Battle Wounds (Jack, Marree, & Cato)

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The first thing I register is that the girl I found a little bit ago, Gala? Well whatever her name is, the girl charges me with such ferocity and strength that what she does next surprises me. The girl launches herself at me, tackling me to the ground. Before either of us can do a single thing, the 'fight' is broken up by nearby nurses. Most of the nurses that are trying to 'restrain' me look like they have fear in their eyes. I don't really blame them though, when I attacked one of them just a bit ago. Now I remember that the other guy who pinned me to the wall had a chance to stop the girl I fought from tackling me, but no, he didn't stop her. He practically let her go right by him.

I wouldn't be surprised if the son of a bitch set this up. From the looks of things, they did talk briefly. I bet he gave her the idea to try and tackle me. I get up from the ground, shaking the dust off of my clothes. I can feel the blood pumping near the wounds that I gave myself when my fists repeatedly struck the walls. So much blood trailing down my arms. Well, that wasn't very smart of me. Damn it, I need to control myself better. In a not so shocking nor surprising move, the girl's other friend approaches me. Only now do I recognize her to be Kyanite. Not much of her is memorable since we briefly met, but she did seem nice. What happens next though, changes my mind.

"She'll be fine.. but you better watch out next time you see her. Just keep you're distance from her for a while." I detect the threatening tone she speaks in. Its like the rest of the crowd and no doubt her other friend as well. Everyone expected me to lay down and lose for the little girl. Its not like in the arena where opponents will lie down in front of her just to be killed. Kyanite turns her back toward me, no doubt comforting the girl. Big mistake. I rush toward Kyanite, spearing her in the back. We both end up on the ground. I don't know if the blood on her face is from my hands or what I just did, but I don't give a damn right now. My hands lock around her neck, choking her and depriving her of air.

"Don't ever tell me what to do. You're just like the rest of the damn crowd that watched the fight. You expect me to lie down for her? How real is that? If that had been the arena, She wouldn't have a judge to stop a fight. She can't just rely on other people to protect her." My hand meets her jaw with all the strength I can muster. My grip loosens, and I get up to leave. "Try to tell me what to do again. We'll see what happens. Out there in the arena, she would of died today." I have to get out of this area, so I jog around the corner, leading myself into a room. My hands wipe blood all over the wall leading into the room. Blood drips on the door. I don't know what just happened.

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What happens next isn't what I expect at all. The same man who pinned me against the wall, who talked to Gala about hurting me, is the one right here with me. I can feel his hands on me when my face is smashed into the wall. Blood explodes from the wounds, so much in fact that I feel it gushing down my face, dripping all over my clothes and the walls. What the fuck is going on. Kyanite must be this man's girlfriend or something. Did I piss him off? Well, all the more enjoyment out of what I did to her. Still the man continues to throw punch after punch on my face. More blood dripping down my face. "You're dead. You're fucking dead." The man smashes his knee into my gut. What little composure I had is gone. This violent attack on me rid me of what little I had left to control myself.

"Go on finish it you son of a bitch. Go, what are you waiting for huh?" I await more blows, but when none come, I launch my own attack against him. Blood pops out of my mouth and sprays him in the face. He wisely backs off, but I don't allow it for long. Clearly I must of blinded the bastard. I back up a few paces and launch a kick toward his face which connects with a satisfying sound, but I don't if I imagined that sound or not. What I do know is, I did get my revenge. Anymore fighting, I may as well kill him. His life would be so easy to crush, but I decide against it. "Look you bastard. Why is it that you have to protect everyone else huh? Did you hear me when I kicked Kyanite's ass? If that was her in the arena, her life would also be over. You have to learn to let others defend themselves. If you keep protecting them, neither will learn what it means to be alone. Now I suggest you take a fucking chill pill bro."

I look him straight in the eyes. For a brief moment, we stare into the others eyes. I limp out of the room. The blood loss I suffered will keep me from training at my best for days. That's the worst news. The good news is that I fought with others. Fighting dummies who never retaliate gets old and these fight I live for. Some nurse dares to approach me, but this was her mistake. "Look nurse, I don't know who you think you are, but leave me alone." I crack my neck, all the while looking at her with a threatening glare. Wisely, the nurse backs off. I continue to limp, but I have no idea where it is I end up. All I know is that suddenly, my face greets the floor. The blood loss has finally caught up to me. I hear voices which must mean some nurses are nearby, but this time, I don't have the willpower to refuse them.

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I awake to find out I'm in some room. Look around, I notice that there isn't much in here besides a window. Maybe I'm in trouble for attacking that one nurse and that bitch Kyanite. I swear if I'm the only one getting in trouble for causing violence, I'll kill whoever decides this punishment. I know for a fact that Gala and her mentor hurt me. I need to get the hell out of here. I look around for something to help me get out of here, but when I try to get up, I find that I'm tied to a chair. Only my hands and arms seem to be tied. With nothing else to lose, I get up and run backwards with as much force that I can muster. Once more, twice more, I do this before the chair breaks. Splinters from the chair stick in my back, but I do my best to ignore the pain that arises.

Wait, why don't I feel the other wounds I suffered. Immediately, I move one of my hands to feel my face, yet no blood is present. I don't know what's happened to me, but it would appear that I've been treated. That's kind of shocking. With all the violence I caused, treating me must of been extremely nervous for whoever did it. I walk over to the door only to find out its locked. I conclude that I must be in trouble or they wouldn't lock me in. My heads turns around to see the window. That will be my only escape from here. Well, I will have fresh wounds after this. Here goes nothing. I back up as far away from the window as possible before rushing right at it with all my strength. The window doesn't break, but I do notice a crack. One more time, I rush the window followed by the window making another crack. I rush it again and this time, the window shatters with my flying right through it.

I've done it. Those idiots will be glad to get rid of me anyway. Probably why they contained me in a room with a glass window. Speaking of glass, along with the splinters of wood, I now have shards of glass all over my body. I have fresh cuts, because now I have blood oozing out of them. The pain in my shin hasn't gone away completely either. I try to stand, but my leg gives out. I'm not going back there. Crawling would have to work for now. Might not be the easiest thing to do, but I don't want to go back to the people that harmed me. Nor do I want sympathy for the wounds I received. Making it home and resting there will have to do find for now. I'll be seeing Kyanite again that's for sure. She has hell to pay.