stuck

Selection

After a few fights and deaths, I did not take a long time to realize that we fight is in age order, that means it is my turn soon. I never thought that I would ever kill someone, or at least try. Okay my turn, no feelings, just don't think, you can do this. My opponent was smaller than my but a bit older, we got a knife each and just stared and walked in a ring around each other. Hell, I can't do this. I looked at my father for a second and my opponent stabbed the knife against me, its on. At first, I just turned away and tried not to get hit, he just repeated to attack me. I had to end this, I started to swing my knife and I managed to cut him in his arm and make him defenseless, "finish now" the leader shouted, and so I did. Without thinking I had stabbed the innocent man, I did not know his name, nor if he had a family or a child, I took his life.

Survivors would be taken away from the arena immediately, I tried to get one last look at my father before the escorted me away to a kind of wooden cabin where the other survivors sat. we were just four guys, everyone looked so traumatized and scared. No one felt like talking, I could only pray for my father to walk in the door and sit down beside me.

Time passed, and the room started to fill up, no sign from my father and people his age and size are staring to show. I am too scared to cry, and I don't think it is smart to show weakness now. I guess we are around 70 people here now and the guards said the already had 25, so five spots are available. Ok focus, I got to stay calm. The door opened, and my father walked in, he had blood all over him and a big cut in his arm, but he was alive. I wanted to run up to him and hug him, never let him go, but no we just smiled to each other and looked away.

We sat in the room for a few hours before one of the guards came in and gave us pillows and blankets "sleep now, long day tomorrow" he said and closed the door. "we got to get away from her" a guy said, "yes but how?" some whispered everyone started to whisper and complain until my dad stood up "they have already killed almost all of us, and they made us kill innocent people, we should not start something that can get us all killed now, we should just start our new life here and do our best" he said, I could see people got mad and honestly I would never thought that my dad could say something like that. It starts getting quiet and people start to understand that we would never have a change at these guys and we would probably never get away from this island.

Start of our new life

Gosh, I think I am staring to understand why the guards barely wore any clothes, it is so warm here. I have absolutely no idea how much the clock is, but it seems like it is early in the morning so no reason to try the get any more sleep. The other guys started to wake up gradually, I haven't thought about it before, but it is no girls here, why wouldn't they have any girls? Or maybe they were the 25 people who were taken away yesterday. The guards opened the door and followed us out, we walked for maybe 15 minutes before we gathered in a big circle with the leader in the middle.

"congratulation and welcome, we hope you are excited to join our community. You are going to live with some families that are more than happy to take you under their wings and guide you. You are no longer being tested and you can do or say what you want to, but we have some boundaries which your family will tell you. You are going to live three and three with each family and you can self-choose who you want to be with. You will soon be put to work, we will have a meeting where you can help us find a job that fits you well and that you will like. Good luck and we will meet again."

My farther take my arm and hugged me, "we are living together, ok?" he asked with tears in his eyes I just nodded and hugged him back. I saw this boy who I spoke to when we waited in this room all alone, he looked confused and scared. I dragged my father to him "hey, do you want to live with us, Wyatt?" I smiled, "of course, thank you!" he answered and smiled back. My father reached his hand to Wyatt " John" he said, Wyatt greeted back "I am Wyatt".

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