Chapter 11

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Chapter 11

We stop, and pull up to the school. "What the hell are we doing here," I ask. The driver responds, "We have a teacher that works here, she is great for discipline and torture. Known to get even mutes to tell her what she needs to know." I smile, this woman sounds super cool. The guy next to me starts talking, "She also gets her boyfriend back. Only because she agreed to take on you. He'll be in there with you...well after you go in of course." I smile, this is going to be a fun little adventure. We go into the school and go down into the basement and further and further down. Some random guy starts talking, "You'll go through the first few torture specialist, then you'll make it to the master." Master? Weirdos. I walk into the first one and I see the biggest dude ever. He's the lowest level? I get tied down, by some rather flimsy ropes, and he smiles at me. "Maybe I'll just rip you apart," he says creepily. I easily break the ropes and hop up. "You can try," I say. He walks to me and then swings. I take the punch and instantly regret it. He punched me hard, like hard. I spit the copious amount of blood out of my mouth and size him up to find a weak point. I see a scar protruding from his shirt, just a little visible at the very top. I grab one of the weapons he planned to use on me and I drag it down his back. He screams and I can see that the scab has re-opened. A plethora of blood surrounds his body and I slump down to the floor, that punch really has me winded. My vision becomes blurry, but not before I see someone coming in. Their face is covered with shock, it's almost like they are scared. Someone else comes into the room and drags me into another room. I don't really know if I'll be able to do this again. What if this person has more skill in combat? I can't doubt myself, not now. I need to be confident in this very moment more than I've been confident in my 16 years of life. I try to stay awake and clear my thoughts, clear my head, my vision, but I can't. I slowly feel myself slipping out of consciousness. Someone comes in I can hear that, they get close to me. Then splash, I'm completely covered in ice cold water. I spring back into the real world and when I open my eyes I see her. The so called master, but I know that face, I know that face from somewhere. She, she means something to me. That's...

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