Mark

  "I'm sorry, I'm going to do what?" My eyes were wide open, jaw dropped as I stared at the man sitting in front of me. It had been five days since Jackson and Junior had basically kidnapped me and taken me to their leader Jb's hang out. Where he had stated I would now live with the bandits and every piece of information about my future would be told to me when it was decide. Which brings me back to where I am now and what the hell this man just told me I was to do.

  "You want me to train? In what, combat?" I questioned, disbelief clear in my tone. Jb only nodded, his face as expressionless as always,"If you don't train with us you don't stay with us. Rule number three." Junior stood off to the side, leaning on a wall with a smirk. That jerk. I gritted my teeth together,"It's not like I had a choice in being here!" I reminded him, these people think they can boss me around and tell me all about how I have to do stuff to stay when they are holding me hostage!

  Jb's eyes brightened with mock happiness,"Exactly my point! If you had a choice I would have asked you to train, but I didn't. I told you, and you have no choice. Now that we have come to an agreement I see it's only fit that I give you someone you don't know to train you." He stared at Junior as if proving a point,"That way they won't be soft on you, Yugyeom!" A tall boy stepped out of the crowd,"Yes Jb?" He can't be over 19! "You can't be serious!" I exclaimed,"He is basically a kid!"

Jb's eyes narrowed,"If you can beat him, I'll get you someone else." He proposed the deal. Junior took a step forward,"Jb......" There was a certain tone he had used, but I couldn't put my finger on it,"Junior stand back, this is none of your business." I hate to admit it but Jb is right. Junior is always putting himself in my business. I knew I should be happy that someone cared enough to even be near me, but Junior, well I could take a break from him,"If he beats Yugyeom I will train him." Junior offered, making me clench my fists and hang my head from replying with an angry 'you don't speak for me!'

Jb thought for moment before tilting his head to the side,"Okay. If Mark beats Yugyeom then Junior can train him." He concluded,"Now, Yugyeom, kick his ass." I was surprised at the harshness in his tone. He thinks he is always right, he thinks Yugyeom is going to beat me. I turned to face my opponent, who might I add, looked a lot tougher than the last time I had seen him,"Ready, set, fight!" By now ever bandit in the room had gathered around us. I immediately began to feel nervous,"Now wait a sec-" I raised my hands up to reason with Jb only to have a battle cry cut me off. I felt a body collide with mine before I could see it.

Yugyeom straddled my waist and lifted up his fist ready to swing. In the heat of the moment I lifted my own fist and hit his stomach, making him hold it out of instinct. Taken the opportunity I pushed him off of me and stood up to catch my breath. A laugh echoed through out the room,"Lesson number one." Yugyeom started, cutting himself off with another laugh while he got to his feet,"Never let your opponent-" He smiled creepily. Out of no where his hand wrapped itself around my leg and pulled my feet off the ground. My back hit the hard surface with a thud that left me gasping for air. I felt Yugyeom put his foot on my chest in victory,"-get up." He finished with a whisper that made me shiver. You just got yourself a lot of respect. I thought bitterly.

Yugyeom took his foot off of me and walked away, brushing his hands on his pants. He whistled as he walked, as if beating me was the easiest thing he had ever done. I grunted when I hand appeared in front of me, the face of Junior behind it,"Need help?" Taking his hand anything but gratefully I let him pull me off the ground before I spoke,"Do all of you fight like that?" My gaze locked with his and I suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of fear. Junior is dangerous,"Of course not!" He scoffed looking me up and down,"Yugyeom was born into the bandits, he has been training with us since he was seven. One of our best fighters, too bad he choose to be a spy."

A spy? Before I could ask what I was thinking another thought entered my mind,"So you weren't born into the bandits?" Junior shrugged,"Not many are." I studied the boy in front of me. Not giving any unnecessary information,"So how did you get into the bandits?" Almost instantly Junior's expression changed into a crossed looking one,"That isn't something you deserve to know!" He snapped, stomping out of the room,"Uh......now what? He was my only way to the place I'm sleeping at!" I whined, Junior called it 'living house' since apparently it was 'the house we live in'.

"I'll take you." A voice offered from behind me, turning around I saw BamBam,"Oh, uh hi! BamBam right?" He smiled,"Yep, it's your boy! Mark right?" I nodded, he seems nice, a lot better than Junior,"Do you mind if we leave now, I'm getting tired." I asked, BamBam gave me a sly look,"That's what happens when you get your ass kicked by gyeom." Gyeom? Does he mean Yugyeom? "Uh yeah that was embarrassing." I ran a hand through my hair, had every bandit been there?

"Don't worry, we've all been through it. I still remember the day Jackson kicked my ass and I had to keep him as a mentor for my training. He was good though. And I wouldn't worry about anything cause Junior looked a bit worried when you got hurt so I'm sure if anyone else thinks of fighting you he will defend you." My eyebrows furrowed, I don't need defending,"Then again you did put up a fight so I think you'll make a fine bandit." I didn't realize we had started walking until the walls turned into trees,"But......" I trailed off, not wanting to lose my first chance at having a friend because of an opinion. BamBam looked at me confused,"But what?"

"But I don't want to be a bandit." I whispered, half hoping he didn't hear me and half hoping he did, and he had,"Oh Mark, I'm sorry but you can't go back so really you can't not be a bandit. Jb isn't going to let you go. Just accept that the town isn't your home anymore, I mean they shunned you, left you." I straightened up, looking him dead in the eye,"Who says it isn't anymore?" BamBam gave me another confused look but I couldn't let him speak. Getting ready to leave I prepared to lose my first friend.

"I wasn't shunned like you bandits were! I was taken after you killed my family! I don't even belong here! I don't want to train I don't even want to be here! I was living perfectly fine and now thanks to all of you I don't have a home! I hate bandits! Every one of them are monsters who just kill for fun!"

With the look of hurt in BamBam's eyes I walked away, into the forest. Who needs bandits? I have no home anymore.