The Only Ones (H20Vanoss) BOOK 2!!!!

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~•~•~•Delirious's pov~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~

" I'm going to try to cut the fabric until it comes off. There is no way to get it off by cutting wires or breaking it. The collar senses any way of trying to get it off, the shock makes the opponent so it can't come off. In this case I'm making small cuts so it's not alarmed of me trying to get it off." Craig explained. Terroriser nodded.

"I don't see any other way of getting it off without killing you or causing severe pain." Terroriser sighed. I could handle a lot of pain. But there way seems promising. Hopefully.

I felt a tiny flash of pain and I bit my lips.

"Shit sorry, the tip cut a little into your neck, its bleeding a little." Craig apologized. Moo came around and looked at it. It was fine.

"Half way done." Craig breathed. He kept still motions and proceeded with caution.

"It looked like you have burns all around your neck, I can put Aloe vera on it and bandage it. Aloe helps with sunburns or any burn." Moo explaind. I looked at Vanoss and he seemed guilty.

"Its not your fault Vanoss." I explained. He nodded slowly but I knew he didn't believe me. He always beat himself up. So did I though.

I heard the beep and dove away from them. Craig frowned and ran a hand through his hair.

"I'm so sorry." He apologized again. I smiled and tensed up. The shock came again. It blurred my vision, made my body freeze, and it made me hurt inside. It felt like a sharp pain traveling all over your body and striked by the heart directly.

I pounded on the floor and growled. I didn't want to scream out. I felt myself slowly regain control and I took deep breathes.

"Your fine, let's keep going. Your going good." I encouraged and crawled over to him. Vanoss got up and sat next to Craig. I layed my head on his lap up made sure my neck was still. Vanoss played with my hair and if I wanted i could fall asleep like this.

"And done!" Craig yelled. I scrambled away and felt my neck. It was really off. Tears of joy fell from my eyes and Vanoss slid down next to me.

"Its off Vanoss!" I exclaimed and threw myself onto him. He hugged me back and he was laughing.

"What do the tattoos mean?" Lui asked. I looked down and realized I didn't have my jacket on. Vanoss didn't either.

"We've been friends for a long time, we actually game together so it stands for player 1 and player 2." Vanoss lied. I nodded and rubbed it. I forgot about it. They marked us. I never understood what it meant. Gamer 1 and 2, or a chess pon. We all the other Pons are the scientists side other people working there. Edith is the one playing, moving the prices around, controlling us. But who's she playing agaist?

I smiled and nodded. Vanoss held his arm out and I did too so our tattoos were stacked on top each other.

"For being criminals do you guys train a lot?" I asked. Tyler nodded.

"We train every night, if we feel tired than we take Wednesday off." He said.

"What day is it today?" I asked. They all looked confused.

"Acually whats the date?" Vanoss added on. We were in there for like 3 months or more. I lost count.

"Its March 20, a Thurseday." Wildcat answered. It's been about 4 months that we've been in the lab. 4 months they tortured and experimented on us. We looked at each other and laughed.

"We really put up with them for 4 months?" Vanoss asked. I scoffed and nodded.

"Too damn long." I sighed. I stood up and helped Vanoss up.

"When do you guys train?" He asked. Brian checked his watch and clicked his tongue.

"Right about now." He answered. They all got up and left to there room. We exchanged looks and shurgged our shoulders. We had on black athletic shorts and white t-shirts. I hated borrowing clothes but at least Vanoss and I were matching.

They came back from their room in workout clothes. They led us to a room that had a huge gymnasium. There was a fighting ring, weights, dumbbells, gun and knife ranges, and everything. It looked somewhat similar to the lab. They each went off on their own or in pairs and worked on skills. They seemed really good. I looked a how much they bench. They were benching 275! Thats a lot. But we could lift more. Vanoss could bench 420. Me on the other hand....I could only lift 350.

He was a lot stronger and smarter. I was faster and more clever. We each had our strength and weaknesses. Our skills and power are different but it level outs with each other. Both of us are at the same level, not one of us are more skilled its the same amount of power but in different ways.

I went over to the knives and examine a blue one. I picked it up and flipped it around. We weren't allowed to have a knife to play with. We always had boring ones that we had to specifically use for training. Vanoss picked up a gun and examined it as well. We smirked at each other. I picked up a lot of throwing knives and he picked out a pistol.

"Whoever hits the most targets in the head wins." Vanoss challenge. Piece if cake.

"Game on owl."

"Game on racoon."