Chapter 3

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2008
Hope is now 7 years old and she started training in the red room when she was 3 . She has some troubles along the way with bullies and teachers. She is treated differently because she is younger than everyone but they underestimate the seven year old hope because this is unknown to everyone but she has her mothers determination and her father's survival instinct and both of their stealthiness (I think that's a word.) At just seven years old she is one of the strongest, she only needs a little push and she'll explode. Today was the day we would fight for the best black widow one will survive the other 27 will die.

Hope's pov
I woke up early again madam B doesn't come in to unlock us for another half an hour. I just lay there dreading the day ahead staring into nothing just the plain white tiles I see over and over again morning and night. That is until the door is flung open and in comes madam B as she strut's through the door as if in sync everyone in the room sits up waiting for the handcuffs to be unlocked.I look over next to me there was an empty bed there once was a girl called Lillian who had slept there but the other day she got pulled out of training by some guards and wasn't seen since.

After getting changed we were all in the hall eating our cold,sloppy porridge with a slice of apple and a cup of water. This is what we got every day so it wasn't a surprise. I sat alone in the corner of the room because no one likes me here and I didn't know why, was it because of my bright red hair or my age it could even be that I could beat most of them is combat. Sometimes it would get to me but the other times I know they have nothing against me. (When I mean age the oldest is 16 and their youngest was 12 so she was 5 years younger than the 12 year old and 9 years younger than the 16 year old).

When we walked into our first lesson of the day we lined up in our straight lines not one person out of place. I watched two people go onto the fighting mats over and over until it was just me an another girl who hadn't fought. One always win and one loses either in the hospital room or a dead body bag. There are 13 girls left (this is not including her and the girls hope is about to fight). So if she wins she will be the 14th girl and they will be split again into groups of two until only one girl is left.

I walk up to the mat with the other girl. The girls name is Anna she is one of the girls that bullies me. The teachers walk away to let us say some final words like they did to all the rest. Anna immediately said "Say your goodbyes because we all know your going to die you the little scrawny seven year old you probably can't even get a punch in!" Most of the other girls burst out laughing I start speaking which surprises everyone "well it's funny that you think that because you don't know me at all or my full potential not to mention my mother and father were the face of hydra and red room because yes I remember them perfectly because my mind it too powerful for them to just erase the memories of meeting my mother and father for an hour when I was 2 I am just to strong for that so I suggest you say your goodbyes because I inherited my mothers determination and strength and my father's survival instinct and not to mention both of their good moves goodbye Anna!" Everyone stands there in shock as the teacher walk back over. We wait for five minutes then we hear madam B shout "BEGIN"

A.N sorry for not updating I have had my end of year tests and have been busy with revising and I hope this sounds right as I said before this is my first ever book I have wrote
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