" Oh and would you look at that, out of time...hope to see you all again." and the channel five news finally ended...
Manchester, the united kingdom.
Thaddeus sat in the fine leather seat with his hands clasped together and pressed tightly to his mouth and his eyes fixed on the television screen that now contained nothing but static. How could his uncle do this to him? Send him to boarding school during the summer while the rest of the Knightfall family was busy dealing with this new sociopath. This room at the school had become his prison, promising uncle Quintus that he would spend the full term here without misbehaving. But there had been a change in plans, it was no longer an option to stay here, he had to return to his family, and stop this madness. Quintus would disapprove of course, no doubt leaving this place would be an annoyance for the young Knightfall.
Getting up from the seat he quickly removed the jacket of his uniform and also removed the dark red tie around his neck. Mobile devices were forbidden on the school grounds, but would that stop Thaddeus? Of course not. Walking over to his bed, Thaddeus firmly slammed the wooden frame of the bed that caused a box to fall from the bottom of the frame. Upon dragging it out he walked over to the door and used his necktie to wrap around the door handle and tie the other end to the bolted lamp beside the door. "I do hope you forgive me uncle.." He said with a sigh of exasperation as he was back over to the box and popped it open. Inside was his red, green and yellow costume along with a cellphone, he picked up the mobile and started to dial.
After a few moments of waiting for the phone to dial, a knock was heard on the other side of his dorm door. "Master Knightfall? I am to tell you that you are to join the rest of the students for dinner" A refined old British accent spoke from behind the door. Thaddeus did not respond to the man, instead focusing on his call. "Good evening Manchester airlines" A lady spoke on the other side of the call. Thaddeus cleared his throat and attempted to make his voice sound as older as possible. "Yes hello, I would like to book the nearest flight to Manhattan please, first class under the name, Thaddeus Knightfall". The door knocked once more before the handle turned and the door was attempted to be opened, however the necktie ceased the door from moving another inch. "M-Master Knightfall!? What is the meaning of this?" The man said on the other side as he tried to force the door open once again.
Thaddeus walked over to the door and made himself visible through the small gap, the butler sighed in relief and knelt down to speak with him through the crack. "Ah master Knightfall, why on earth is this door stu-Guh!" He groaned loudly as Thaddeus reached through the crack and poked the butler's neck, hitting a specific pressure point with his two prime fingers, this put him into a powerful sleep instantly, slumping forwards while snoring loudly and slamming the door shut with his body. "Sorry about that, did you book it?" Thaddeus asked. "Of course, Mr.Knightfall, your first class seat as been placed. And how would you like to pay for this method?". The child chuckled while walking back over to the box with his costume and packed it, along with other essentials into a black bag. "Just forward it to the Knightfall family account we have with your airline..".
Thaddeus hung up the phone and and dialed another number, it was that of the Knightfall residence, he already knew that nobody would pick up but the answering machine. "Uncle Quintus, I am returning home, it's not up for debate.." He then hung up the phone again and stuffed it in his pocket. The youngest Knightfall walked over to the window in his room that was supposed to be sealed shut, and used his hones strength to break the locking mechanism on it while sliding the window open. "Right then, a man with a leathery face buckled to his head terrorizing New York...I miss home..." He said with a grin while leaping out of the window that was seven stories up...