The Ultimate Revenge System

Chapter 5: A freebird

Mr. Smith grabbed Gavin by the collar when got closer.

“Don’t ever talk to me in that manner!” he bellowed, his voice echoing through the living room.

Gavin stared back at him, his jaw tight but his lips sealed. He knew there was no reasoning with Mr. Smith when he was like this.

Mr. Smith tightened his grip, shaking Gavin slightly. “I’ll ask you one last time. Where have you been?”

Before Gavin could respond, Austin entered the room with his trademark smirk.

“Dad, I’m sure Gavin was out there stealing again,” he said, his tone smug. “Did you know he took money from the school fundraiser and then returned twice as much after Principal Moore threatened to kick him out?”

“What?” Mrs. Smith appeared in the doorway. “What’s going on?”

Austin gestured toward the driveway. “Mom, have you seen the bike parked outside? That’s Gavin’s. And if you ask him I’m sure he won’t say where he got the money to buy it.”

Mrs. Smith’s eyes narrowed as she turned to Gavin. “Is that true? Is that bike yours?”

Gavin nodded, still not saying a word.

“Where did you get the money to buy something like that, and where have you fucking been?” Mrs. Smith demanded.

Before Gavin could explain, Austin chimed in again. “See? He won’t answer because he’s guilty. I’m telling you, we have a thief under our roof.”

Mrs. Smith frowned. “Do you remember the money missing from the safe last week? What if Gavin is behind that too?”

“That’s enough!” Gavin finally said, his voice rising in frustration. “I didn’t—”

“Shut up!” Mr. Smith barked, his face contorted in rage. “You think you can talk back to me? After stealing from us? I’m going to make you regret ever stepping foot in this house.”

Before Gavin could defend himself further, Mr. Smith’s fist connected with his face, sending him stumbling backward.

“Dad, stop!” Gavin yelled, holding up his arms to shield himself. “I didn’t do anything!”

But Mr. Smith wasn’t listening. He landed blow after blow, his anger blinding him. Gavin tried to back away, but Mr. Smith strikes were relentless.

When Mr. Smith finally stepped back, his chest heaving, he pointed at Gavin with trembling fingers.

“You’re a disgrace,” he spat. “You’ll never steal from me or this family again. Lock him in his room.”

Mr. Smith called out to one of the house security guards. Two burly men appeared and grabbed Gavin by the arms.

“Lock him in there for a week,” Mr. Smith commanded. “No food, no water. Let him starve to death for all I care.”

Gavin struggled against the guards as they began dragging him away. His heart pounded in his chest, panic setting in.

Suddenly, a voice echoed in his mind.

[Revenge System: Warning, user in danger.]

[Revenge System: Activate Fighting Skill.]

[Fight mode downloading…]

[fighting mode activated…]

Gavin blinked, his vision shifting. It was as if everything around him slowed down.

He could see the guards’ movements before they happened, and a voice in his head directed him.

“Move to the left,” the system instructed, and Gavin did so instinctively, slipping out of the first guard’s grip.

“Strike now,” the voice urged, and Gavin spun, landing a sharp elbow to the second guard’s jaw. The man stumbled back, groaning in pain.

Mr. Smith stared in disbelief as Gavin fought off the guards with a strength he’d never shown before.

“What the hell are you doing?!” Mr. Smith roared.

Gavin didn’t answer. He moved swiftly, taking down the guards one by one until they were sprawled on the floor, groaning and clutching their injuries.

Austin, seeing the chaos, rushed toward Gavin.

“You’re not going anywhere!” he shouted, lunging at him.

But Gavin was ready. He sidestepped Austin’s attack and delivered a punch to his stomach, doubling him over.

“That’s for lying about me to everyone,” Gavin said coldly.

He grabbed Austin by the collar and landed another punch squarely on his jaw. “That’s for stealing my girlfriend.”

Austin stumbled back, clutching his face, but Gavin wasn’t done.

He stepped forward and delivered one final blow that sent Austin crashing to the ground.

“And that’s for humiliating me,” Gavin said.

The room was silent except for the groans of the guards and Austin. Gavin turned to see the shocked faces of Mr. and Mrs. Smith.

“I’m only sparing the both of you because you’re old.” He said glaring at them.

Without another word, he stormed out of the house and jumped onto his bike. The engine roared to life, and Gavin sped off into the night, leaving the house—and the chaos—behind him.

As the wind whipped past him, Gavin felt a strange sense of freedom. For the first time in years, he wasn’t the victim. He had fought back, and it felt incredible.

[Revenge System: FIGHTING MODE SUCCESSFULLY UTILIZED.]

The system’s voice echoed in his mind, and Gavin couldn’t help but smile. This was only the beginning.