What the hell is this?! (H2Ovanoss)

Chapter 18

(Art by NinetailfoxG from Twitter)

"Holy shit?!"

Some guys started to fight while the crowd cheered and chanted as they watched them throw punches at each other. Jonathan stood beside me with his mask lifted up a bit, only showing his lips. He was smoking.

"What are they fighting for?" I asked him curiously as we watched. "For trash talking each other." He told me with the huge puff of smoke coming out of his mouth. I look up at him and then down at the two guys that were fighting. "Let's go, we are gonna miss the game." He told me as he grabbed my forearm and dragged me with him.

I was still kinda limping, but I already got used to it. "When I said we were gonna play game, you won't be the one playing, I will. This game is also about fighting." He told me. "Whats the price?" I asked him. "You." He said. "Oh okay...wait what?!"

We enter a small dirt area with people getting ready for the fight. "Who are you gonna be fighting with?" I asked him a bit unsure about all of this. "Your real PCTs. We made a little deal if I win I get to keep you and if they win they get to keep you." He told me as he lowered down his mask and stepped on his cigarette.

"It took you long enough to come Delirious. Where's the boy?" A guy with slightly blond hair and with an Swedish accent said. "Right here Pewds." Jonathan said as he pat my shoulder.

"Why hello there Evan. We will get you back." He told me with a reassuring smile. "As if." I heard Jonathan mumble out and take me towards a chair making me sit down. "Stay here and don't move. If you try to run off, I will fuck your ass." He threatened me. "Don't you mean beat?" I said. "Nope, I will fuck that ass of yours." He told me as he walked off to the center of the ring with another guy that was wearing glasses and had red fluffy hair.

"Ready clown?" The red haired man said with a slight grin. Jonathan just stayed quiet and stood there, ready to fight. A guy with a white mask came up to me and checked if I was okay. "You're Evan, right?" He asked me as he saw my bandages leg that were already soaking wet with my blood.

"Y-Yea...but you can call me Vanoss since we are in a dangerous place filled with murderers." I tell him in a low whisper. "I'm Cry, one of your actual PCTs. The guy fighting Delirious is Mark. The guy with blond hair and Swedish accent is Felix, but you can call him Pewdiepie. Sean is somewhere around here, but you can call him Jack." He told me so I nod understanding.

His mask of his had a serious expression like two dots and a straight horizontal line underneath them. He even had a little swirl of hair.

"Cry! The cops are coming in close so we have to hurry with this shit." A guy with green hair and brown eyes came up to us as he said that. "Got it. Thanks for calling them." Cry told him and then helped me get up.

"You guys know that this is like a suicide mission that you guys are doing." I told them with a slight chuckle as they helped me walk towards a grey car. "We know." Jack said with a slight grin. Felix was already in the back of the car with a pistol in his hand.

"START THE CAR!!"

We all look over seeing Mark running towards us quick with an angry looking Jonathan chasing after him with a god damn pistol in his hand. Jack opened the door quick letting Mark jump in and close it immediately. "GO GO GO!!" They all yelled at Cry who tried to drive off.

"It won't go!!" Cry yelled out as he looked out the side mirror, seeing the back tires flat with no air in them. "SHIT!!" They all curse out as they got out with Felix still holding the pistol with shaky hands. I got out with them if they might need help of some sort.

People were watching the huge scene that we were creating. "Fucking shoot him Pewds!" They yelled at him. "I don't know how!" He yelled out. "Fucking retards." I mumbled as I took the gun and aimed at Jonathan who stood there aiming the gun at us.

"As if you will shoot me Vanoss! Come on! Shoot!" Jonathan yelled out as the guys hid behind me scared. "As you wish." I said to myself and pulled the trigger hitting his shoulder.

"You can do it Vanoss!!"

I look over seeing JP standing there, cheering me on with his buddies right by his side. "One you guys have a knife or something that can be sharp?" I asked the guys behind me. "I have an empty glass bottle." Mark said as he handed it to me. "Perfect." I grin behind the mask.

A loud crazy laughter filled the quiet area so I look up seeing Jonathan laughing by himself with his hand slightly covered with blood from his shoulders. "Come at me bitch! I ain't afraid of you!" I yelled at him as I kept aiming at him.

"I never was afraid of you." I mumble as I pulled the trigger multiple times at him, but he dodged them swiftly just like The Matrix. "Shit...I'm out of bullets." I cursed underneath my breath.

All of a sudden I felt my body hit the floor hard with Jonathan on top of me, getting ready to hit me. "Not so tough anymore huh." He told me, feeling him smirk down at me. "I'm not that strong than you, but I am smart. Canadian power!!" I yell out and smash my head against his and swung the empty glass bottle onto his head, breaking into pieces.

He gripped his head tightly seeing more blood on his hands. "Oh shit! He is actually beating him." I heard JP say with the loud chanting crowd.

"Come at me bitch. You are messing with a fucking Canasian asshole." I tell him with a chuckle as I grin wide behind this owl mask of mine.