear those ive rtge ringing if my ears. I looked at the broken pipe near me and threatened them with it.