Book 2 of THE ARENA! "Rule or be ruled." People should know that there is a great difference between a leader and a follower. Inside the prison, the weak must perish. Featured on CANDY MAGAZINE ARTICLE. There's only one way to survive inside the prison, fight. Declan must find a way out or else he's gonna end up cold in the ground.Book 2 of 'THE ARENA'
Lihat lebih banyakI think I found the culprit.
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I could have said no when he asked me to do the damn thing, but the nagging voice at the back of my head that thirsts for adventure made me say yes. People might say I was stupid for all the decisions I made in my lifetime, and I couldn't reason against them. I guess it was because people have the right to their own opinions. Sometimes we do things simply because we wanted to do them; because humans are all born stupid.
I looked at the clock on the wall above the TV-- just the exact time-- then I stepped my foot forward to get my right ear glued to the door, noises just outside the hall. I sighed, preparing myself for what was about to happen. I swallowed the imaginary lump building upon my throat then headed for the lights. I switched them all off, leaving my computer the only source of lighting. Adjusting my eyes with the darkened surroundings, I followed the dim glow of the computer to my room and I sat down in front of it. I let out another heavy sigh as I watched the people on the screen. Trying my best not to have second thoughts about the decisions I made-- I wanted answers for all of my tormented nights and that was it-- though I knew it was too late for me to contemplate about the matter at hand then. Everything was set in place; the cameras were already rolling capturing the action. I knew it was crazy but it was also the only way.
Bang!
The loud sound made me jumped on my seat. The door that I just double-locked mere minutes ago flew wide open, giving way to sets of soft marching feet. Hushed voices filled the quiet place. I stiffened, not able to move a muscle in my position, trying my hardest to listen for their movements. I grew impatient as slamming doors followed their wake, finding the occupant of the intruded apartment. Finally, the last door that they would open; two uniformed men greeted me with a snarled look. I met their glare with equal measure as one flashed a light on my face and the other held a gun to my head.
I should have been afraid; I could have run the moment I heard their marching footfalls outside the apartment or the least when I saw their image on my security cameras. If only I wasn't expecting them, if it was just all mere coincidence, I would have.
"I think I found the culprit! Don't move! Stay in your position!" One of the two officers shouted as I pushed the chair, I was sitting in to stand up. "I said stay in your position!" I dismissed his erratic order, keeping a deaf ear. I continued my act. The two stepped closer to me with the still steady aim on my skull. And without batting an eyelash I raised both my hands, surrendering, smiling sugary sweet.
Closer, closer, and closer they came until I was within their reach. The bigger between the two, the one with the gun kicked the seat I just vacated consequently with an umph he pinned my body to the carpeted floor rather too harshly. My arms were both twisted to my back, refraining them from my usage.
"Be gentle, it's a kid! Damn, I never thought it was a kid, I'm sure as hell that--" The other one said, stopping amid of his comment, giving me a sympathetic eye.
"That what? That it's a monster? This is no kid! But a demon! Bombing three buildings? That is...shut up man! This is no kid. THIS IS A MONSTER!" The man who got me under my grip was only fueled with more anger. He banged my head on the floor, leaving my ears with a tingling sound. He hated me and I knew he wasn't done yet, another ringing came
Pain it caused me and I grunted, "I'm not fighting man."
I got no response, as if talking to the air, the man continued to treat me rough. Cold metal made contact with my bare wrist as I was cuffed. "I don't care...I won't ever treat you human! You do not deserve to be treated like a human!" He stopped, making his head closer to my ears so that he could whisper in them. "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you? With these rights in mind, do you wish to speak to me?"
"Sure. You're an asshole, you know that man? Ugh!" I grunted again. The man pulled me to my feet. Clicking sounds erupted, the lights were turned on making my sight go blind.
"Declan Oliver, you are under arrest for use of a weapon of mass destruction, conspiracy to use a weapon of mass destruction, destruction with the use of explosives, and sixteen counts of first-degree murder."
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Chapter 2. Before The Accident"Good morning!" I felt a big weight fall on my side followed by soft kisses on my face. "Com'on wake up sleepy head. We have a long day ahead of us!""Ugh!" I grunted. I didn't want to leave my bed. It was too comfy in there that I just wanted to stay asleep. Instead of waking up, I pulled my blanket over my face.A low chuckle erupted in my ears. "So that's how you want it, huh?" The blanket was forcefully taken away from my body. Then a weight pinned me down as hands started tickling my sides.I lost it. I opened my eyes. The most beautiful creature on earth greeted me with his white pearly smile. My heart was easily swept away, he looked like an angel as the sunlight illuminated his chiseled features. "Stop it. Stop it. I am awake!" I said in between my laughter."So you wanna sleep all day long, huh?" I grinned. I pulled my fiancee's arm. His body crushed me and our lips met. "Let's just stay like this for a while." I put my fingers on his face tra
Aren't we all puppets in this world?……The whiteness of the wall suddenly turned into a mesmerizing shade of cyan blue. The scenery before me changed and I was transported inside a distant memory.A mop of the brown head was caught in the corner of my eyes and I instinctively rounded to the next turn, trying to escape the guy. I run, bumping a few times to the throngs of passing students. He wasn't supposed to make contact with me at school. It was too dangerous for the both of us; I could not be associated with him. Something vibrated in my pocket, an incoming call. I reached for the device, pressing the off button. Head cast down, hair framing my face; I moved out to the parking lot and onto my car."I'm not yet done thinking," I said, a hand grabbed my arm before I could open my door. "You are not supposed to be in here."He ignored my words. "Six weeks," he whispered close to my ears. I yanked away from my arm but his grip was firm. He wanted an answer and he would not leave with
Aren't we all puppets in this world?……The whiteness of the wall suddenly turned into a mesmerizing shade of cyan blue. The scenery before me changed and I was transported inside a distant memory.A mop of the brown head was caught in the corner of my eyes and I instinctively rounded to the next turn, trying to escape the guy. I run, bumping a few times to the throngs of passing students. He wasn't supposed to make contact with me at school. It was too dangerous for the both of us; I could not be associated with him. Something vibrated in my pocket, an incoming call. I reached for the device, pressing the off button. Head cast down, hair framing my face; I moved out to the parking lot and onto my car."I'm not yet done thinking," I said, a hand grabbed my arm before I could open my door. "You are not supposed to be in here."He ignored my words. "Six weeks," he whispered close to my ears. I yanked away from my arm but his grip was firm. He wanted an answer and he would not leave with
Aren't we all puppets in this world?……The whiteness of the wall suddenly turned into a mesmerizing shade of cyan blue. The scenery before me changed and I was transported inside a distant memory.A mop of the brown head was caught in the corner of my eyes and I instinctively rounded to the next turn, trying to escape the guy. I run, bumping a few times to the throngs of passing students. He wasn't supposed to make contact with me at school. It was too dangerous for the both of us; I could not be associated with him. Something vibrated in my pocket, an incoming call. I reached for the device, pressing the off button. Head cast down, hair framing my face; I moved out to the parking lot and onto my car."I'm not yet done thinking," I said, a hand grabbed my arm before I could open my door. "You are not supposed to be in here."He ignored my words. "Six weeks," he whispered close to my ears. I yanked away from my arm but his grip was firm. He wanted an answer and he would not leave with
Aren't we all puppets in this world?……The whiteness of the wall suddenly turned into a mesmerizing shade of cyan blue. The scenery before me changed and I was transported inside a distant memory.A mop of the brown head was caught in the corner of my eyes and I instinctively rounded to the next turn, trying to escape the guy. I run, bumping a few times to the throngs of passing students. He wasn't supposed to make contact with me at school. It was too dangerous for the both of us; I could not be associated with him. Something vibrated in my pocket, an incoming call. I reached for the device, pressing the off button. Head cast down, hair framing my face; I moved out to the parking lot and onto my car."I'm not yet done thinking," I said, a hand grabbed my arm before I could open my door. "You are not supposed to be in here."He ignored my words. "Six weeks," he whispered close to my ears. I yanked away from my arm but his grip was firm. He wanted an answer and he would not leave with
Aren't we all puppets in this world?……The whiteness of the wall suddenly turned into a mesmerizing shade of cyan blue. The scenery before me changed and I was transported inside a distant memory.A mop of the brown head was caught in the corner of my eyes and I instinctively rounded to the next turn, trying to escape the guy. I run, bumping a few times to the throngs of passing students. He wasn't supposed to make contact with me at school. It was too dangerous for the both of us; I could not be associated with him. Something vibrated in my pocket, an incoming call. I reached for the device, pressing the off button. Head cast down, hair framing my face; I moved out to the parking lot and onto my car."I'm not yet done thinking," I said, a hand grabbed my arm before I could open my door. "You are not supposed to be in here."He ignored my words. "Six weeks," he whispered close to my ears. I yanked away from my arm but his grip was firm. He wanted an answer and he would not leave with
Aren't we all puppets in this world?……The whiteness of the wall suddenly turned into a mesmerizing shade of cyan blue. The scenery before me changed and I was transported inside a distant memory.A mop of the brown head was caught in the corner of my eyes and I instinctively rounded to the next turn, trying to escape the guy. I run, bumping a few times to the throngs of passing students. He wasn't supposed to make contact with me at school. It was too dangerous for the both of us; I could not be associated with him. Something vibrated in my pocket, an incoming call. I reached for the device, pressing the off button. Head cast down, hair framing my face; I moved out to the parking lot and onto my car."I'm not yet done thinking," I said, a hand grabbed my arm before I could open my door. "You are not supposed to be in here."He ignored my words. "Six weeks," he whispered close to my ears. I yanked away from my arm but his grip was firm. He wanted an answer and he would not leave with
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