It has been 2 days since the raid and I haven't acted how I would around the other's. Its like I've been more aggressive with how they acted around me.....but that doesn't matter right now. I know what I need to do and I have full intentions on going through with this. I'm going with what I believe in, what my gut tells me.
It's going to be night time soon in a few hours,I just have to act myself until then. I also need a few things from here so I can survive outside these walls. I walked over to where we keep the food. Ot was in a semi large, but not to large to be taking up to much space from the camp. I had my bag on me so I can take a few things with me on the long road ahead. I peeked inside and I didn't see anyone so I quickly and quietly made my way through the makeshift kitchen to where the stash of food was being kept. When I opened the hatch it was a bunch of food that are far as the eye can see: bread, can food, packed meat, and water. Just looking at the sight made my stomach growl.
I was now gathering the essential edibles that I needed. I heard someone coming in and I quickly put the last peace of bread in the bag a d went behind a counter table that was in the middle of the tent.
Tribe cook: Hello? Is anyone here?
I kept quiet and I snook my way past him.
Tribe cook: Hmmm, I could of sworn I had this closed. I swear if somebody was snooping around my kitchen I'm going to make sure that there throat is what we will be eating tonight.
Sweat drops where going down my face fast as I rolled out of the tent and quickly went back to my tent. I got in it and hid the food under the bed. I'm glad that I got out of there, because if I would of got caught by the chief I would of been a roast beef. I then went outside of the tent to make myself look normal and not seem suspicious, I should probably do some training.
I went to do some pullups on the pullup bar. For me pull ups have always been quite difficult, but I always pushed myself because I just wanted to get stronger to survive. I got myself ready and started to do pullups, after passing 15 my arms started to fell exhausted, but I refused to stop. I kept going and going and I made my way to 45. I could of stopped but I then did 5 more and my arms felt like nuddles for a minute.......actually more then a minute, maybe like 10-15 minutes. I then was about to talk to Nick, but I heard a voice that I wish I didn't hear.
Shay: Hey! Brat!
I then rolled my eyes back so far that my blood vessel where seen.....well that's a lie, but I just wanted to do that. I turn around and see Shay with 4 people walking behind him. Now, from what I could tell already (and from many movies and shows that had a most simular scene) that whatever he needed, hes probably gonna do something stupid.
Y/N: Don't you have anything better to do? Like anything?
Shay: I am doing something, I'm teaching you discipline.
I rub my eyes in annoyance as I contemplate weather to just knock his head off or go easy on him.
Y/N: So like, these guys here to be the audience or something?
Shay: Haha, funny. These guys are here to help me make sure that what happened a couple of days ago never happens again.
Y/N: As much as I would love absolutely pumble you any your little squad of fuck boys back there, I got better things to take care of.
Shay: It wasn't a request, its something that will happen anyway.
He then cracks his knuckles to try and act threatening.
Y/N: I wouldn't even imagine you touching me.
Shay: Ok brat, you asked for it!
He then swings his fist at me. I catch it and put his arm over my shoulder and fliped him on his back. One of his buddy holding a bat sung left and right but missed, he then slams down and I grab his head and headbutt him and kicked him down. Two others came and I punche on, kicked the other back, they got there gaurd back up and went at me again. I spin kicked one and the other tried to punch me, but I grabed there arm and I punched there ribs 5 times in different spots, but didn't break them. He then fell and they where all now on ground and in pain, I then see Shay get back up. Shays facial expression says alot of different things right now.
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The Tale of The Golden Ghost
FanfictionA 13 year old boy goes through life like normal, or what he calls depression. He gets treated like he is just plain out terrible kid for little things that could of been situated. One day the father had enough of his mistakes and said that he should...