Fighters Club

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I walked into the forms and saw Pogo and Penny already sleeping. Must've been a long day. But I'm curious about their makeups. I hope they have the heart under their eye like I do. I really want a familiar face around me. It didn't take long for the pockets of sleep to engulf me.

*alarm clock goes off*

I slowly sat up in bed, taking in various new faces around me. Some had full makeup tattood on them and sume just had the lips and eyes done. Iaq1 looked at the people nearest to me. Fuck. No heart on their faces. Then two people approached my bed. Firstly I didn't recognise them but then I saw it. It was Penny and Pogo. Pogo had his face tattood white with black triengles like mine. And a heart. He had the heart. I sighed in relief and looked at Penny. She had bloody tears tattood under her eye and a heart exact same place as Pgos, by the side of their eye. I was relifed. I got up and hugged them.
Bang

The door shot open and the clown walked in. He looked at us three and pointed at the door. We looked at each other and started walking towards the door. The moon was out. I thought it would've been day but, it was darker than midnight. We followed him into a familiar tent, the one from the Naming Ceremony. As we walked in, I noticed a small door that I haven't noticed before. It had a small sign above it which I could just about read it: Fighters Club. The man gave a low grunt and then nodded towards the door. I motioned with my hands for the two to follow me, which they thankfully did. I walked to the door and came to a halt. I turned round to see their terrified faces nodding. I placed my hand on the cold handle and twisted. Opening the door slightly, I peaked through but couldn't see anything. Then I opened it fully and that's when I saw it. A group of teenagers, around 15-18 looking at us. They all had the mark. The room was brightly lit and I saw Jessica in the middle smiling and motioning us forward. Jessica gave us an evil smile then turned to talk to the whole group.
So, your all here for a reason. We have three newcomers. They are here to stay. Do not say a word to them until I allow you to. Group A go to lookout.
Group B, go get lunch and group C go train. I'll see you all tomorrow same time same place. - Jessica said, motioning to the doors. The crowd began to chatter then fell silent as they left the room. I looked at Penny but she looked just as confused as I was.
You have been chosen to be part of the Fighters Club, you have to complete various other tasks to ensure that the circus is safe. You must know all the rules: one, no talking outside of this room ; two, no freaking out ; three, being loyal and four, never disobey the rules. If you fail to do these tasks there will be punishments. - Jessica ended her speech and gave us all a warm smile.
What do you mean we can't talk outside the room? I asked, worried about the present.
Once you get put into groups A, B or C, you will get your voice back, unless you've already got yours but that usually never happens.-she said giving me a smirk.
How do we know our groups? - I asked, worried about the answer.
She laughed.
You will have to do three tests:one, fighting ; two, helping and three, protecting - she said smiling even more.
I nodded my head and allowed her to show us to the first test.

We entered a small room with clowns in, I looked at one of them but then it swung a fist at me. I've learned self defence in the first three weeks of camp so I punched back, knocking the clown over. The clown started laughing at I kicked it in the stomach. Then I saw it, a knife. The clown had a knife and was about to kill me. This isn't how I wanna die. I used my guts this time and kicked his arm, causing him to drop the knife. I quickly scooped the knife up and stood up. By the time I was up, the clown had another knife in his hand. It was now or never. I got the knife and stabbed the clown in the neck, aiming for the main archeries. Blood started pouring out of the stab wound and the clown hit the floor, but before hitting the floor he gave a last moan and died. Blood was spreading and was near my shoes. I took a few steps back and looked at Jessica. She had an, evil smile on her face.
On to test two, - Jessica announced.

We entered another room, but in this one, there were clowns on the floor, I'll and dieing, some injured. I kneeled down next to a girl with a deep cut on her leg. I ripped a bit off her top and tightened it around her wound. Then I looked at Jessica for any signs of activity but she just nodded.

We do not need to do test three. Your in group A:the fighters. You are serving to fight and kill those around you who seem like a threat. Trust nobody. - she said.
One question - said, Penny.
I looked at her in awe. She can talk.
Jessica smiled and nodded.
Penny took a deep breath.
What type of meat do we eat at dinner? I'm just wondering because I've never tried it- asked Penny.
Jessica laughed and nodded.
Oh I forgot to mention, the fighters go out at night and hunt for humans. The humans then get served up and eaten. - Jessica said, smiling. My jaw dropped. For the past few days, I've been eating  human meat. The thought caused a shiver down my spine. Then, out of nowhere, Pogo started screaming.
I can't believe this shit. We're stuck in the middle of nowhere and eat humans. This place is PSYCHO! - shouted Pogo.
Shut your mouth or you'll get punished boy- said Jessica, her mouth curling into a smirk.
YOUR FUCKING PSYCHO!! - shouted Pogo. Jessica just smiled and walked towards us.
Follow me, the three of you. You'll see what happens when you disobey me or any of the guards. -  Jessica's voice sounded hoarse and evil, full of hate and anger.
She grabbed my and Pogo's wrist and dragged us outside and into a house. As soon as we walked into the room, I saw it. It was a full torture chamber. Pogo's eyes lit up with fear and he started screaming.
Shut it Pogo! Can't you see? The room is soundproof. You'll just make it worse. - I said, desparate for him to stop.
There you go, somebody has, some brains here don't they, Miss Hatley? - it was no longer a sweet and warm voice but a cold and evil one. I looked back at Penny, she was covering her ears and looking at the floor.
Hey! You! Look at him while I torture him. Don't worry, it's your first time, I won't go that hard. I'll just go easy. - said Jessica chuckling.
Pick a number from one to five Harley.
Don't worry Miss Penny you'll get to chose one too - said Jessica in a hoarse voice. She looked at me, daring me to argue. I took a deep breath.
Tw-no three. Three, I chose three! - I said looking around the room for the least painful object. There were knives, spiked up armour, metal gloves, wooden horses and metal bulls. Jessica started giggling and stared at Penny, waiting for her answer. Penny started trembling.
Four- she whispered. Jessica gighled again.
That only means one thing, using a knife, one of you must cut Pogo and carve something in his flesh. How about a small word? Like... TRAITOR! You two can decide between yourselves, who will be the one to crave? - she asked looking at us with big eyes.
Penny started shaking her head: I know what she meant. I looked up at Jessica.
I will. - I said looking into Pogo's eyes.
I'm sorry Pogo... I... - I tried explaining. Pogo interrupted me.
Do it Harley. Or are you just a wuss who won't even hurt someone? I guess that's why your in this circus. Cause no one wanted you!! - he said. Bile started rising up my throat. How could he? I wanted to rip that bastard's throat out. I took the knife from Jessica and started engraving the words on his arm.
T...screaming...R...screaming...A...
screaming... I...screaming...T...screaming...O...
screaming...R
The screaming stopped. Then I saw what I've done. I fell on my knees, looking down at my bloody hands. I'm a fucking murderer. And a cannibal.
He'll survive, now get up - demanded Jessica. I was still looking at my hands, the world spinning around me.
Get up or I'll do that to you! - said Jessica with a grin on her face. I stood up with my legs shaking.
Its funny how you can, kill a person but can't hurt your partner. See what he said to you? I told you:trust no one. Understand me? - said a now amused Jessica. I nodded. Jessica laughed and pointed at the door. I had to leave.

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