Will's P.O.V.

I'm walking my way home and it's late at night. You're probably wondering why I'd walk around at such a late hour but honestly, it's not a concern to me even though there are things around this street. Since there are gangsters usually around here it would already be dangerous enough but nighttime with no cops around would make almost anyone completely uneasy. There's even been four men following me and I know because I've been glancing back a couple times... No, I'm not worried if they'll kill me, I'm worried if they take my money. . Putting my attention back onto the four men following me I hear their footsteps get closer and I can tell they really want to get me but perhaps I'll let them have a go at me since I guess I could do with some entertainment right now. Now I'm near a couple allyways and their footsteps are at a running pace. They might actually start me, shoot me or somehow do anything but as I've mentioned, I really wouldn't mind that type of entertainment to happen and I'd feel honored they'd choose me of all people but then again, I don't think there's anyone else around.

One with black hair in a ponytail punches me in the side causing me to make a squeal. Not being used to that type of pain is the reason it came as such a surprise to me, I mean I thought it would've been a punch to the face but it wasn't. They grab me and pull me into the closest allyway which is the one I was just now. Once they get me in the allyway they throw me onto the hard, stone ground. A loud thud is heard once this happens and I try to get up but I feel weight coming down onto my body which makes me completely unable to get up unless I maybe try hard enough but due to them being gangsters he must be pretty strong. A hand is put on the back of my head and forces it down onto the ground. There's an attempt to shoot my head back up but the force is too stronger for me to do so. Someone kicks me in the side causing me to Yelp once again and I'll repeat myself, I'm not used to this sort of pain. Actually, I wish someone would kill me but that's impossible. The hand on the back of my head grips onto my previously blonde and now dyed hair and pulls my head up but soon bashes my head onto the ground. It hurts and I don't know whether to hate this type of pain or love it.

Katie's P.O.V.

Jessica is asleep in her bed right now and I'm just watching T.V. but at a low volume so I don't wake her up since her room is right next to mine... Things seem incredibly peaceful right now, so peaceful I could just go to sleep right here and right now. My eyelids grow heavy from the pure relaxation but that relaxation is interrupted by a wave of pain. The sudden moment of the feeling shocks me, it's as if someone's using a voodoo doll on me. It feels like someone's kicking me in the side. How'd this happen?! My eyes are wide with shock and confusion. A whole minute passes which feels much longer than a minute and I decide to relax again but I feel like I've had another kick to the side which hurts even more than last time. Suddenly, it feels like my hair is being pulled on roughly but what's even more of a surprise is the pain on my face, it feels like someone's bashing my head onto a wall. I fall off of the couch and try to get up but I notice there's fresh blood dripping onto the carpet which terrifies me. I rush to the mirror in the bathroom with the pain stopping for a minute. I look in the mirror and what do I see? It's as if someone tried to beat me to death, there's blood dripping from my nose and mouth and dripping down to my chin. I've never been so shocked! I then fall over and lift up my pants and see there's a stab wound!

Will's P.O.V.

They've bashed my head onto the ground so much I see blood on the ground once they pull my head back up but just to force it down again, and I love it. There's a pain in my leg which just makes a grin spread on my face. I feel so honored! As I'm enjoying this moment there's another pain in my other leg which is the same as that pain on my leg before... A stab. Some are even kicking me in the side, they've kicked so much I'm used to it now to my delight. The one on top of me with his hand gripping to my hair lifts my head up not putting it back down again which I find odd but he soon just lets go and my head comes crashing down yet again. I feel my body getting lifted up around my hips and being thrown over someone's Shoulder. I keep my eyes shut and mouth closed wondering what will happen next. After all that wouldn't they think I'm dead? I mean where would they be taking me if they thought that? If they were trying to keep me alive anyway I think they'd knock me out with some blunt object, so what gives here? Soon I feel myself getting thrown down but it's a much more softer type of ground and I hear some sort of squeak.

Haniah's P.O.V. (My OC)

"Ah! What the fuck?!" Are the words escaping my lips as I feel instense agony specifically in my leg. I'm wearing jeans which go down to my knees and I see blood dripping from the back of my leg. "W-what the hell?!" How is this even possible?! I was just laying on the couch playing a game on ny phone! What in the name Wilford Motherloving Warfstache is going on here?! I poke my wound and that only makes me wince in more pain and mumbling curse words to myself in pain. I think I need a doctor! How could this even be possible?! Not to mention the wound seems pretty deep!