*TW violence, gore*
Everyone gasped and went in. After we had eaten, everyone started looking around the room.
Chico and Marcus were messing around with plastic sticks.
I found a motorbike bike and leant against it, watching Petra make something. Saya strutted over eyes locked on the bike.
She pointed towards it and gave me a look. I smirked to myself.
It's time to have some fun.
Viktor set up the obstacle corse for me to do. A ramp, some spikes, and another ramp. Chico went up to Marcus.
"I bet 100 quid she can't do it.". Marcus smirked and held out his hand.
"Deal, you obviously don't know y/n.".
I took a deep breath and went.
Everyone cheered as I made it across.
"Chico, I think you owe Lopez £100." I said. Chico rolled his eyes and handed Marcus the money.
Jayden got up onto the bike and started the engine."No, Jayden, dont!" Katie screamed.
Jayden put his hand up and counted down from three. As he went, the monks came in and fired a gun at the bike.
The bike tipped, and Jaydens hand got ripped off he screamed in pain withering on the ground.
"Everyone, grab a weapon and fight!" I roared. I grabbed a sword and ran at the monks, ducking their blows.
I grabbed a monk and threw him to the ground. I turned around and saw Petra on the ground reaching for her club.
A monk came up to her and smashed an axe in her back. She screamed.
I ran over anger boiling up inside me. I swung the sword at his neck, slicing it open.
We were outnumbered and losing. "RUN!" Katie screamed, dropping her saw.
We all ran for it. Chico pushed Jayden out of the door.
We heard Jayden scream as he was stabbed by a monk.
"Why would you do that, Chico!" I yelled.
"He was in the way, and he was gonna die anyway!" Chico yelled back.
A monk came out of the door as I ran past, tripping me up with his cane. I fell to the ground, breath knocked out of my body.
I gasped for air. I rolled over just as the monk tried to stab me.
He picked me up and flung me over his shoulder and followed after the rest.
I pounded on his back as he went. He caught up with the others who were now hidden in the canteen.
The monk stopped and looked around. I heard a yell as someone jumped off the counter and stabbed the monk, causing him to fall as I fell to the floor.
I picked myself up and grabbed his cane, stabbing it into him and a few more times to make sure he was dead.
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Deadly Class: Chester Wilson
Roman pour AdolescentsBased on Deadly Class, a Marcus x reader. This is the first book of my series. TW will come up if there are any mentions of things such as blood, weapons, or gore. Disclaimer, I do not own any characters apart from Y/n and Katie.