It was the most beautiful thing any of them had ever seen!!

Guns and grenades lined all four walls above benches filled with hand weapons like knives and swords. Underneath were boxes filled with barbed, copper and steal wires of different lengths.

"It's...it's..." Catherine couldn't comprehend.
"It's the coolest fucking thing I've ever seen in my entire life," Bianca said for her.
"YES!!" Catherine squealed.
Jordyn smirked, "This isn't all of it."

The four girls looked at each other in astonishment and extreme excitement.

"The Training Room is further in but you do not step foot in the Training Room until you have your chosen weapon in hand," Jordyn stated firmly. They all nodded eagerly and immediately went to the benches and shelves, looking for the right weapons they had in mind.

Bianca found a baseball bat quite quickly and searched through the crates underneath the benches for something sharp to wrap around it.

Peyton looked at the swords fitted on the wall nearest the stairs and picked one up. She ran her fingers carefully and delicately along the edge of the blade. With an impressed nod, she took it's twin down and smiled.

Catherine looked at the piles of small throwing knives with her grin plastered across her face. She picked up one pile and spotted a belt lying not far away and grabbed it, adjusted it around her small hips and placed each knife in the holsters one by one.

Katrina stood in front of a wall on the left side of the Weapon Room. She didn't know a thing about weapons, so decided to pick up a hand gun with the label 'standard' underneath it.

Jordyn nodded when all four girls turned to her with weapons in hands and beckoned them through another doorway behind her.

The girls almost shook with excitement as they followed the short-haired girl through the door into...

The Training Room...

It was even more beautiful than the Weapons Room! Dummies, targets and dart bards for knife and sword combat took up one side of the massive room, while the other side was lined with more targets for shooting practise. In the back was a long line of punching bags and stationed in the middle, was what looked like a wrestling platform, complete with red and blue rubber ropes encircling it.

"Well, girls, here is where we will be training for our special day next week after graduation," Jordyn said with her hands on her hips, looking around.

"Where do we start?!" Catherine asked excitedly, jumping on the spot like jack-hammer.

"You will be over there," Jordyn pointed to the dart boards and knife target, "Bianca and Peyton, you'll be over there," Her finger moved to the life-sized dummies, "And you and I, Katrina will be over by the shooting targets. I'll walk around every once and awhile, to check on your skills."

"Well, what are we waiting for?" Bianca exclaimed and took her bat and barbed wire over to the dummies. Peyton followed with, "Let's do this."
Catherine smiled at Katrina and Jordyn, "You guys have fun shooting!" and skipped over to the knife targets.

"Come on, Katrina, I'll teach how to shoot." Again, Katrina was surprised and touched at Jordyn's willingness to teach her shooting, it was so different compared to Justin. She had a feeling she was going to like being in the group a lot...even if it only lasted for a short while.

*song starts*

Peyton unsheathed her long knives and eyed the three dummies. One on her left, the second on her right and the third straight ahead of her. Bianca watched from the side, leaning on her Baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire like a walking cane. Peyton took a breath and rushed forward toward the dummy in front of her, her arms crossed in front of her, holding her swords, and with one swing, the first dummy's head flew off. Her foot rebounded off the chest, knocking it over, swung again and the chest stuffing of the second dummy directly in front of her was spilled. One more swing of her leg and the remaining dummy on her right crashed to the ground in pieces.

Bianca looked on in pure astonishment, "Didn't know you had it in ya." She said with a smirk. Peyton turned to her, not even breathing heavily from the exertion of destroying three training dummies.

"There's a lot of things you don't know about me," Peyton replied as she walked towards the black and blue haired girl, "Meanwhile, let's see what i don't know about you, huh?"

"Sure." Bianca said and casually walked over, swinging her hips with her baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire slung over her shoulder. Three more training dummies sprung up from the floor as the three destroyed ones fell into it and Bianca worked her battle stance.

Peyton looked on with her head slightly tilted to the left, whether it was in curiosity or trying to look up Bianca's skirt, no one could tell.

With one hard swing, Bianca turned one dummy's head to mush. With the momentum she created, she spun on the spot, her bat above her head and brought it down hard into the second dummy's shoulder, making a dent in it. She kicked the dummy in the chest, making it fall over, then turned and swung horizontally into the third dummy's torso.

Peyton looked at her with one eyebrow raised, impressed, "You know, I'm not always impressed like this but damn, Bianca. That was pretty good."
"Thanks," Bianca replied with a swish of her hair.
"Yeah, enjoy that now 'cause I'm never saying anything like that again," Peyton said in monotone.

Over in the shooting area, Katrina was learning how to hold a gun, "Have you ever even held a gun before?" Jordyn asked her.
"Yeah, once. When I was really young. On my Grandfather's farm," Katrina replied. Jordyn sighed...oh well, her gun skills were not what Jordyn needed for this Purge.

"Alright, hold it in your hands like this," Jordyn instructed, demonstrating with her own gun. Katrina copied her position and held her gun the way Jordyn did.
"Good. No don't put your finger on the trigger unless you're ready to shoot it. Understand?" She instructed again and Katrina nodded almost nervously.
"Relax. Look over the top to aim."
Katrina took a deep breath in and out, looking over the top over the gun. She looked at the target at the opposite wall and lightly placed her finger on the trigger.

"When you're ready, fire."

The trigger came down under her finger and the gun fired. One, two, three shots rang out through the training room. Katrina opened her eyes which she hadn't realised had been shut, and saw she actually hit the target! Three bullet holes were just above the left hip, in the right thigh and right side of the chest.

"Not bad," Jordyn said and Katrina smiled, "It's a good start. The thigh wound would have slowed him down which can be handy for a hostage, but would have pissed him off if he had a gun. The chest wound might puncture his lung, not good for hostages but he would drown in his own blood. Good. However, The hip wounds would have just pissed him off."

Katrina nodded, "So, good, right?" Jordyn looked at the blonde girl, at her hopeful eyes, then back at the target.

"Not bad," she repeated.

Over in the knife section of the training room, Catherine was having the time of her life! Four targets and a dummy were almost growing knives out of them and another two dummies were completely obliterated.

She stood in the middle of the mess, not even breathing heavily, still grinning. She picked up the wooden cross from her breast, gave it a small kiss and sighed, "Oh, that was exhilarating. Daddy would be proud of that," she whispered.

"Oh my god, what the fuck Catherine."

The cross dropped to her breast again as she spun around to see Bianca and Peyton standing there, gawking at her fine work. Bianca had been the one to speak.

"Holy shit. You destroyed the damn dummies," Peyton continued, causing Catherine to giggle at their surprise, "This isn't even the worst I've ever done," she said.

"You've got to be kidding."

Catherine shook her head, still grinning.
"Show us what you can do!" Bianca commanded.
"Okay!" Catherine said happily and went over to another section of the training room, bringing a dummy over to where the two girls were standing.

Immediately, the golden blonde twisted her body, lifting her right leg up and over, kicking the dummy's head clean off! Using the momentum of the move, she jumped, and flung her leg outwards, kicking the dummy in the chest, knocking it to the ground.

"Fuck me!" Bianca exclaimed.
"When and where?" Catherine giggled.
Peyton shook her head, "Remind me not to get on your bad side, shit."

Jordyn, while supervising Katrina, had watched the whole exchange, "Okay, that's enough, let's go down to the girls." She said to the blonde who obediently put the hand-gun down and followed Jordyn to the knife throwing section.

"Hey girls! How did you do Katrina?" Catherine asked excitedly when they joined her, Bianca and Peyton.
"Not bad," she replied, using Jordyn's words.
"That's great! Good for you," Catherine complimented.
Katrina smiled, "Thanks Catherine."

"Girls. Down to business," Jordyn interrupted and all of them turned to her, listening.
"I've seen what you guys can do," she began, "And I can work with you. Your skills should be enough to get through the Purge."

"Thanks Jordyn! You really helped us, we're going to make an awesome team!" Katrina said, smiling but it dropped slightly when she saw Jordyn wasn't smiling.

"Team is a strong word. You know I've never stuck with the same group more than once." Jordyn said and Katrina was taken aback. She looked at Catherine, who she thought would give some kind of excited smile but to her immense surprise, she saw Catherine with a solemn expression. Bianca just stood there. These two had expected that response, having known about Jordyn's ways of the Purge whereas Peyton looked a bit confused, not expecting that answer from Jordyn either. Like Katrina, she was beginning to like this group.

"But, we called ourselves 'Hell's Angels'..." Katrina uttered out quietly.
"Just because we have a name, doesn't make us a team," Jordyn said rudely.

Clearly, Katrina had thought wrong about Jordyn being nicer than Justin. At least her eyes had been finally opened when Jordyn and Catherine saved her from him to be able to see that what Jordyn was saying wasn't meant to be good.

"That's enough training for today. We'll be back here tomorrow same time after school and do the same things. Plan, strategize and train until Purge day next week. Got it?" Jordyn commanded and the girls nodded. Katrina somewhat reluctantly.