Chapter 15

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     Welcome back friends. But not really I don't even no your name but none the less. I hope you like chapter and the whole story for a matter of fact. In this chapter Z gets in a fight with Axle. By the way 300 views!! Thank you guys.

      This time I woke up in Terminal X I was in a cot instead of handcuffed to a pole. The room was lightly lit with a candle. I was still in my clothes from before , but barefoot. I got out of the cot , and walked out of the room.

         I was outside. There were three boys sharpening arrow heads. They stopped and looked at me while I walked past. Even though I'm use to people looking at me , because of my appearance. However, I felt it was something else. They think I look like their captain or something. I guess I don't meet their standards.

        After wandering a little bit I saw Michael, Spade, and Axle sitting around a campfire eating. I walked up and Michael smiled when he saw me while Axle just glared.

        " Looks like Sleeping Beauty has a awoken," Axle said. " Just in time i couldn't stand the snoring". I just rolled my eyes. What's his problem?

         " Hey," Michael said getting up from his seat. " Glad your up,".

         " Me too," I said. " How long have I been out ? ".

         " About three hours," he said.

         " Oh ,"I said. After that it was just awkward. We just kind of looked at the ground until Spade broke the silence.

         " Do you want something  to eat?" Spade asked gesturing to the chicken leg.

          " Um thank but no thank you I --," I started to say.

         " But what princess?" Axle stood up and got in my face. " Our food to good for you?"

          " What?!" I exclaimed. " Not at all!"

         "  Oh yeah?" he said. " Show me what you got,". He pushed me back. Everybody stopped and was watching us. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Michael getting up. No I thought. I don't need him to fight my battles. I can do this.

           We both put our fists up. There was crowd surrounding us.  I saw Michael pushing his way through the ucrowd, but was stopped by Spade. She put her hand on his chest to hold him back.

            " No," she said simply.

           Axle and I started moving in a circle never taking our eyes off each other. The crowd was chanting " Fight! Fight !"

           " Axle this is cra-." I started to say.

          BAM!

            Axle punched on the face. I stumbled back into the crowd due from impact. They pushed me back in flying towards Axle. My body hit his , and I fell down.

            " You don't belong here," he spat at me. I started to get angry. Who is he to judge me like that? He doesn't even know me. I don't even know me. And that's when I lost it.

             I got on my feet fast. In one swift movement I gave him a well deserved punch. It left him a little dazed and that's when I made my next move. I grab his arm , and flipped him.  I pinned him down to the ground and smiled in my victory. Who knew I had this strength? I felt good.

            I heard some cheers and some woos. I looked over , and saw Michael smiling , and an approving nod from Spade.

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            Michael and I were sitting on the bed I woke up in. " You don't think I was too hard on him?" I asked .

         " Not at all," he said reassuring me. " He had it coming,".

          " I still feel bad,".

          " Don't be ," he said giving me a hug. I felt really uncomfortable and awkward. Luckily there was a knock , and Michael released me from his grasp to see who it is. It was Axle , and I don't think I have been this excited to see him.

          " You wanna be in our team?" Axle asked. I nodded and stood up from the bed. " Well follow me for your initiation ".

          " What do I have to do skin a chicken? " I mockingly asked. " or make a basket out of hair ?"

           " No worse ," he said. " You have to fight off Spade,"

          

          

      

            

         

                                                                          

 

   

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