I am cold. I am ready. There is no turning back now. I know what I must do. Though I am too scared to move. Why is this happening? What have I done to deserve this? As I battled through the crowd as I am moving against it. The waves of people swarmed me. Everything goes dark as I begin to feel dizzy. It is happening.
This is it.
I moved into the little cubby hole beside the cupboard. I don't feel pity for the three others that I forced to come here. They are mere pawns. For my grandfather's game. This is our deal. One I don't want to uphold. I dash past one of the people who are most likely going to die today. Just as I turn the corner the other people walk up to me "Nicolas" the tall girl says I freeze
"Ahh...you found me" I say jokingly as shift my feet while they talk about the lights going out. I begin to panic, have they found out it was me?
The person I just ran past has caught up with us. I am surrounded. My heart begins to pace as they begin to ask about my whereabouts. I shake my head softly "I was in the janitor's office trying to find tools" 'that's not true' i think to myself 'This is going to be a pain' I block out my thoughts as I walk to the school stairs "come guys there is something up here" I know there is nothing but there is no point in saying so. It would make me seem untrustworthy. I look left and right before I slowly open the door to the gym. Split up time.
I get put with the short guy that is as a wasp. that picks his nose and eats it! 'This is no good, they're onto me' I block that thought out. "I guess I must keep you alive..." I say to him. He nods, as I climb up the rope as he climbs up right after me. This is good. I quickly cut the bit of rope in front of me. "Get down it's going to fall!" I yell and I watch him try to get down. There are more people. Good. The rope breaks and I dangle. The snot eating guy dies crashing to the floor with a massive screech followed by a bone cracking thud.
The smell of blood fills the air as I manage to pull myself up onto the top of the climbing rope. My hands are red and blistered. I cover my nose from the stench. It's getting stronger, this is very bad. I go down the other rope and I kick the body. The people in this room are new, fresh, meat. I sit beside the body as if I was in despair. The gym went silent as the other two I came with enters the gym. "Toby" The tall ginger girl says as she bites her nails. So, his name was Toby. That's a fitting name for him.
"It was an accident. The rope was cut from the top. We never had enough time. I'm so sorry" I say. Even I was impressed with my own acting.
As the new people interduce themselves I wonder into the gym locker room. I rip open my locker and take my gun and knife out of it. Grandfather will be so proud of me. I stuff the weapons away into my Jeans just as the new people's leader calls for me to be where they can see me. I gloomily head into the gym. "Name's Nicolas, never ever call me something else" I receive nods.
This might seem odd, but I never had parents, and my parents called me Nicolas since it was like people in the Percy Jackson book series. One, I am not in a book, two, just no. No gods or demigods. My grandfather took me in, and he is a pure-blooded killer. That is what I like about him. I get away with everything. Even this. He'd back me up. Since I am his filthy criminal. I don't hate what I have become. I hate what I was. I was so pathetic that I couldn't stand still. That was me in the past, not me. I had no plan and no reason to keep going. Now I do.
I walk past Toby's dead body as the new people there eye me. This killing isn't going well. I glare at their leader as they urge us out. This is not good at all. These people don't separate. I can tell.
I decided to follow. Out of spite of course. Nothing else could of gotten me this far.
The leader of the new people's group is upsetting me. Just by being alive. I need to plan. Fast. The faster this is over the better. I walk quietly but swiftly. I make sure my pace is matching to their leaders. I decide that it is best to make small talk "What is your name, Mr Leader?"
"Daniel"
I nod leaving us in combatable silence. Then he whispers "you seemed heartbroken, I am sorry for your loss. No need to act tough in front of me"
That hits me like a train. This is the first person I have been sent to kill. That I almost want to protect. "That's nice. Thank you" my voice comes out strained and it's all for the wrong reasons, but he doesn't have to know that. That I want him to stay alive. Until my last evil deed is done.
"Listen here, Daniel" the red headed male in his group says "that guy beside you is bad news. He must have been the one who killed Tobbe?"
"Toby"
"of course you remember that, remember that he is trouble"
I knew the 'he' is this conversation was me. "Speaking about someone like that is rude" I give him a smile.
"you're crazy" He snarls
I am just about to retaliate when Daniel says "Stop it Greg" ...Shame, I can't kill him, or it'd be on my back.
Daniel isn't happy but he acts it brilliantly. I follow him like a lost puppy until he must go to the bathroom. Then I waited outside.
I heard a scream. I rush inside and the ginger guy is bleeding on the floor. This is good? Or is it a shame that I didn't get the chance.
The Toby guy and the brainless idiot Greg is dead. One was my kill one was this, Daniel. I smirk at Daniel as he walks beside me. "That one was on you" I say before heading through the fire exit. I rush up the stairs. Alone. All alone. Completely alone. I shudder at the thought of my grandfather's wrath.
I decide it's best to not disturb him by saying I got help from a stranger. That would be the worst way to annoy him, even in his best of moods. Best not wind him up. That would end badly, so bad that I'd be in hospital for months on end.
The thought of that makes me want to vomit in the bathroom. It would be agony to put up with the pain of being beaten half to death. Then get put back alive to repeat it all over until I go insane like the others before me. That would be the worst possible way to die.
I force my face to remain unfazed by not showing a single emotion and forcing myself to act tougher than how I feel right now. I walk quickly as I approach my group "the numbers are right? Daniel is behind me" I receive a nod from someone in my Og group.
Daniel comes up behind me "boo" I startle, this wasted 32 seconds of my life. As I finally decide to get right back on track Daniel keeps smiling at me. It's creepy.
I make sure there is no one around before I sneer "what are you doing smiling like that, no one will even guess that I've seen you kill one of your own." I act as if there is nothing wrong with it, keeping my tone all light and clear.
"People decide when to live and when to die, when they are born." he shrugs "I just helped him with the choice" That sounded very unrealistic as far as it could be. Like farting rainbows. I roll my eyes as that insane thought came to me, farting rainbows! Like hell would that happen.
I shove past Daniel as I decide to try and separate someone from my Og group again. "Maya, can you come here to share your wisdom, it's kind of personal" I try to sound pleading, not sure if I had managed but Maya finds an empty class and beckons me in. Then she speaks "if this is about being gay or anything we all know" my anger flares "since you and Daniel are so close with in a short period of time while trying to escape from is insane little git that has us trapped here." I like the way she describes me, I'll let her spread it. For now. I nod, letting her think whatever she wants.
"We still can't trust him, the ginger in their group is dead" I state "I never seen Daniel until he was walking towards the body about 3 hallways away from it, then guided him here." I wait for the news to settle "i'm just saying I don't want to loose another one of my friends."
"I know Nicolas, I know you cared for Toby, even when Jade and I never wanted him to come, you made sure he did" Did I? I never thought I'd even try to. He's dead by my hand anyways.
"let's go to the others, don't tell Jade this, he's scared enough as it is."