Chapter Two

DILLON'S P.O.V

I grab my rifle and head out the door.

"Mathew! " I shout, banging on his door.

"What? " he shouts, his voice muffled. "Do you know it is 3 am in the morning? " he shouts again, before opening the door.

Mathew is our leader. He is a determined leader, craving to kill Zoe Ern.

But not so in the morning. He's... Not really a morning person. As second in command, I would know that. He yawns and drags his hand through his hair and puts on his knuckles -a weapon - like it is makeup.

I look at him still yawning and smirk. I raise an eyebrow at him.

"Fine. " he says, finally getting out of his 'home-sweet-home '.

I gesture for him to follow me. At 3 am, many people are already training, getting ready for the battle.

We don't underestimate the girls though. They are more vicious than some of the boys.

"Bryan Foo! " I hear Mathew shout. "Pick up the pace! "

I look around, and see BF lagging behind the usual group of boys running together.

I chuckle at the sight of him. "Jeremy! " I holler, catching sight of the third in command. He turns immediately, his golden-brown eyes alert.

He races over to us and smiles. "Let's get ready to kill those girls!" he says cheerfully.

I smirk at him and put an arm around his shoulders. "Yep. " I agree.

"Let's kick some ass. "

MATHEW'S P.O.V

"Let's kick some ass. " I hear Dillon, one of my closest friends, say.

I smirk on the outside, but on the inside I grimace.

I was never a fan of killing. I don't even know how I got this position.
I don't think killing is the right thing to do. It is definitely wrong, but I have to be like everyone else. I am different but I don't know why.

I think our ancestors made us monsters.

I sit by the side, not wanting to participate. I don't want to hurt someone.

I don't understand why we have to do this. I only kill in self defense. Christiano( I changed his name) swings a punch at Ryan, another boy, and I grimace as the first interlocks with his jaw. Ryan retorts with a kick to the face. I close my eyes.

How much longer can I stand?

I walk out of the place, feeling like vomiting.

"Mathew! " I hear a shout. I turn, and realize it is Ze Yuan.

"Can I challenge you? " he says, his eyes daunting. I knew that I could definitely beat him, but I don't want to.

I nod my head, inside crying, and follows him to a small spot where we were supposed to fight.

All the attention comes to us, mainly because I am the leader of the boys. They form a circle around us, jibbering among themselves.

"3! 2! 1! FIGHTT!! " Ezekiel booms.
I stand still. Ze Yuan charges at me, and I simply step to the side, letting him hit the wall of people surrounding us. He comes at me again and throws a punch at my face. I block it with my elbow and grab his wrist, using my left leg to lift, at the same time jerking my arm upward, making him fly over me.

I hear a loud thud as he hits the floor a few metres away. I cringe at it and turn. I'm so sorry Ze Yuan.

He gets up slowly and limps to the side, croaking, "I surrender. "

All the boys around cheer, but my face is blank.

Jun Jie steps into the circle, his head cocking to the side, challenging me.

Jun Jie is about 2 heads taller than me and is also very fit. His hair falls over his eyes and he looks at me, not afraid to challenge me.

He steps nearer and gets into combat mode. I simply bite my lip, hesitant.

Then he gives a punch at me, and I dodge it easily. Way too easily. I should've known. A knee comes up in my face, hitting my nose hard. I stumble backwards, blood bleeding from my nose.

Infuriated, I charge at the guy with no injury with anger. I punch his face multiple times and he jabs my ribs, and I put down my hands to cover the wound, and he takes this opportunity to swing an uppercut to my face.

My eyes widen and I dodge just in time, the fist hitting nothing but air. He loses his balance and I sweep his legs out from under him, and he falls to the ground with a thud, his face hitting the floor. He gets up, and I immediately jump and give a flying kick to his chest, making him fly backward and out of the ring.

I stare at his flying figure, my face unchanging, wipe some blood from my nose, and walk out of the ring.

I'm so sorry Jun Jie and Ze Yuan.