Reasons to Live; Lessons to learn //Jack, Anatra, Cameo

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Vy Pryce
District: Two
Age: Eighteen
Location: PK Academy

As soon as the message Family Emergency is given to Vy from one of her Commanders, everything that she was doing before completely drops. Main concern is the wellbeing of Brooklyn as she rushes to the office phone. Good thing she dropped off those papers beforehand as she would of completely forgotten now. "Brittany? What's wrong?" That's the only person that would call and title themselves as family. For all she knows it's only a strategy to get to her to the phone quickly, but she still doesn't take that chance. Surprisingly it's Kyanite's voice that comes from the other line. If only that lessened the worry over her kid as Ky promised to watch after the rugrat. "Kyanite, what's wrong?" She corrects herself and repeats the question, somehow she even manages to not have her voice drop from the fear invading her heart.

There's not even a second for relieve after Brooklyn's safety is notified. Because it's Kyanite's desperate words as she informs that she's in trouble. By now the little one would of been mentioned. Still Vy's concern only jumps over to the one she surprisingly calls her friend. Automatically the assumption that Jins is involved runs through her mind after their last encounter was with that creep. If only she'd of taken care of him instead of listening to Ky's demand to stay away from him. Sure a deal's a deal, but she could of prevented all of this. As shocking as it may be the desire to protect instinctively switches on in Vy as if her daughter was involved. "Where are you?" Most likely the call was for Matthew originally, but now she's too far in to ignore this situation. Plus she may just be able to get a hold of the guy before she runs out.

"What? Kill who?" Apparently Kyanite's in more trouble then Vy was even able to imagine. Before an answer is given the sound of a hung up phone beeps through. "Damn it." She mutters as she hangs up her end as well. Seconds later it's back within her hand though. As much of a jerk she may come off as being, she has a heart. Just as Ky requested, she immediately dials up the Commander for the squad that went out today. It's the most logical way to get a hold of Matthew, and after a lot of convincing she's finally able to get him on the line.

With no point in hearing a demand to stay out of it, Vy doesn't bother mentioning the fact that she'll be there. As if she was going to sit out on the action. Not like anyone's able to really convince her to do anything. Once her mind's set, she has to do it. As soon as the phone is once again upon it's holder she's dashing out of the room as if the building was on fire. Never in her life as she pictured herself so frantic over helping someone else, but life's been full of surprises lately.

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J I N S R E V E N U E D I S T R I C T 2

◼ Ⅱ ▸ "G...Gala... please. Just go..." Kyanite takes my thread seriously. She even goes to the point that her voice sounds so sincere and forceful for her little friend. I will not hesitate to go after her but Kyanite really seems to want her to go now. Her voice shakes and I can feel her body do the same. It's almost as if all of this is too much for her and she's going to give up on me, so I make sure to keep my grip on her. I don't want her to fall. Instead, she places her head on my chest. She's mine. A sweet, audible noise comes from my lips as she does that. Is that her way of finally saying it's over? That she accepts this silent relationship? My lips are barely just above her when Gala shouts out again. "I said let go of her!" Kyanite moves her head slightly and even though I try to keep her from looking there's nothing more that I can do when Gala lunges at me. The knife in her hand makes me grin this evil sort, my head tilting downward to look at her. She's going to get scared. She'll not do it. She's weak. She's.... Pain. A rush of fire spreads through my veins the moment I feel the hot iron cut through my skin. That little bitch just cut me. I scream mentally and outwardly. Being contained is for the weak. With Kya in my arms, she's the only one standing in between the promise I made and the little girl that just dared to attack me. No thoughts. No remorse. Kya will learn what I mean when I tell her to do what I say. Her words obviously isn't enough. Perhaps, this will teach her a lesson that I mean business. Her friend screwed up and Kya will pay the price. I grab her arm, the one with the brace, and jerk her away from me. My body reacts first before my mind can comprehend anything, and my foot connects with her leg and she's shooting toward the table in the way. I draw my mouth in, pursing my lips together in anger, watching her fall and lay still but turn my sights back on Gala. She will soon learn not to mess with me. She made the mistake by not leaving and she has harmed Kya. It was her. "You are dead, Gala. DEAD!" I bellow. From one moment to the next, My sights move from Kya to reaching into my pocket to retrieve the knive that I concealed. Gala takes off running as my knife leaves my hand, but with her moving around, my knife just barely misses her shoulder. Her tongue comes out in a childish manner. For me, that's her way of saying 'fuck you' and it does nothing but anger me further. As much as I need to check on Kya, the damages that this little girl inflicked upon her, I know the only way to get revenge for Kya is to do away with the problem. Once the solution, in the end, the resolution. Then she's gone. Running away from me in the middle of everything, this cheeky kid decides to just leave Kya. What a horrible person. I take off after her, but she had gotten just a bit of a lead on me. No matter. I'll catch up to her soon enough. Down the hallway, I watch her slow down just a hair. My feet hit the ground even harder. Around the corner that she disappeared to, I follow and as if I've blinked, she's gone. Nothing. The hallway is just void of any sort of life. With the void of life, comes the void of noise. Silence. She had to have slipped into one of these doors. My instincts are wanting to tell me. There's no way she disappeared that fast through this long hallway without finding a door to go into. So, my search begins. Easily, I find the closest door to my right and open it slowly only to find the broom closet, perfectly dark and forboding. With this amount of space inside, there's no way I wouldn't have just missed her. So, the door shuts, and the mission to find Kya's problematic friend continues into the room opposite of it, but it's the pool area. There's no way she'd go in there. Where would she even hide? Still. The need to search every room is needed. As my fingers reach the door and it slowly creaks open, I hear the splash of the water and then in the silence, I hear the silent breaths echoing in this pool room. A sly grin appears on my face. "Come out, Gala. You've already hurt Kyanite. You've only making it worse on yourself. Show yourself, now." My voice echoes through the room, the water bouncing around my voice easily off the walls. I watch the room, turning slowly waiting to see movement of any sort. Waiting for a breath. A noise. Anything that will lead me to where she's ran off to. Making my way over to the bleachers, I take the first step on them, the support beams making a noise that echoes once again. Another step further up. With height comes vision. From the top, I watch closely for any movement, unaware that the prize is right underneath my feet. template by chelsey

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K Y A N I T E R U Z E D I S T R I C T 2

◼ Ⅱ ▸ The moment I hear the phone being picked up, I feel something deep within me give relief. If only he's going to hear me out. If he will only listen to my shaking voice and terror filled words, he might stay on the line. I'm in no way able to make this a shy conversation. Gala's life is hanging on to some form of help and there's no way to tell if Vy is going to get Matthew in time. It's going to have to be me. I'm the only thing standing in the way of Jins and Gala and I have to make this quick. I can only hope that he decides that a life, not my own, is more important than what happened last week between us. Please, Max. Don't do this for me. "Max. Please... don't hang up. I... I'm in danger. You said you helped others... my friend, he's going to kill her." The ugency in my voice should tell all. I'm not playing. I don't cry wolf. I'm not about to let Gala take the wrath of Jins for what danger I've put her in. Keeping secrets has not only hurt me in the long run, but now, it's starting to effect the people around me, again. Jins does not want me to have any form of happiness and this proves it. I'm starting to finally see the difference between now and before Matthew and Gala. Before I ever realized what it felt like to love and have friends. I don't want to lose what I've got again. I don't want to lose my best friend next. ""Woah, woah. Calm down. Who is going to kill who?" Comes his voice. A sigh of releif almost makes its way out of my throat, it would if I wasn't pressed for time because I have no clue where Gala took off to. My aim right now is to get some form of help. If I know Jins, Max's expertise is going to be needed. "Jins... is going to kill my friend. He tried to hurt me and she... tried to help. She's in trouble..." My eyes dart to the door of the dark office, and I swear I can hear sounds coming from out of it. Either it's my imagination and I'm jumpy or Jins might have come back already. That can only mean... "Where?" I hear over the receiver and for a moment I stay silence. Drawing on the conversation for longer that I want. Then I answer him when the creaks disappear. "The training center. I don't know where they are." "I'm on my way. Stay somewhere safe." "and it's all my fault, Max." The blame is on me and he has to know that. I've screwed up so many times lately. I don't know if anyone will ever forgive me for my actions. I've lied to everyone. I've hurt the people I love. Now, I just might have killed my best friend. "Hold tight. I'll bring help. Matthew is with me." For some reason, when he says that Matthew is there with him, it scares me. Before I can even say anything else, something is calling my attention away from the phone call. A scream. An echo of an echo, that is slightly audible from where I'm at, but it's unmistakable. It's the most bone chilling sound. Gala's in trouble and she needs me. "Gala..." and the phone falls from my hands. I let the receiver drop, hitting the floor as I race out the door to go in search of the whereabouts of the scream. All thoughts drain from my head just as the color does from my face. My breathing halts as I race down the hallway that I was just previously at. "Gala... GALA!" I pass by a few doors and turn the corner to yet another hallway only to see the door to the pool room opened and inside, I can see everything. I push against the doorframe for support. "Jins! STOP!" template by chelsey

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Gala Thomas

These past few months have been more of a growing period for Gala then ever before. She used to only be one of the twins, and the one that lacks intelligence at that. Only good for getting into trouble and occasionally taking orders for performance sake. Becoming a career was even the worst to within her sisters' eyes, topping over everything else. Clearly it's only done her good though as she now finds the courage to actually attack. Her friends have witnessed her at her weakest and strongest, but this is much different then even the games. Safety is on the line, and the last time she was faced with this she did not show bravery. Now though, let's just say as unlikely as it may seem her friends have been great influences. All of the training and change has shown to be useful as her reaction has completely changed.

WIth everything going on it's difficult to plan such a thing, and Gala's never been one to even do that anyways. Everything's come up with on the spot as she realizes her opportunity to pull Jins away from Kyanite. The fact that she remains crippled upon the ground kills the little career, but she knows better then to put her guard down for comfort. Clearly this dude isn't going to be doing the same, and that'll only be the perfect opportunity for him to take complete control. Plus the death threat sort of has her feet slamming against the floor before her brain has a chance to decide. If she's able to bring along Jins as well this may just be a win-win...as long as she's able to create some nice distances without heaving over.

So getting Jins far away to a populated location is out of the question as Gala's unable to run any further with her inability to breathe. For a second she even needs to rest on the door as she gasps for air. Get it together, now's not the time. It's only more fear that's given as has to scales the walls to the bleachers to stay as far as possible from the pool. There's no way she's going back into the hallways. Hopefully he'll bypass this room, assume that she's extremely speedy. She still tangles herself between the rails and bars, finding easy movement with her petite body. It's decent hiding, and he'll probably find a more difficult time reaching her, even if it is completely possible for him to fit. With that the door creeps upon as she hushes down her heavy breathing to the best of her ability.

One last noticeable breath escapes as the intruder enters the room. With her left hand tightly upon the handle of her knife, she uses her other to cusp over her mouth. With the danger being so evident she's able to slow down her breathing to complete silence. Now it's only his eerie footsteps and creepy voice that fills the empty area. As if she was actually going to give up her location at his request. Anger occupies most of her mind though as he claims that she was the one to hurt Kyanite. Partially that may be true as she put them into this position, but it's certainly Jins that caused the initial harm. As much as she'd love to protest she lips remain sealed.

As Jins scales up the bleachers Gala's eyes follow him very closely. Least she was successful enough to stay hidden as he's still on the search. Finally she has a chance to consider what to do next, though every step of his brings a loud shutter from the metal, completely distracting her. With the size difference, her best bet is to use her small disposition to her advantage. If she could somehow get him tangled up in this mess of supports for the bleachers, she could probably escape quickly, get him stuck for a little while she gets help. Sounds like a good plan to her.

"You hurt Kyanite you ass hole!" Gala gives away her hiding spot as she gazes straight up at him, the blade raised up to warn that she's armed. "I have a knife, and I'm not afraid to use it!" She threatens while erasing any trace of fear from her expression. Unsure of which way he'll turn she remains directly in the middle, ready to dart down either obstacle course. If she has she's even ready to give another swing and rise more blood. "Come fight like a man!" She taunts further, hoping her short-planned trap will work.

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J I N S R E V E N U E D I S T R I C T 2

◼ Ⅱ ▸ "G...Gala... please. Just go..."The pool in front of me ripples for no reason. The silence in this place draws on except for the bleachers that creak with every step I make. Whoever created these things, wasn't planning on them to be quiet. It would almost be eerie if it wasn't for the fact that because of the damn steps, it's creating just enough noise that I can't find Gala. My eyes dart to the door again, watcing and waiting for the moment that the little pip squeak is going to dash out on me and she will have gained a great length of distance. If she does somehow get out, she will just get a payback later when I get the peacekeepers. Poor Kyanite. Suffering because of this little girl. She will pay! The final step to the top of the bleachers has me at a standstill. Only now, does the steps stop creaking. The steps are my only chance at finding who I'm looking for. Scanning the room, I watch near the still pool. The ripple long gone now as it has settled within the rest of the water to form a solid sheet of water. I look down to the bleachers and it just occurs to me that there might be a way, if anything that I've been looking in the wrong spot. I never even looked to see if the kid might have went under instead of over these things to get somewhere. What if... "You hurt Kyanite you ass hole!" The voice! Beneath me. As if her voice suddenly was like gas to a flame, and sense of calm and focused thinking has gone completely out of the window. My target has been found and I jump down three steps of the bleachers and let my eyes peer underneath the bleaches just to see the girl holding out a knife to me. Using my arm to support myself, I give her a wicked grin. "I have a knife, and i"m not afraid to use it! Come fight like a man!" She declares with a sense of courage, but also stupidity. "Okay, but you're going to hurt yourself Gala. Put that thing away." I mock her and immediately I'm laying down in between the steps to try to squeeze my body through the small opening. It can save me the time of running down and around these things to give chase. Instead, she see's my attempt to pull myself through and takes off running to the right, but the only problem with this idea, is that only a five year old could fit through these openings. "DAMNIT" I bellow, pull myself from where I tried to get out. Standing, I take off with determination for the way that Gala went. I can hear her underneath me running. I can sense the support beams being touched to assist her in getting through the tangled webs of bars. A devilish smile appears on my face the moment I reach the end of the bleachers and without even caring, take a daring jump to land with bended knee. There I wait for only a mere moment when Gala's head is turned to see if I'm still following her, but she never realized I couldn't fit. So, I get ready to grab her the when she turns around. template by chelsey

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Those dark eyes peer down upon Gala as a wicked grin joins in with his evil glare. As scared as it may make her she doesn't hesitate for a second to continue with her plan. This maze of bars are currently protecting her as her petite body can easily jump through them a lot easier then Jins is capable of. Now to only get him tangled up. More taunts arise as he demands that she rids of the weapon before she hurts herself. As if she's that stupid. Seconds later the plan's modified as he doesn't bother to extend down the bleacher steps to reach a particular side. Instead his spot's better then ever as he attempts to maneuver himself downward from there to reach Gala's position. If there wasn't so much metal in the way he could just jump on top of her, but luckily this strategy buys her just as much time.

It's nothing but the shuttering of metal as both race through the obstacle course of beams and bars. There's no time to look back at her opponent and the distance he has on her. One second of not keeping her eyes focused in front of her can easily result in her head connecting with a hard pole. And of course pausing to gaze back isn't an option either. She has to to use the judgement of her ears, and by the sounds of it he's still struggling to squeeze through to the bottom. Suddenly the noise begins to gain on her rapidly though, as if he somehow shrunk his body to be as speedy as Gala. Still she keeps her eyes locked in front of her as she's reaching so close to the end. It's working, she can still save them.

Right before the last hoop to jump through, Gala finally allows her eyes to travel behind her. After all she needs to know how much she's gained on him to figure out her next best option of where to run. It's empty though as there's no trace of him anywhere. There's no possible way that he simply disappeared. With all of the revenge he's probably craving he didn't just decide to quit. Before she has a chance to place everything together a loud clunk of shoes meeting the ground after a heigh distances has her head snapping back to in front of her. Instinctively a scream escapes her as she immediately she's scooting back until she's stopped by poles. It's the last hint of fear she allows herself to give though.

It'd be stupid to hike it back as he's clearly in reaching distances to grab one of her scrawny arms or legs. Even if she does manage to escape, he'll probably only be meeting her at the other side as he keeps her trapped within this confinement of bleacher supports. Now's the time to be brave, as much as she desires to act like a monkey and climb away to her metal forest. With a bit of leverage from the bar she retaliates quickly as she uses the knife to her full advantage. The death threat still rings through her ears making her more determined then anything else. His shoulder gets an even deeper slash then his forearm as she illustrates her lack of being a scared little girl. No, she's completely ready to fight and protect.

"Back off your creep!" Gala keeps the blade nice and sturdy in front of her. She'd rather not cause terrible damage, though she's willing to. When it comes down to Kyanite and her life up against his, well let's only say maybe she would do great in the games. Rage covers her expression as she hides away any bit of fear that's filling her heart. It's difficult to keep her eyes focused on his as they constantly want to stare upon the dripping redness not too far away. So what will it be?

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J I N S R E V E N U E D I S T R I C T 2

◼ Ⅱ ▸ She was so easily fooled. She's so determined that she wasn't going to get caught that she never even looked back to see if I was following her. Instead, she kept running through the support beams and never looked back. Her fingers moving to touch each bar, her legs jumping over the last one and right before I jumped down, I watched her turn her head to see where I had went. My weight slams against the ground of the pool room, echoing my fall. Though, she only realizes I'm not behind her and when she turns, that look of absolute fear drives me. It pushes me over that edge of no return. The creased brows. The wide eyes. The body jerk. The scream.Oh, God, that scream is absolutely delicious. Her mouth opens, letting out that beautiful noise ring out and it makes me feel nothing but power and chills. To envoke in a person, something so hightened, even for a second, makes me feel powerful. Almost unstoppable. The fear that is present on her face, lasts for merely a few seconds, making me crave even more now. I want more of that wonderous sound. I want to see the look again. I will make her gasp the next time. She moves backwards with such ease to get away from me, but the thing is that the poles are working in my favor. She hits her back on them, causing her to stop so suddenly. "Gala..." I say, my tone going down and dark only to her. It's almost some form of a taunt like I would give to my sister when she'd make me mad. Just when I think she's going to fall down to her knees and start begging for me to not hurt her, she uses the beams as some form of push off as the knife in her hand finds my shoulder, cutting the skin deeply and bringing blood up almost instantly. It's safe to say that the searing pain is worse than my arm so I know that the cut is deeper than before. Still, the pain causes me to growl out like a feirce animal, my hand going to my shoulder to push on the area, coating my fingers in blood. "DAMNIT GALA. You keep getting yourself in deeper, don't you?" Without notice, I dive after her, but the small girl somehow moves causing me to miss her, my arms get wrapped up around the support and I instantly do the same as she did. I push off the beam and take my bloodied hand against her shirt in a quick grab, pulling her to me. My other hand grabbs her around the arm that holds the knife. I want it. "Back off creep." Ouch? Was that suppose to hurt? Olivia has said more hurtful things than that, but rarely does anything hurt me emotionally other than seeing how Gala had hurt Kyanite or the moment when Matthew shot me. Everything revolves around Kyanite. The good and the bad. Anyone who keeps me away from what I want, will always pay - and pay they will. The knife is now my target. It will be mine. I move my arm down quickly, squeezing the hell out of her wrist, just to pull her arm up roughly. "What now, little career?" I reach for the knife in her hand, jerking it from her hand after a short session of strength against strength. The knife finally slips from her fingers and it changed owners. "It's mine now." I take the knife in my hand and point it directly into her face, keeping the old on her wrist, not letting her have any sort of movement. The knife then starts to drop until It stops at her stomach, the blade barely touching the fabric of her shirt, and pushing inward slightly. "Scream for me, cause I told you that you were already dead." template by chelsey

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

A Monster, that's what calls out Gala's name before she goes in for another attack. There's no concern over harming such a creature, though something still holds her back from digging in to the bone. Just enough to get Jins to back off, show him he's messed with the wrong girl. Hell two girls as Kyanite's more involved then even her. Instead of a scream from him it's a deep growl that erupts from the pain, as if the Monster's finally been released. One of his paws get soaked as he attempts to poorly tend to his wound. His voice roars throughout the large, empty room. Something about Gala only getting herself deeper, but after the death threat she figured that wasn't possible. Don't be scared, just get out.

The tall body comes charging towards the smaller one and she instinctively dodges from his path. Now he's a bull and she's become the red target. The wall supports her from tumbling over as she actually manages to escape from him. Just as her eyes finally begin to settle on him, a bloody hand is staining her shirt and forcing her forward. There's no question that he's got her, but she still has hold of the deal breaker. The last thing that evens out the fight stays tightly in her grip. And of course Jins's free hand goes straight for her arm that has the knife equipped. A squeeze for dear life is her only reaction. He can't get a hold of this. As much as she tries she's unable to pull away though.

"What now, little career?" Unless Jins somehow slips up, his grasp is too powerful for Gala to escape. There's hardly a point of a struggle, but she of course gives one. This can't be the end, either he's going to make a mistake or he's not going to actually go through with it. The idea of dying at his hands isn't right. Any moment Kyanite's going to swing a knife and damage him enough to scare him away for good. As tight as she keeps her grip he's stronger, and not even Gala's able to deny that. With the age, size, and training differences she held no doubt that she doesn't stand a chance without that knife. "It's mine now." And he's completely right.

"It belongs to the training center." Sarcasm slips out as she refuses to give in to the fear. Her chin stays slightly held up, unsure if it should drop or not. The feeling that he's feeding off of this prevents the majority of her emotions, as much as they may be whirling around her insides. The blade gives an awkward reflection of her stern face. Her eyes seem to give a small sparkle of fear within them. Automatically her gaze follows the knife, without her head budging downward.

Only faintly does the knife declare it's position, though not even enough to rip a little skin. Just a constant threat as Jins claims his current power. The request he has is the strangest though as he desires another scream. To think she considered him creepy when they first met, he's only proven it a hundred times over. "What's the point of screaming if I'm already dead?" Gala keeps her eyes locked with his just to find any reasoning to why he's doing this. She's faced the meanest of careers, yet Jins has topped even them. Only evil glares back at her though. With a gulp she gives another attempt to squeeze her hand free, but it's not happening. Her heart races with adrenaline and it becomes more difficult to keep back the fear consuming her.

"Don't kill me..." The ending of her words fade a bit shaky as she once again gives up on getting free. "Kyanite will never love you if you kill me. I'm her best friend." Anything to stall him for a little bit, even if she'd rather die then allow Jins to be with Kyanite.

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J I N S R E V E N U E D I S T R I C T 2

◼ Ⅱ ▸ "It belongs to the training center." My tongue clicks against the roof of my mouth several times. All the while, my head shakes, as the knife is pointed and prodding into her stomach. It serves my purpose. It shows my promise. Just one more insult. One more stuggle against me. Come on, Gala. Don't make me regret silencing you without something in return. I muse to myself inwardly, but on the outside all this kid sees is wide smile, my pearly white teeth acting as though I were a shark about to devour it's prey. One wrong jerk and the knife will find its way into her flesh. I feel like I'm practically begger her to make me lose it. I keep watch over her face though. I'm waiting for her mouth to open. I want to hear that sound expell from her lungs in the form of a fear induced scream, yet she denies me my wish. She denies me what I want most. "The point? I won't kill you until I hear that sound. The point is to hear your last breath leave your lungs in the form of a silent death. Does that scare you, Gala. Death?" I quesiton her, pushing the blade harder into her stomach. I glance down, noting the blood already on it from my wound. My shoulder stings. It feels as though fire is being placed on the wound, yet it acts as though my fuel. I am nothing but a ticking timebomb and the fuze is getting short. Her eyes are peeled onto me like I'm some sort of oddity in her eyes, but my own, seem to be staring her down in a battle. It's almost as if some kids game to see who will blink first. Whoever blinks, loses. An audible 'Humph' comes from my throat as I keep this going for as long as I can. The knife never faultering from where I have it placed on her stomach. I push harder waiting for her mouth to open in the form of what I desire most. Only, what comes out, actually takes me aback. "What? Don't... kill you?" I question her until what she says next really has me thinking more. If they truely are friends, then this is the whole more reason to get rid of her. Dividing up her time for someone else, I just can't allow. No! I will NOT let that happen. "KYANITE WILL LOVE ME." I shout into her face, my mouth forming a very distinct 'O' shape, until my top teeth bite into my lip. I turn my head away for a few moments, looking to the water. It would be so easy. Just dip her under the surface. Just throw her in the pool. What if she can swim. That will be useless. Then again, she can't swim forever. She'll have to tire out. She'll slowly sink to the bottom. Unless, I make it quicker for her? Without notice, the blade in my hand, sweeps across her stomach, cutting into her shirt and skin. With the hand that I have the unbreakable grip on, I twist her and jerk her to the ground. "Gala. Remember what I say, becasue I never go back on a promise." I bend down to where she lays and bring one of my hands to push on her shoulder with all my might. "You will not interfer with me and Kyanite again." I move back and raise the blade. "Scream." I whisper. I coo. I beg. template by chelsey

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K Y A N I T E R U Z E D I S T R I C T 2

◼ Ⅱ ▸ Please Vy. Get Matthew. Vy, I'm counting on you. Don't let me down. I don't know what I'm goign to do without Gala. I don't know what I'm going to do if he kills her. I don't want to have to go to her funeral. There's enough of that with the games... and this isn't that situation. She's suppose to live. Suppose to grow up and have a family. If anything, it's me suppose to have been in her position, whereever they are. Please... Gala. Don't give up on me. Don't hate me. My throat is burning the more I try to run, but the small amount of pain still running through my back is preventing me from running full speed. I can't beleive that Jins is that much out of control. He's never just went after someone else, right? Not in front of me, of course. He's always been so secretive. Always appearing when no one was around me. His forboding eyes and his icy grasp upon my skin. The pain that follows through every time that hurts me more and more each time. His fingers and lips on my person, taking what doesn't belong to him. I shudder just thinking about it. "Gala... GALA!" hold on. I'm coming. I state to myself in a silent breath as I turn the corner into the hallway that has the pool room door open. Fear. Anxiety. Can they be in there? Is this what fate has decided to deal me? No tricks this time. No coy little games with Jins this time. I've never thought he would be like this. Terror fills me up as I reach for the door frame and take a peek into see the scene unfolding in front of my eyes. Jins has Gala on the ground, the blade raised above her head with his hand pressed against her shoulder. Tears instantly find their way to the surface as I scream out. "Jins. STOP!" The pool makes my voice echo until the words reach my ear in the same tone, and I realize how awfully weak my legs have just become. "Jins! It's me you want... please. Leave Gala out of this. Why? Why harm her? It won't do you any good." I try to convince him, but his malice filled eyes turn from Gala but stops at the pool for moment before he looks at me. What is he planning? "Kya, baby! Are you okay? I"m sorry. I will make Gala pay for hurting you. No one should every lay a finger on you. No one can harm you." He states as though he's never hurt me before. Or is that is? Maybe he only prefers to hurt me himself and considers that okay? How have I let him do that to me for so long? What is it that keeps me under his unworthy eye? "You hurt me, Jins. Not Gala. YOU! You've always done it... please, I beg you. Spare her and I'm fully yours." I watch the gears start turning in his head. I can see that look of malice start to fade away so suddenly as he contemplates my answer and my return question. The grip on the door frame is starting to losen up as I start to slouch. A few tears fall from my eyes in response to seeing the blood on the knife that he holds in his hand. "Did you hurt her, Jins. If you've hurt her, I'll never forgive you." I say, and watch as he lowers the blade slowly and away from Gala's face. "You know, Kya. We could have it all. You and me. Remember? What we talked about when we were eight? We would become careers together and fight together just like the game we played. What changed with you Kya? Why did you try to kill me?" I hear him ask me the question that's never been said aloud before. I wait for Gala's reaction, but the thing of the matter is, what he just said has me gasping for a breath, with my hand over my mouth. "You said you'd never mention that ever..." template by chelsey

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

As much as she sucks in the knifes digs into Gala's stomach, needing just one jolt to end it all. So tempting as it doesn't draw blood yet. The fear remains internal somehow. His words on the other hand, the press of her death sentence, does scare her to no end. The entire time her heart completely stops as she listens to him. Well if a scream is what's keeping that knife from carving into her body, she's going to hold one back with everything's she got. Her eyes remain on his, as if there's the smallest change the innocent blue reflection can change his mind. "No..." Denial to his question as he must be hoping for the opposite answer. "Might as well buy some time though." After all he did say that's what he's waiting for.

Buying time is officially her last option as the tables have turned. Might as well start with bribery as it's the first thing to pop into Gala's mind. Jins's entire point is to win over Kyanite, so maybe convincing him that killing her won't achieve that will do the trick. Not for a second does she gaze away, even resisting the urge to blink while foiling up the right words. She's not able to persuade people that well clearly as he laughs over the idea of not killing her. The anger quickly returns to his face as he shouts that Kyanite will love him. Least Gala's able to pick up on that, though even a toddler could.

Their eyes finally break as his carry off. Most likely he's considering what to do with her. Of course Gala follows his line of vision as she comes across the pool that he's stopped on. Instantly panic rushes through her, her body reaction completely differently as she completely freezes. With everything going on she ignored their location, the one location to avoid. Her weakness. But surprisingly she was smart enough to not give up that information as she keeps the secret under lock and key. Shift expressions before he turns back around. It's of no use as he doesn't even look back before taking action.

For a second the blade leaves Gala's stomach, and she's positive she's about to be thrown into the pool. In the blink of an eye the knife's slicing across her stomach and instinctively her free hands goes to cover the damage. Already his blood soaked her shirt, and now she's unable to tell who's it belongs to as they merge together. As much as she tries to hold it back a muffled scream escapes her gritted teeth as she bends forward to prevent further bleeding. The grasp on her other hand isn't released though. It's impossible to resist the shove to the floor, and before she even realizes it her back's being slammed against the hard concrete. The only benefit is both of her hands being free, and they wrap around her stomach for any form of comfort.

There's no need for Jins's word, but he's constantly speaking too much. The swipe to Gala's stomach is proof enough that he's serious about his threat, though he labels it as a promise. With her dead she won't interfere with Kyanite and him anymore, and that's his only goal. "I won't...please." Desperation kicks in as the knife swings above her head. Holding back the fear is impossible now as she's willing to beg for him to not take her life. This isn't the games, he doesn't have to do this. Yet the glisten in his eyes calls for nothing but a desire for death. Yes, she's scared of death. It's not enough to give into his sickening ways though. He wants a scream before ending it, and there for she can't. Her head shakes in refusal to give him the scream, tears flooding to her eyes though she doesn't allow for them to drop.

"Jins. STOP!" It's as the entire time Gala's forgotten to breathe as if she finds her lungs just now working. A gasp she's been holding in for quite sometime escapes. This isn't the time for her to go, not yet. Kyanite's here now, she'll know what to do. Instead of hauling him over with a knife, she pleads for an exchange. That he wants her, and Gala has nothing to do with this. Well that's evident, if only she knew Jins's is trying to rid of the little one so she no longer interferes. Because Ky's exactly right, he wants nothing to do with her. Might as well rid her of the picture to prevent any similar future events.

Jins takes no consideration into Kyanite's words as he greets her like she supports what he's doing. Does he choose not listen, or does he really not hear her words? As much as Gala tries she's unable to pull her eyes to find her friend. By assumption she's come unarmed though, and with no help. Now there's only fear of both of them getting killed due to this psychopath. Hopefully he doesn't want that for Ky as he claims that his only desire is for no one to harm her. It's impossible to describe how confusing this guy is. One minute he's straggling her and the next he's not wanting for her to get harmed? Something's messed up in his head. But with the blade still hanging above Gala, she has no room to confront him over the situation.

With Kyanite having Jins as her bully for years Gala puts her trust in the thought that her older friend knows what she's doing. Maybe retaliating with violence isn't the answer as she gives it a different approach...unless, it's pure desperation as she offers a compromise. Gala's life and she gives in to his sick demands of a relationship. That can't be the only option though, there has to be something other then a trade. Why isn't Kyanite fighting? Everything changes as she must of realized damage has probably already been done. As if she'd be able to find forgiveness for him before, she promises he'll never get such a thing if he's harmed Gala. If only that was enough as he's clearly willing to force for her forgiveness and love, and one little girl's death isn't going to stop that.

The knife is actually lowered though, and Gala's relieved for only a second before Jins speaks again. Apparently the two of them had plans together, but everything changed when Kyanite attempted to kill him. If only she had gone through with it then. Still it's all a jumbled mess of confusion as Gala finds no way of placing this puzzle together. All the lies, all the secrets, there's no way in telling what to believe. Until Kyanite's voice breaks out on how he'd never mention that. The last part's true at the very least, and it sounds like a dramatic secret that was meant to stay hidden forever. That must be what he's held over Ky for all of this time. Now though, it doesn't seem to matter so much when another potential death hangs on the line.

"Kyanite...kill him, please." Encouragement faintly escapes Gala's lips as her eyes watch Jins's expression since they're unable to reach Kyanite. If she was able to kill him before, she can do it now. Energy escapes from the youngster's wounded stomach, the tough fight she had only moments ago dissipating away. With fear controlling her every motive she's desperate enough to ask such a thing from her friend. This can't be her time to go, but it's starting to feel like it.

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J I N S R E V E N U E D I S T R I C T 2

◼ Ⅱ ▸ The adrenaline coursing through my veins is so satisfying. With each pump of my heart, more is being released to supply my muscles with the drug like feeling. It's needed and it feels so good, but the only thing wrong with that is, is that it never stays long enough. So, to further the gap so it doesn't stop, the blade finds her stomach and once again, I'm getting high. There's just a small muffled scream she elicits. I detect how she's trying to keep it hidden. With a malcious smile, my senses seem to just run into one at this moment. The look on her face when she hits the ground. The pain I see I'm causing. Why do I get so much pleasure from someone elses pain? Is it even the pain that I'm addicted, too? Or is it the fear that I suck in? I have the power over this little girl. I have everything she needs. Courage. Strength. Power. No remorse. She's the weak one and I can tell that. If she wasn't weak, then that knife would have peirced my heart. Instead, she aimed above my chest. She went for my shoulder. She held back, but I won't. I tell her my promise and make sure she knows she will never step in between me and Kyanite again. She knows that now. She fully understands it now that I have shown her how serious I am about this issue. Good. Though, I won't have to worry about her for much longer. The way she clutches to her stomach. The damage that might have already been done. "I won't." The fear in her voice, I can detect. I want that scream. I beg her for it, as she lays underneath my weight of my arm on her shoulder with the blade above her head. There! In her eye's just then, that tiny spark. That small flicker of fear that's telling me that she's going to give up everything to live is what she's trying to say to me when her mouth won't move. My God. That's better than the scream. Give me more. Tears, Gala. Where are the tears? JUST LET THEM FALL, DAMNIT! "Jins. STOP!" I seem to cower for a moment hearing that sweet voice. I know, right away who it is. Instantly, I let Gala see this softeness in my eyes. The malice turned casual. There's something about Kya's voice that hits me right in the chest to hear her speak so forcefully to me. I've never heard this kind of reaction out of her. Why? Why, all of a sudden does she seem to have this power over me? The only thing that seems to register is her friend. "Jins. it's me you want... please. Leave Gala out of this. Why? Why harm her? It won't do you any good." Why is she defending this kid? Friends are meant to come and go. Don't she know that? Her of all people should, because I've never let anyone ever get that close to her. Isolation is what I've taught her. I've taught her that I'm the only one that will ever be there for her growing up. She never knew of my silent threats. My eyes turn from Gala now, to the pool for a moment, thinking of my previous antidote to Gala's role in Kya's life. What a joy it would be to have Kya watch the kid sink and be forever reminded that the next time I tell her to do something, she damn well better do a better job. Then, I turn further, and look at the fear on her face. It's shocking. It's a look of pain and fear in one, but why? Did Gala hurt her that bad? "Kya, Baby! Are you okay? I'm sorry. I will make Gala pay for hurting you. No one should ever lay a finger on you. No one can harm you." I come out with a soft voice to comfort her. "You hurt me, Jins. Not Gala. YOU! You've always done it... please, I beg you. Spare her and I'm fully yours." So, what she's saying is that if I give this pathetic girl her life, then Kyanite will finally be mine? Will she come to me? Place her hands on me, the way couples are suppose to? Will she depend on me to keep her safe from everyone? I watch her start to slouch and see that she's giving up. She's serious. She's really mine. After all these years, all it took was for me to befriend one of hers. If I had known that, I would have done it sooner and would have allowed her to get close to somene. Better late then never. Then her tears fall. My heart seems to have this weird sensation to see those tiny little droplets fall from her eyes. How they trail down her cheek, leaving little wet marks. Even from this distance, I notice everything about her. Even the way she asks me if I hurt her friend. What can I say to that? Maybe? No? She did it to herself? I lower the blade away from Gala's face cause I know that I'll never get Kya to love me if I do anything more to Gala in front of her. "You know, Kya. We could have it all. You and me. Remember? What we talked about when we were eight? We would become careers together adn fight together just like the game we played. What changed with you Kya? Why did you try to kill me?" That question has always lingered in my head. I've never asked. "You said you'd never mention that ever..." Oops? Did I? After all this time, how can I keep it any longer? Not like it will matter. The only other person in the room won't be able to speak about it. "Kya. How much longer will you deny what you did? You tried to kill me, yet you saved me too. How can anyone really forget such a thing. I've done you a favor keeping that secret for so long, but look what it's done to you. You're a mess. I just want to help." She pushes off from the doorway. "Kyanite...kill him, please." The knife in my hand suddenly raises again when the kid speaks out. She's telling Kya to kill me. She's begging Kya to do it. No! My hand begins to shake as I contemplate having her death or Kyanite's forgiveness. It's the one thing that's keeping me from plunging this knife into the heart and soul of Kyanite's emotions. "Scream..." I whisper and the knife plunges downward. template by chelsey

[Jack Lexington]

My hands are suddenly starting to shake on the wheel. Insecurity...fear. I don't know what it is but it spreads into my arms and I can feel it in my chest.
To deal with it I grip the wheel tighter.

In my mind I see how he bloodies Ky, how he presses his body against hers and kisses her against her will. I feel so helpless because I'm so far away and the car won't go any faster. Most of all it scares me because I might be the one who put her in this bad position because I wasn't able to go through with the kill when I had the chance.

My knuckles are turning white but I keep a good grip on the wheel because as we near our home town a car pulls out of a drive way and I have to swerve into the opposite lane swearing at him.

A few more corners and we can see the large gates of the training center. By now the sun has set behind the houses and it's getting harder to see.
I throw the door open with my heart pumping pure adrenalin through my veins.
Yet I wait for the other two because I know running in there alone could cost me my life.

As quickly as possible we advance to the building where I stop and pull out my gun.
No sound can be heard right now and nobody else seems to be around. I wonder if they're really here.
"Spread out." It's best to approach from different sides. My feet are placed apart carefully padding against the ground when I round the building.

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K Y A N I T E R U Z E D I S T R I C T 2

◼ Ⅱ ▸ Revealing secrets is something that is not suppose to happen. They are what they are for reasons. To keep something tucked away into the depths of the earth, never to be witnessed by others. That is, until something gives, and that secret is hurting you to no end. It's not suppose to be violated. I've let my own secret out before and to several people. The only reason I did that was because of who those people were to me. Friends. People that I trusted with my life. Three people know what this man in front of me is. They know him as the bad person. They know him as the one who harms me and takes my own self worth away from my being. None of them know that I am the reason he's always continued to do such things to me. Does that make it right, though, what he's put me through? I can't decide. "Kya. How much longer will you deny what you did? You tried to kill me, yet you saved me too. how can anyone realy forget such a thing. I've done you a favor keeping that secret for so long, but look what it's done to you. You're a mess. I just want to help." I push myself off the door, my legs feeling completely numb. My steps don't feel like my own. I have no control over my body and just as I think I'm going to talk him out of whatever it is he's thinking about doing to Gala, her voice is what angers the beast. "Kyanite... kill him, please." No! I can't! Not again! I've never been that strong to do it again. After so many years, does she not think I've wanted to? After all the beatings and stolen kisses, does she not understand that what he holds over my head is what keeps me submissive to him? He owns my soul with that secret that he just expelled. It doesn't matter who he just told, the secret is out. The secret that's been over my head for eight years, is now null void. He has set me free. The burden has been lifted as well as the knife above Gala's head. My eyes grow wide, seeing his hand shake and I find the strength in my legs. I run after him. Each step, I get closer. The knife holds still above her head. I'm almost there. Don't do it Jins. DON'T KILL GALA! His hand jerks and taking a solid risk, I dive after him the last two feet. My arms wrap around his back. I reach for both of his arms and the knife narrowly misses her body by a hair of a second. Now, I'm back into the arms of the beast as he thrashes about trying to get me off of him. To gain control of the situation, but with one arm that won't hold on, he has somehow used that to his advantage. His hand latches onto my arm and jerks me over until I feel my body laying against the hard ground. As my vision catches up to me, he's straddling my body, his face so near to my face. I can see the sweat beads on his forehead, and the nasty smile thats on his lips. "Kya. Stupid move." He says. He brings his lips down to touch my lips, but I refuse it, earning me a stinging sensation on my head. I'm partially dazed. Everything that once was one, is now doubled as I give off a light moan. What the hell did he just do? I blink again, forcing my vision to work with me and just as I do, I see him leaning down again, his lips touching my forehead this time. I can't fight him off. I'm forced to give into this feeling as the weight of his body is taken off, and the tears fall freely from my eyes. No. Where are you going? What are you doing? Stay away from her. I question and try to say, but my lips won't move. I turn my head and watch as he makes his way over to Gala. I watch silently, through a vignette type of vision, as he bends down and picks her up into his arms. Her legs are draped over one arm, while her neck is supported by the other. Her hands are dangling downward. My vision wanes, and I blink. The next thing I know, I hear a dull 'thunk' and then the splash of water. "No..." I close my eyes. template by chelsey

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

There must be something mentally wrong with Jins. Every word he says sounds as though he really believes it; that somehow he's helping Kyanite, and he's a good person. From the floor point of view that's complete bull though. As if it's not obvious enough he's the one that's messed up, and Kyanite should of killed him while she had the chance. It's understandable though as Gala doesn't see herself ever doing such a thing unless another life is at risk as well. Even that though she's unsure about as she's never come close to harming someone so drastically. Hopefully Ky can perform such a task now, nearly kill him as it appears to be the last option for them now. After all Jins expressed his lack of backing out on a promise, something tells Gala's he's not going to lay down his weapon because of a conversation. Please Ky, do something.

Even with the knife lower Gala finds no safety or feeling that Jins may actually back off. Maybe her next desperate move is a mistake, but instead of begging him, she's giving that emotion he craves over to Kyanite. A plead for her to kill, even if that's the last thing she wants to do. A motive to get her to almost kill him again if anything, show him that she's no longer one to push around and bully. The sound of movement brings the smallest grin to her pained face, only to have it wiped away seconds later as the knife returns to taunt her above her face. Another demand for a scream. How could he possible think she was going to give into his last request before he kills her? Any second Kyanite will be taking care of him, and she's not going before then. Once again she shakes her head. "No." The strength within her voice has depleted with that single word being more of a tearless cry.

Everything occurs at once after her final refusal to give him that scream. The knife comes flies forward and the Brunette's doing everything she can to pull Jins away. With that lack of his focus Gala bolts her head out of the way to avoid the sharp blade. It completely misses her, and as the knife retrieves up again it darts away along with it's holder. A gasp exhales from her, along with a jolt of her heart as she realizes that Kyanite's done it. This isn't her time, she's not going to go yet. She pulls her head up with every last drop of energy she has left, wanting nothing else then to see that her friend's safe.

It can't be happening like this, that's not how it's suppose to work. The tables have only altered a little as it's now Kyanite that stays pinned underneath him. As much as Gala tries to keep her eyes on the scene her head drops back to the floor, only capable on gazing to the side to witness as much as she can. The disturbing ways on Jins returns as he attempts to lock his lips with Ky's, but her head's moving out of the way before he has a chance. There's still some fight left in her, but this time there's no way Gala's able to pull out a smile of hope. Good thing to as it'd be useless as he retaliates with slapping Ky across the face, redness burning on her cheek from his mark.

"Ky..." Seeing her friend get harmed is even more painful then the overwhelming sting that's consuming her stomach. But as much as she tries she's unable to even pull herself up to a sitting position, let alone go to her aid. She's no longer able to hold back the tears flooding her eyes. There's already so much damage, please no more. Instead of another attack he brings his lips gently to Ky's forehead, his personality changing within a second. A look of concern covers his face, as if he's unsure of what just happened, like he wasn't the one to harm Ky's face. It's quickly replaced by that evil expression once again, that desire to fulfill his threat. Suddenly Jins's is out of Gala's view until his shoes are gaining upon her.

Without any options Gala's lifted from the hard floor, and she lacks any strength to even resist anymore. Where was he even taking her? There's such a need to forget about him, curl up, and hopes she's being transported to safety. But no, of course not. She knows better, and with as slow as her reaction time is she shifts her gaze around to figure it out. That's when the water only a few feet a way gives one last single burst of protest. As much as she's capable of she wiggles around, wanting to push away from him before they have a chance to get any closer. Just stab her, please, she can't go like that. Not being captivated by her greatest fear as it suffocates her. "No..." If what he wants is begging, he finally has it as Gala's pulling at his shirt, kicking around her legs, anything to get away. Tears stream down her face as her eyes reflect the water once again. "Please." But she resists that yell pushing against her throat as she leaves his arms, he's not getting the last satisfaction, even if she does die.

Instinctively her short arms reach out for the edge of the pool, hoping for the slightest chance. It's her head that meets with the hard surface though, preventing any possibility of getting a grip upon it as it takes the last of the strength she didn't have. The red swirls through the clear liquid, and all she's able to remember is gasping in water.