#Shipped

six.five

In the heart of the country lay a fair sized house. Not too many trees enclosed said house, just enough to not get an uneasy feeling about the area. You could hear an abundance of different animals nearby, which made the deserted house seem slightly less lonely, yet all the more creepy.

The house itself radiated uneasiness, if that were even possible. Anyone who looked at the driveway (which was growing grass between the gravel) would think whatever led up to the end, was abandoned. The house looked that way as well.

The paint that was once glowing in the sun, was now chipping off and fading in colour. The only thing that was paid little attention to, was the single letters carved into the paint.

B & S, A, K, Iz, R and N.

Besides the letters strewn across one of the wooden boards, the house itself had no life left to it; it only looked dead and abandoned, though it wasn't completely. This was where they hid. Nobody knew about them, and nobody would ever know about them.

A man in a hooded, black cloak stood alongside a chipper, turning it on and off repetitively. It was clear he was checking to see if it worked.

It wasn't long before he left the chipper and began checking the axes to make sure they were still in good shape. The rust was beginning to form, as the axes were left outside for a few months.

The cloaked man peeled off his gloves, to make sure he could carefully check the axe he had in hand.

Unfortunately, he was so engrossed by his activity, that he failed to noticed the crunching of leaves behind him.

Someone was coming.

A girl whom matched him, dressed in the same, black cloak came walking out of the house at a quick speed. She had a serious look on her face, completely defacing her normal personality.

"K," the female breathed out. You could see her breath floating in the air as the spring wind was blowing harshly.

"What do you want now, Iz?"

The female let out a breath of frustration. K never seemed to listen to her, or take her seriously. However she felt as thought she couldn't be too offended by K's lack of attention towards her. He was always distant, unless he had a good idea to share, or to make side comments. He didn't often spend free time with the group. He'd join occasionally for the fun things, but usually only for planning.

Iz pushed some left over snow around with her Doc Marten boots. She kept her eyes on K, as the axe was still in his hand. She would never admit it, but she would always feel uncomfortable around K and his weapons. They weren't exactly a clean mix, especially when he was angry.

"The group came up with a final plan on a way to get rid of Jace." She paused and looked up at K. "For good."

K put the axe back on the side of the house. A small smile appeared on his face, the first in a while.

The small group had been planning to get rid of Jace for as long as they could remember. They needed a full proof plan, however little did they know they'd been thinking over it harder than necessary.

Without another word, K followed Iz into the rickety, old house.

The inside was much different than anyone would've thought. It looked renovated; new and modern. There wasn't much furniture laid out across the bungalow, but the couch, TV, table and appliances that were there, worked perfectly.

Iz and K walked through the kitchen and into the living room where everyone sat.
K threw off his cloak, tossing it on the couch beside a few other members. Iz copied his actions, hers strewn on top.

Two other female members stood in front of the group, a white board beside them. They looked to be discussing the plan. There was black marker already drawn with on the board. Because of this, K ignored his confusion. He knew he'd be explained to soon enough.

The two girls were the leaders. B & S, S & B. They weren't the closest two in the group, but they were very good with making plans, hiding things and finding information they weren't suppose to know at all. They were sneaky and smart that way.

"Alright. We finally found a plan!" B clapped her hands together, a small smile spreading across her face. As she turned to the whiteboard, her ponytail nearly smacked her in the face.

Everyone stared at the girls, awaiting their next instructions. "Before getting into this, we all know who's next right?" S asked, glancing across the small crowd. Everyone nodded.

The two girls were delighted. Their plan was finally about to begin, about to work... hopefully.

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So this chapter was probably very confusing. Its totally okay to be confused; things will make sense later, I promise!