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Too much love or too little of it can change a person, one way or another. Evil will always be evil. There's nothing good that comes out of us.
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-Chapter 6-- Mathilda Point of view-
Now we were all walking to our new home, for the criminals of course. Our new trainers/guards that were chosen by us, told us to walk in a straight filed line.
We have been walking for about an hour into the forest, and the plant of my feet was starting to hurt. Mr. Grumpy was next to me walking-like everyone else, keeping an eye on me waiting to see if I did something out of line.
Get it, out of line, hahaha.
Okay, maybe you don't get it.
"So Mr. Grumpy, where are we going?" Mr. Grumpy glances at me for a split second then looks forward again not saying a word.
Jeez, this guy really needs to lighten up- does this guy need a hug or a tall glass of milk to calm down the hot steam that is coming out of his ears?
Because he has been with a stern face since we began walking, like literally. He was so pissed that I could feel the bad vibes radiating from his pores.
Like if he could at this very moment, he would have killed me at this exact spot without hesitation. And for me that is sexy.
What... You'll have different preferences too,... So don't judge me and my weird kinks.
A while passed by...
All of us came to a complete stop in front of a weird looking place. This place was so ugly looking, that the grass surrounding the huge building was dead. The grey building had bars in all the windows.
It was like we were in front of an abandoned building and nobody dared to be stupid enough to go inside alone without a companion- because it is haunted by the little elf demons that like to eat humans or must common things that hunt a building that ugly... Ghosts that look all deformed for some damn reason.
"What is this ugly place? " I question absentmindedly to myself, not meaning to let Mr.Grumpy hear.
"It's your worst nightmare, human," He said in an extremely low voice. It made my heart rate rise up and a cold chill ran down my spine in an unpleasant way.
Worst nightmare uh- impossible those people will never come back to life, I made sure of that.
What the hell does he mean by human?
Aren't we both humans?
Everyone started walking into the creepy looking building. I hesitated just a little bit walking into the building.
I think Mr. Grumpy noticed that because a faint smile appeared on his face, almost enjoying my small hesitation. Well, he better enjoy this now, because I'm gonna wipe that smile off his face, really soon.
The inside of the creepy place left me in complete shock.
What the fuck is going on here?
From the outside, the place looks destroyed and hunted by evil mini elves. But from the inside, it looked beautiful in an extremely creepy way.
How can I explain this...
The floor was a red metallic epoxy color that looked like I was stepping on blood. The wall color is darker than my soul literally.
The ceiling has paintings of people or wolves... I'm not sure which one of the two because it looked like the human was halfway transforming into a wolf- It was honestly weird. But the weird creatures were being tortured by humans.
Whoever painted that has a mess up mind just like me, to imagine such a mess-up masterpiece.
I took my time walking and looking at everything that was in sight trying to memorize where to get out, when the time comes, of course.
The further inside we got into the building, the noisier it became. All I can hear is people screaming in complete agony, it was horrible.
At first, I thought that the voices in my head were playing with me again.
But a girl who is an inmate of mine was in front of me, she began to slightly shake in complete fear. Every time a piercing scream is heard in the corridor she slightly jumps.
It was pretty entertaining to watch. Her trainer didn't even notice anything, he just keeps walking like he has done this a million times before.
We came to a complete stop in front of a double steel door. There were two men dressed casually, standing in front of the double door like guard dogs.
They were both tall but not taller than Mr. Grumpy. Both oddly had Black leather gloves- It looked so odd with their casual outfits.
For a moment, Mr. Grumpy left my side and walked up to the front where the two guards were at.
They talked for a while, while I looked around like a lost puppy.
Paintings decorated the walls. Some of them were weird but one of the paintings caught my complete attention.
It was a painting of Mr. Pretty eyes with a woman by his side, both were smiling in the portrait.
The woman had long blond hair stopping at her small waist with big green eyes looking back at me.
She looks so innocent like a flower, but deep down inside me. I knew that it was all an act.
She's probably a bitch acting innocently in front of everyone. The more innocent a person looks, the more wicked they are deep down inside.
Trust me... I know from multiple experiences.
I gazed back at Mr. Grumpy who was still talking to the guards. Then in a moment, both guards started opening the double steel doors.
Everyone was instructed to go inside and down the corridor- then turn to the right and keep going down until we were at the final door at the end of the dark creepy looking hallway.
When all of us got there, we entered into an extremely huge shower room. All of my inmates and I were completely confused.
Why the fuck would they bring us here?
"All of you criminals stand against the wall, facing us" Mr. Grumpy ordered us to do. So we all did what he ordered, and stood against the wall facing the trainers- waiting to see what they were up to next.
"Now strip," all of them said in unison.
My inmates and I look at each other as if they were playing a stupid joke on us.
"Now." Mr. Grumpy said with a warning glare, already losing his patience with us. It's pretty interesting to see his eye pigment changing slowly into a brown golden color whenever he gets pissed.
"Why should we listen to you?" I said to him.
His eyes were turning more golden brown as his jaw clenched, like if he was holding back on coming up to me and snapping my neck.
Aww, It's so sweet of him, right?
I continue to just piss him off " Last time, I check only God can order me to do such things. You, my friend, is not God, to tell me what to do." A smile forms on my face -while I slightly tilt my head to the right, challenging him to do something about it.
And as expected he did, he walks up to me. The girl from my left and the boy from my right distance themselves from me... Like if I was fire, like if they can feel the bad vibe that Mr. Grumpy was bringing with him.
When he was in front of me. He doesn't even let me react when he grabs a handful of my brown long curly hair and pulls me towards the front.
I started laughing hysterically like a crazy person to distract myself from the pain that my scalp was receiving. It felt like I was sitting in an electric chair and an electric bolt was being used on my brain.
We came to a complete stop. " Do you all want to see what happens when you just don't follow orders?" He said in a low dangerous tone, that made my poor little heart skip a beat.
Nobody answers... What a bunch of pussys they are. So I did it for them "Yep, I want to see what happens when I don't listen Mr. Grumpy." A laugh erupted out of me but my laughter was cut short- when a strong firm hand wraps itself tightly around my neck and lifts me off the grey tile floor.
By every second that went by, it was getting harder to stay focused. I use my two hands to get myself out of his death grip.
My throat felt tight as my lungs tried to get some oxygen. It felt like I was below water trying to go above the surface.
Slowly, my body wasn't listening to my brain, my vision became blurred by the tears that started to stream down my face.
Slowly losing consciousness, when I was about to close my eyes- he let go of me and my body hit the cold tile floor.
I lay on the tile floor, for about a minute trying to get myself together. My throat felt sore and my voice became scratchy.
My vision started to slowly focus on my surroundings. My inmates looked at me in complete shock, except one.
Hunter was the only one. Who didn't look surprised, it was more like he looked entertained. An evil glint showed in his eyes.
It made me faintly smile up at him. I guess he was just like me, we don't like having pity from no one.
Damn you Mr. Grumpy, you will pay for this one very soon. Mark my word.
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What do you think of chapter 6?