Little black hunting hood

Chapter 2:

*pic on the side* its a what Jacqueline looks after the procedure.(but not as drawn of course.

The ride to the quarters wasn't the best. I hit my head three times and completely fell over when the car stopped at a red light. Four times.
Oh this wasn't going to be be good. You see whenever I'm hurt are in pain I get angrier and meaner.

Luckily by the time we had arrived I had long gotten myself into a crosslegged position and went through ten solid minutes of calming myself down. A.k.a chanting about murdering someone to myself.

The van rocked a bit and then I heard the doors open and was blinded by the bright light when the sack was finally taken off of my head.

"God damnit Eddie!" I hissed squinting my eyes. My vision was blurry but it was enough to see a confused expression forming on 'boss's' face.
"You were talking so loudly of course I would hear you! C'mon!" I got up and threw the long piece of rope that I had taken off of my hands long ago. Don't think I'm stupid, I had taken off the sack as well but the back was so dark I couldn't see anything anyway, and the idea of this type of situation seemed more badass.

I jumped out of the van and walked a few meters before turning around. "You coming or am I going to have to go myself?" I shout at the three dumbstruck black reapers. I rolled my eyes and continued walking in the direction of brick building.

I shivered. Now that I looked at it through my own eyes it reminded me of an abandoned hospital. There is nothing I hate more than creepy hospitals, probably because my mother spent her last hours in the arenas hospital and we couldn't do anything for her in her last moments.

I sigh as I hear heavy footsteps coming behind me. "Finally guys" I say turning around to face some stranger. A handcuffed stranger actually, he had a sack on his head too so I didn't see his face but he was definitely a man looking at his build.

My eyes wandered to his 'companions' to see them staring at me and a smile crept onto my face.

"Haya there, where are you going that gets you in such a hurry, sweeties" I said in a way-too-sweet voice. I was nearly impressed by my voice acting skills. Nearly.

Suddenly one of then had his big hands on my shoulder and was pushing me forward. Before I was even close to hurting my face on the rough gravel I shifted and somehow did a forward flip. You need to be born clumsy to find things like sudden flips useful.

"Holy fuck! Did you see that ?! Oh sorry your blinded by a fucking  potato sack." I said a smirk rising on to my lips. Before an actual fight could begin between me, the black reaper, who was in a sumo wrestler position and Mr. Sacked guy who was now struggling to free himself my three reaper came over apologize to their workmates and ran on into the building, dragging me with them.

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I sighed as I leaned back in my comfy black armchair.
"Can I have some cold water? Pleeease?" I moaned the third time in the last five minutes.

"If you fill those papers in we'll get you water and even a donut if you want to. Now shut up and fill the form in!" Eddie (aka black reaper 'boss') hissed at me.

I rolled my eyes but did as I was told. Well not exactly. I had already finished filling in the sheets, the only black space I had was for my arena name.

It was one of the most important rules. Secret identities. You could choose your arena name and makeover style but the team makeup was decided by the 'event masters' whick I liked to call the 'puppet masters' as they also controlled the monsters in the arenas.