Jack's  P.O.V

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I can't see anything. I can't breathe. I feel... nothing. See nothing. There is nothing. I try to pinch myself. I can't move. But then I see it. Light. It's approaching ever so slightly. But then darkness attacks. As the light dims, the darkness consumes me. But I will keep reaching for the light. It shined through the darkness once more. I could almost touch it...

I jolted up in cold sweat. That fuckin' dream again... That was a bit longer than usual, though. I sighed as I try to get up and noticed that I was chained. Well fuck. I look around the room, taking in all the details. It was clearly a cell, but a lot smaller than usual. I started to panic. I tried to think where I was at last...

The party. Punch. The lights.... Mark! 

"Mark? Mark are you here?!?" I called out frantically. I wonder if he's here with me... I then noticed a person on the other side of the bars. that fucker! I'll show them not to put me in a cell ever fucking again! I approach the bars, teeming with rage, and called out, "Who's there?!?!"

The figure tensed up. I noticed that the figure was of a taller, more muscular guy. Well fuck... again.

The figure turned around and it was... Mark.

He looked at me with apologetic eyes and I just stared at him. Why? Why????

A million questions floated in my head for the second time today (A/N: Remember, all of these chapters so far are just one day XD) but they were all interrupted when another person approached the cell and started talking to Mark. Mark just nodded sullenly and looked at me with sympathy in his eyes as he walked away.

The much slimmer man unlocked the cell and entered. Sure, he was a lot less muscular than Mark but he looked very sly and somewhat cold-hearted. I found myself sitting back down on the bench I awoke up on.

"So, you're Prince Sean? You're a lot more... little, then I thought you would be," he said, and I felt my anger already build up.

"Who you calling, little, fucker!" I called out at him, but he gave me one cold glare and I was back in order. The fuck is this guy?

"So, Sean, I will give you two options... or I may just kill you, because of that snarky remark you just made..," he stated, and I just looked down, suddenly feeling very ill. I've only met one other person like this... but it was just a phase. He's just like pa when he lost ma... Maybe he lost someone as well?

"So! Your options are to either join us, or be killed. Of course, you'll have to go through a test if you want to join," he explained, not exactly looking like he was in the mood for questions. Well too fucking bad.

"Why am I here? Who are you? Where am? Wha-" "Choose first. If you pass our test, then we will tell you," he interrupted. I sighed and thought about it. Whatever this group is, I will be stuck with it till probably my death, or, they could end my life right now.

"I'll take the test," I say with a sigh, and the man smiled at me as he unlocked the chains on my feet and arms. At least now I could move around this cell comfortably. As he walked out, he motioned me to follow. As I followed him outside I take a look around the place. It was just a bunch of wooden houses gathered together with different sighs on them. A bunch of people stared at me as I walked out.

I also noticed... everyone's hair was dyed. Or, at least, a part of their hair. Everyone had a least a bit of dye. That's weird... is this like a cult or something? Cause I'd rather not be in this then....

"Alright, Sean, let's start off with the first test- sword fighting," the man that walked me out said as he handed me a sword. I looked up to see a guy with bleach-blonde hair stepped up. He seemed to have a lot more muscle that I did, but that meant I may have more speed.

As soon as the man said go, I looked for the weakness in the armor. It wasn't hard to find, as there was a small gap near the man's shoulder blade. Bingo. I waited calmly as we circled each other and then the man attacked.

I quickly dogged his attack and tripped the man when he was in mid-air. I pointed the edge of the sword to his shoulder blade.

"Good. Now, archery," the man, who I assume is the leader, said as he took the sword from me and placed a bow in my hand and handed me a quiver full of arrows. 

"I suck at this," I thought out loud, mentally facepalming myself for saying that.

"Well, you gotta try," the leader said as a girl with bright purple hair stepped up with the same bow and arrows. Targets were placed in front of as, and, as I predicted, I did terrible. The girl did amazing, though. She shot three arrows, each one in the bulls-eye, splitting the last one in half. 

"Well, you diffidently aren't the shooting type. Hm... you know what, fuck it. You're in. You just need to dye your hair s color, and maybe get yourself a new name so no one's suspicious. Also hi, I'm Tom- the leader of yagalleh," Tom said as he held out his hand with the sudden change of attitude. Weird...

"Oh, uh, hi Tom," I said awkwardly. Being the person I am, I tend to make a lot of things awkward. 

"So what color would you like your hair and all, and what name?" Tom asked with a pleasant smile as a girl and a boy walked up beside him. They both looked at me with defiant glares but after a few seconds, they lightened up.

"Uh, I guess I'll be... Jack. And for the hair color, green," I said with a small smile. 

"Great! Holly over here will be dying your hair and since you know Mark already, you can stay in his cabin alongside Matt and Ryan," Tom said, his smile winding. 

"You'll meet everyone after Holly is finished with your hair. Go ahead and follow her- she's the one with the bright pink hair," the purple-haired girl said as she pointed out a girl in the crowd around us that I didn't even notice until now.

"Okay, let's go."

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So when I was writing this wattpad glitched out a lot and I was terrified. Thank goodness it's back to normal. Also I plan on posting one-shots soon, so this may go back to being posted only once a day. We'll see. See ya for now!