Agent Tris

A knife edge

Chapter Thirteen-A Knife edge

I walk into the guy and see Luka is already there, two other young adults stand beside him.

"You know I really don't want to do this Tris. You could just come back with us." I shake my head.

"Why would I want to do that." I say, walking to a point halfway between him and my school mates. He walks up to me and traces the edge of my jaw and looks down at me.

"How about a deal?"

"Depends on the deal." I state.

"If you win this fight, I'll let you take me back to the CIA. You'll never see me again and you can go back to being a lonely 16 year old in a world full of adults." He pulls away from me. "But, if I win. You come with me, and have a chance at being a teenager. I mean, we're lonely as well, only us three and the rest of the Darks are adults." He gestures to the two boys behind him. He sticks his hand out. "Deal?" I bite my lip and click my earpiece on.

'DONT YOU DARE BEATRICE PRIOR, IF YOU SHAKE HIS HAND I SWEAR TO GOD.'

"Consulting the owner are we?"

"She doesn't own me." I spit.

"Proof it." He leans in close to me. "Give me the earpiece." I bite my lip and remove the ear piece, he swiftly snaps it in half and drops it to the floor, making me wince.
Offering me his hand again I quickly shake it.

"Deal." He motions to the fighting ring in the gym.

"Shall we?" I pear over my shoulder and see my friends, ex friends? Christina is gripping Will and Four looks like he's going to throw up, or cry, or kill me. I nod at Luka and we head over to the area. I take my stance and Luka laughs, leaning around my and removing the hairband from my hair, snapping it in half. I glare at him as my long hair falls down around my shoulders and meets the bottom of my ribs. I push it back out of my face. He also adopts his stance and I punch him hard in the jaw.

"You have no idea how much I want to snog you right now Tris." I frown and grab his right arm, twisting him round and digging a knee into his back, holding his arm behind him.

"Stop flirting with me." I hiss at him. He quickly flips me over his shoulder and somehow I land on my feet. I kick backwards and he groans.

"Nice one Beatrice." He gasps. He grabs my hair and pulls me sharply backwards and I stumble and fall onto my back. He pins my hands down and looks down at me, I bring my knee up and knee him in the head and when we let's go of my hands I punch him hard in the jaw and he kicks the side my stomach as I get up. I roundhouse kick him in the face then kick him in the shin. He stumbles so the side before gaining his balance and punches me in the nose as I hear a loud bang.

"Sounds like your elders are here Tris." He teases, I wipe the blood from my nose and breathe in. I'm scared of what they're going to do to me. I can't be locked up again, I look Luka straight in the eye. He can't know that I'm afraid.

"TRIS!" I hear Tori shout, I turn my head slightly to see her and Luka takes this as a chance to sweep my feet from under me. Before I can get up he's pulled me up and forced me onto my knees, I feel the cold metal of a gun on my temple.

"Stay back!" He shouts, grabbing the roots of my hair and forcing me to keep my head still. "Or...Tris dies. I don't want to do it but I will." Luka sounds sure of himself.

"LET GO OF HER!" Someone orders, I can hear the CIA training in their manner of speaking. My breathing is deep and I close my eyes. I feel something by my right shoulder and try to move away from it but with the gun pressed to me I can't. I look up to see one of the boys holding a knife to my upper arm.

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