" 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗎𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝗋𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀. 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗸𝘀
𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿. 𝗐𝗁𝗈
𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗯𝗼𝘄 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇
𝗍𝗈𝗈 , 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖽 𝗁𝗎𝗆𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖻𝗂𝗋𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝘀𝘄𝗮𝗻.
𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝖿𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗿𝗲𝗱. "
Her boys hit the ground, echoing across the hallow room she was in. She groaned out under her breath, her back aching as it begged her to stay down. They needed her here. No they didn't actually need her, she just wished to believe that way.
"Get up. Off the floor." The voice barked out the order as she had shifted to her side. Leaned up on her elbow before the kick knocked into her jaw. Sending her face to the ground as she had cough. The metallic taste filled her taste buds.
"He said get up." The mans voice had barked out at her as well. She moved. This time much quicker then her weaker moment. She had held her body up, the shell of it at least. She had only been amongst this group for a year now. Everything she had once learned amongst Chance had all but kept her alive now.
"Good girl." The man spoke as the next few blows started to come. Octavia had ducked her head avoiding each punch as she finally got her hit in. She watched the man's face turn with the hit as she had stepped back. She had never landed a blow before now. She had always been knocked to the ground before she could.
"Good now again." He spoke as she had readied up, watching the man in front of her ready. He was always quicker then her. He held a form of authority. Which he had much more then she had. Octavia had dodged as many blows as she could before the next one landed against the left side of her face. Knocking her back as her ear began to ring. A noise that put her off as she had shook her head.
"Don't lose focus." He spoke as Octavia shifted her attention up as the blow hit her again. Knocking her on her ass before the man had landed the kick across her face. Sending her back to the ground once again.
"You're dead again." He spoke as Octavia had lauds there elbow raise up as she had coughed. Trying to catch her breath as she had watched her brothers' face come to view.
"Alright up you go." Bellamy spoke as he helped the girl up. Leading her back to the bench. She would rest a moment while Bellamy took his place. Her hands held onto the bench as she is squeezed. She felt weaker as the day's passed on, every blow another knock at her insecurities. She had leaned back as she watched her brother go up. Even as he fought he gave his all, and she knew she could too. She just had to find that part of her that stayed hidden. Ever since they had been taken that is. They had no free will here, even she knew the Academy would have been the same. After the stories that had passed on how great they had it here, amongst the Trikru group.
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Octavia had held the brush, she tried to recall the memory. The face she had dreamed so often about. The one that haunted her like a man that had scared her as a child. Her eyes shut a moment as she took in a deep breath. She had been fifteen now, years of her childhood thrown out the window.
"Hey O, we're headed - " Bellamy paused a moment as he had glanced over at his sisters form. The way she sat up straight her eyes shut as she had been lost in thought. He found her like this on the rainy days. The days the thunder rumbled loudly above their heads.
