Saving Madeleine

Chapter Four

Chapter IV

Madeleine's POV

I turned and indeed, there she was, surprise written all over her face. I furrowed my eyebrows. She was in The Black Hawks? Well that explains her slightly muscular figure.

Her hair was pulled from her face into a bun and she was clad in a sleeveless black shirt and tights. Before we could says anything more, Kim intervened, a stern look on her face. "Reunions outside please."

Emily nodded, slightly embarrassed before walking away with her notepad.

Kim muttered to herself about something she had forgotten. She clapped twice for attention and in a few seconds the room became quiet, all the whispers dying away.

"The 1st floor also has a cafeteria apart from the tattoo station. You can meet with the other hawks, including those of level 1 & 2 , for a chat whenever you want." With that, she turned around and walked to the lift.

Emily definitely wasn't in level 1, because she wasn't here with us before. So she must be in level 2 or 3.

As I was walking, my eyes to the ground thinking of what happened, the person in front of me suddenly stopped, making me crush my nose on his back.

I rubbed my nose trying to get out the irritating feeling.

"Oops sorry." Said the guy as he turned around. He had a strong jawline and green eyes which were framed with glasses. I couldn't help but think of how he looked so much like the princes in Barbie movies, only with glasses. "Are you alright?" He asked

"It's okay. It's my fault actually." I smiled sheepishly. After a second, I held out my hand "Madeleine."

"Chris."

I nodded, smiling as we continued to make our way to the room. Talking to other people felt so good especially after weeks of talking to teachers.

I was under the circumstances of 'talk and we kill', but talking to hawks is allowed, right? So here I am making the best of what I can.

The locker room had a plush cushion seat which ran along the walls and corners. There was enough room space for one to sit comfortably. Some of the hawks were sitting on it already. Above their heads were lockers. I guess the seat under every locker belongs to the person who had the key to the locker above it.

"I have locker 16." said Chris. "What's yours?"

I looked at my key. "Locker 14. Only a seat away. I wonder who has locker 15"

"9, 10, 12, 13,14!"

A girl with bright red hair stood at locker 15. She turned and I realised that she was the girl I first met when I entered the level 3 training room. "Hey!" I said, walking to her. "I'm Madeleine." I added when I realized that she didn't know my name.

She smiled." The name's Abigail." She looked expectantly at Chris who was standing behind me.

"Chris."

"Abigail.", she said, shaking hands with him.

I opened my locker to find a card in it. There was also a jacket, a shirt, two sleeveless tops, and three tights, and a baggy pant, all black. I picked a sleeveless top, one of the tights and my card and stuffed it into my bag.

I turned to look at Chris and Abigail. "I'm going to the cafeteria. You guys wanna come?", I asked.

"In a minute." said Chris, while Abigail nodded at me.

"We'll catch you later." said Abigail, and Chris waved.

We walked to the lift in silence, but my head was spinning. Was Abigail's family also killed? Was she forced to join the group? If she wasn't forced and her family wasn't dead, why was mine?