Split

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Celeste

I walked into the hell hole called school. People, I don't like them. They think about you, judge you. I walked unnoticed by other people trough the halls, to my locker. First subject math, great. I hate it. I walked to the class and sat down in the back. Layed down my stuff on my table and waited until the teacher starts the lesson.

-Time skip-

I walked out of school, finally out that boring hell hole. As I walked home I noticed someone following me. I brush it of and walk further.

As I was a few blocks from home I noticed that the person was still behind me. I sighed, annoyed of this bullshit. I mean come on. Can't I have one free day. I pretend not to notice the figure As I walk further. Almost home.

The figure comes closer until they were a meter or 2 behind me. I stop and turn around. After seeing their face I say: "Can you stop following me Carisa?" Carisa, the big bitch in the school, a rich dad and a big ego. A typical bitch. She likes to bully me a lot.
"Why? I can do what I want" she says in a tone that makes me throw up. "Well it's creepy, just stop." I say raising my voice at the end. Confidence laying in it.

Then the next thing I see is a punch to my face. I hold my hand to my jaw, where she hit me. Man that did nothing. I look up at her as she is taller with no emotions, well maybe a little confusion. No sign of pain. Carisa looked shocked. I begin to smirk at the sight.

She doesn't like that and just throws another punch. Again I don't react. Like come on, at least try. "Done?" I ask in a bored but annoyed voice. She looks down at me and walks away, furiously.

That's not the first time she slapped or punched me, but I just pretended to be hurt. This body is just trained to endure pain. Faking pain is a common factor in my life and I am getting quite good at it.

I walked to my home with no further issues. As I open the door I hear the television. I see my parents on the couch watching a serie on Netflix. I say a quick hello, walk to the kitchen, grab a snack and I walk to my room. Its a comfy black room with hidden spots everywhere for clothes for the other 3. Their actual gear are at other locations. 3 compounds one for every person. I think at this stage I am just gonna call them persons.

I just chill at my desk, eating my snack and making my homework. Until I get a message from Void's phone.
See how this works is that I have different phones, clothes, credit cards, stuff and buildings for every person. Its confusing at first but we got used to it.

Void

I got control over the body and look at my phone. A message from my 'boss' Jaden he is more my manager. He knows where fights are and informs me of them or invites me on the spot. With adress and all the other information I need.

Jaden: They're is a fight today 2:00 am at Beckerstreet 48. This one is imported so come!

Void: I'll come. Why is it important?

Jaden: Marine is there

Marine, a good street fighter and I really want to beat him. He has my respect and is friendly. I really want to be in contact with him but he doesn't fight here. Why is he here?

Void: Okay, I'll be there early

I sigh as I shut down my phone and go downstairs. I need to get my stuff: my outfit, mask and my bike. I say to my parents that I go out and step outside. I get in my car and ride to my compound, hidden in the industrial part of the city. I park my car and go inside. Grab my stuff, pack it in a bag and I step on my bike.

Voids bike:

(Not mine)

I ride to the location and step of my bike. I take of the license plate and walk in the building. I see Jaden there because he knows when I say early that I mean that I am going to go there already. Because training exists and I like to scout the building. I am a well known fighter and people have a bounty on me. I am to dangerous to be alive they say. Its the same for Ghost, but that's a whole different story, she's like a myth, for me people know I actually exist. I walk around until I am sure that there are no camera's.

I enter my room and change into my outfit. (Every fighter has their own room, because changing clothes exists. Also she has her helmet on all the time, or she has her mask on. No one knows her identity) a black hoodie, some tight but stretchy black pants, black flexible shoes and my mask. I tie my hair in a pony tail and put my hood over my head.

I walk to the area where the fights are going to be. As I approach 'the pitt' I hear someone fighting. There I see Marine training.

900 words

(A/N: sorry for the few people that are reading this, I don't update a lot and I am busy, because yeah school. So it is possible that chapters are really slow. Sorry about that, have a great day! Also 5 readers yey!)