Silenced

XIX| Fight

After maybe three or fours hours in that classroom, going through two other teachers, we finally were free to get some fresh air. It also happened to be part of our 'training', whatever that meant.

I stretched softly, causing my back to pop a bit.

Then, Ash's sister walked into the room, a bright smile on her face.

"Come on! Trainings already started." She chirped, almost happily.

I looked at my pack and they all looked a little weirded out, even if Viper held a smitten look on her face.

Quickly, we followed her out of the house into the huge ass backyard... Where there were a lot of topless guys and girls.

I looked at Mr. David's sister with a raised eyebrow.

She shrugged, not seeming fazed in the slightest.

"It helps keep them cool. You can take off your jacket-"

"No." I glared at that. I wasn't taking my jacket off... Not so these fuckers could see it all...

The woman frowned, taking a step back.

I sighed and streatched slightly, trying to relax my body... But the chances of that actually happening were slim enough that not even paper could slid through.

"Charlie! What are you doing with these... pups?" A large, bulky man asked, sneering at the last word.

 I chuckled at the nickname.

"Just some exercise, lovebug." I smirked at him, his brows knitting together in confused.

"The fuck?" His eyes then widen before shrinking in rage. "You're a fucking faggot, aren't you!" He screamed, loud enough that the sound of fighting all went silent. Not even the damn birds chirped!

I chuckled, stuffing my hands in my pockets as I tilted my head with a smirk.

"Nah, I'm fucking bi, dumbass. She's fucking the girls." I motion my head to Viper.

Instantly I heard her giggle out a happy squeal.

"Hell yeah I do! I love it when I real bitch gives me what I want!"

I snickered at that, bowing my head some as us four just started dying! She just knew what to say that would get us to be so immature!

Okay, okay... To be fair... It wouldn't take much.

The guy growled loudly, probably trying to 'assert his dominance'. His growl did send small shivers of fear, but I just pushed them down and looked up at him. All of our laughter now gone.

"Listen dude, I get it." My voice dropped any joking to it. I could feel the others loosing their own joking manner too. "You don't like people like us, well, I gotta tell ya... Tough shit. You probably fucked a trans, lesbian, fuck! Maybe even a bisexual girl!" I snapped, stepping close to him as a sneer formed on my face. "Now, you can either quietly keep your distaste to yourself, or you can get the fuck out of sight."

The man went red in the face, the air growing tense and sick.

Then he punched me in the face.

The sheer size of his hand tapping me probably could've knocked me down, the force of him actually hitting me was something else!

I grunted as I hit the grassy ground, which is an improvement from what I normally land on.

Slowly, I got up, him scoffing angerly.

"Little faggot can't even fight. Bet Daddy didn't teach him how." He lowered his voice into a teasing one, a mocking one.

That... Now that pissed me off.

"You're right, my Father didn't teach me how to fight." I told him a rather harsh voice, standing up. "My fucking Mother did."

He didn't get a second to think, he was on the ground with a black eye forming.

He growled and tried to tackle me, but I moved off to the side, kicking him in the ribs.

The bastard wheezed slightly before finally getting up and landing another punch to me.

Even though I was prepared for it, I still went to the ground, but I didn't care. I still didn't even as he kicked my stomach and ribs.

No one from my pack tried stop him, they knew better than to enter in on a fight that wasn't theirs... Or at least not till I say Tag.

With a swift movement of my leg, I nailed him in his prized jewels, causing him to howl in pain and double over. Using this, I sent a kick into his chin, knocking him back.

I rolled onto my feet, carefully getting up since my torso was in pain.

Blood was pouring out of his mouth, one hand holding his chin and another his balls.

"Fucker." I grunted, standing up straighter, rolling my shoulders back. "Stay away from me and my pack, or else you'll get something worse than some simple kick to the balls."

With that as a final warning, we left to go back inside, 'Charlie' didn't even bother on trying to stop us.