Chapter 1

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( Authors Note: I've hit a roadblock with together so I'm writing this now B))) don't worry I'll finish it someday.. someday.. )

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Knife stared into the water, throwing rocks to watch them skip, it calmed him, the dock calmed him. He felt quite safe there, no-one bothered him there, not the contestants, not MePhone and especially not- 

" Hey Knifee~ Where's my protein shakee~ "

Him. He turned around to see the annoying, golden figure towering over him.

" Make it yourself Trophy " Knife groaned, he was so done with Trophy's bullshit.

Trophy coughed twice and pulled out a photo, a photo showing Knife playing with a Dora doll. 

" You're stepping out of line, Knife. Remember, when you step out of line, I show the photo to eveeerrrryyyone~ "

Knife snorted.. then sighed, he was stuck working with him unless he wanted Trophy to show all the contestants that he plays with " gIrLy " toys.

" Fine, I'll get you your stupid drink.. " He said in defeat, he wanted to knock that smug smile off that stupid Trophy's face but he couldn't, it drove him mad

Knife dropped all the ingredients in the blender and started up the machine, all the things he put into it twisted into a yellow liquid.. almost.. goldish.. like Trophy, images of Trophy being shred flashed in his head, no reaction, screams of agony echoed yet still, no reaction..

" .. that's.. an awfully brutal thought.. "

Knife's emotionless face turned into slight worry, all sounds blocked out, all he could hear was the blender and his thoughts.. thoughts of Trophy dying. Knife turned off the blender and everything came back, contestants voices, their footsteps, the breeze, everything he blocked out. 

Knife poured the shake into a cup and walked over to Trophy, he was lying down on a lounger, sunglasses on with sun beaming right down on him, Knife blocked the sun from reaching him, instead covering him with a dark shadow.

" Here's your shake " Knife's voice sounded slightly annoyed.

" If you want me to thank you, you're gonna need give me my sun back "

Knife groaned and moved out of the way, restraining himself from bashing that jock's face in. He walked back over to the dock and continued throwing.. just with a little more force..

..a LOT more force. 

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