LOGINElisa's pov
"What are you saying!" Lily yelled. I flinched at how loud her voice was and hoped no one else had heard it. They were now both standing and slightly glaring at each other. "Jane, don't you get it. We're going to die." Jane said softly. Lily's eyes softened for a moment till they met mine and her glare returned. "Then why should she live. Why is she killing us!" Jane stepped closer to Lily, her voice barely a whisper as the next words came out of her mouth. "Then would you kill me if I asked?" The bow lily had been clutching in her hands- to probably stab me with- fell to the ground. She stared at Jane with a bewildered expression. "You know I can't do that jane." "But it's all I've been asking you for since we came to this hell hole! Every minute here I've been asking you to kill me." She beat her fist against Lily's shoulders. "You've been selfish all this time, Jane. You've been my best friend since I was 5 but you didn't listen to me. I plead for you every night to put me out of this misery. Please Lily I can't do it anymore." Jane sobbed loudly and I could feel my heart breaking for them. Lily didn't say anything else and simply pulled Jane into a hug. They sobbed for a while and even though they were really loud. I couldn't bring myself to separate them. Seeing them together only reminded me of the painful truth. Only one person would survive. Jane turned towards me with a smile and I got up. I shook my head. "Nope, I can't do it. I can't kill you guys." Jane opened her mouth to protest but before she could say anything, Lily's voice broke through. "Grab your arrow." She picked up the arrow she'd dropped and took a few steps back. She pointed the arrow at Jane with a smile. "Pick up your arrow, Jane." "What are you doing?" Jane shrieked. She tried to step closer to her best friend but Lily stepped back. "Do it now." Her voice was ice cold and yet her eyes held a different expression. She turned towards me, "Count to three for us." Jane didn't say anything else as she picked up her arrow with shaky fingers and pointed it at Lily. Lily shot me a glare and I knew that was my time to start. "0" I was trying to give them more time with each other. They both let out sad laughs at that. "1" Their sobs grew harder and soon I felt tears running down my own cheeks. "2." I stared at Jane and Lily who were both smiling at each other now. I wondered if they were communicating with each other through their eyes. I wondered if they had unfinished words they needed to say to each other. And then it happened, Jane ran up to Lily and gave her one last final hug. She whispered something into Lily's ears and pulled back with a smile but Lily was as pale as a ghost. Jane looked at me and nodded. The confirmation to say the next number. I gulped down the lump in my throat. Just why did we have to be in this situation. Another tear streaked down my cheek as my lips finally moved, "3." Only one arrow was shot. I watched as Lily dropped to the floor. A gasp slipped past my lips at the arrow lodged deep into her chest. Jane moved closer to her. "I knew she couldn't kill me" she said quietly. She closed Lily's eyes and flashed me a smile before lodging an arrow deep into her own chest. Another gasp escaped my lips as her lifeless body dropped beside her best friend's own. They looked peaceful. I blinked back the tears as I grabbed my own arrows. And then I walked away to face whatever awaited me. I walked around the forest unsure of where I was going but it was quiet. It sounded like everyone was already dead. And then I heard it. The whistle that confirmed that everyone else was already dead. I was supposed to feel joy but I couldn't bring myself to feel that way. I couldn't bring myself to feel anything and now all I hoped for was that Ethan and Marie were still alive. I slowly made my way out of the forest. Soon, the trees started disappearing and I could make out the buildings. John appeared in front of me as soon as I was out of the forest. He clapped his hands and grinned at me. "I had a feeling you'd survive but someone else did as well." He stepped aside and I froze. Joanne. "Both of you please, come this way. Leave your arrows behind." John said. He was practically beaming with joy as he led us to where we should stand. He clapped his hands together, "Okay. There's enough room for both of you." John stepped aside and someone threw a knife between us. Before I had any chance to react, Joanne lunged for the knife and tackled me to the floor. She clenched the knife in her hand as she used her free one to hit me. She slapped me over and over again and I'm not sure why I let myself get hit but I didn't try to push her off me. She grabbed my hair, causing me to flinch in pain. "I hate you so much, Elisa. I hope you rot in hell. I hope you and Marie both rot in hell." Okay. That's it. "What's your problem with me?!" I spat. I still didn't move my hands to push her off but I met her glare. "Your parents-" Her voice cracked a bit. "They killed my parents. We were there that night. In the forest with your crazy mum. Your parents are the reason my parents got killed!" She yelled. She was panting aggressively in my face. That was why she hated me so much? I wasn't even aware that this happened or the fact that they were there that night. "I fucking hope you rot in hell and don't you dare die bitch." She lifted the knife and I closed my eyes."W-what do you mean" I barely managed to speak, my hands trembling beside me. My breathing coming out ragged and shaky. "Her name's Maria right?" He tapped his chin thoughtfully. "I heard she was old and defenseless. What a shame."I lunged at him, grabbing his shirt in my hand. My gaze locked onto his- fierce and unhinged. I was sure I looked mental.He moved my hands away before taking a seat, "My brother had her killed. He was in charge of running the slave quarters you were in." He looked me over and motioned to the chairs. "You might want to sit down for this."But I didn't move. I was frozen to my spot. Every word felt like it was weighing down on me. My chest tightened even further making it harder for me to breathe."He got news of someone who was constantly stealing things- like extra water and food. And then one day, apparently she'd attacked a guard for hitting someone-" Matt explained., voice low and serious.No. No please."And when he found out it was an old lady of no
Before I could say anything, I heard a voice from behind me. "It's nice to see you too, brother."Matt."You must like this one since you came out." Matt chimed. He was grinning from ear to ear. "Kyle-""I asked you a question! Why are you here!" I tried not to flinch but I couldn't stop my hands from trembling slightly. I was standing in between two werewolves."I was brought here." My voice cracked a bit at the end. His jaw clenched tightly as his fists balled up in anger."I thought you'd like-" Matt's voice died down. Kyle moved fast again, his fist crashing into Matt's face who stumbled backwards."Get that thing away from me. Or else-"Kyle warned, his voice dropping lower than before. Kyle took a step to move but Matt stopped him. "You see, brother-" His claws grew longer. And the grin from before was now replaced with a deadly look. "You don't control me." They looked like they were about to rip each other to shred.The snapping of bones resonated in the air. I took a step
John tugged me into a room, the chain on my neck biting harshly into my skin."It's good to finally see you behaving. I should have done this long ago." I stared at his smug smile but I didn't say anything.My gaze fell to the floor. It was covered in blood. Marie's blood. My breath hitched and I blinked.The spotless white floor stared back at me."Move it. We don't have all day." John sneered. He led me to the stage- where others were- and took his place in front of us."Ladies and gentlemen, today we have a new batch of pets."An auction. So this was what happened to the people that were sold. This was my fate.I could hear chattering from the crowd but I didn't bother to lift my head up."So go on and pick your choice." John said.Numbers flew around the air. The people that were bought were led off stage to be prepared."Hey what's wrong with that black haired one." A voice from the crowd called out."Yeah." Another laughed she seems broken but I like them broken."The crowd soon
Elisa's povI ran to her before anyone could stop me. John's men brutally pushed her to the ground. My jaw clenched in anger but I refocused my attention back to Marie. She needed me more."Marie." My voice was barely above a whisper as my trembling hands moved to remove the sack. Slowly, I lifted it and gaspedThere was a darkish purple bruise on her right eye. Anger pulsed through my veins as I looked back at John. "Who did this to her! How dare you touch her!"But John only snickered and placed a cigarette between his lips. I wanted to march over to him and punch him square in the face. Before I could say another word, Marie's trembling, wrinkled fingers brushed against my face, drawing my attention back to her."Elisa?" Her voice sounded weak and broken.I bit my lips to keep from crying. I nodded my head, taking her hands in mine. "I'll get you out of here-""No!" She tore her hand from my grasp, shaking her head frantically. I tried to reach for her hands again but she wouldn'
Elisa's pov I waited for the pain to come but I felt nothing. A warm liquid splashed on my face and I slowly opened my eyes. I gasped at the horrendous sight in front of me. The knife was stuck in Joanne's neck-blood oozing out from it. I pushed her away and quickly scrambled to my feet. My eyes met her lifeless ones and it was as if I could still hear her- still feel her mocking me. Why didn't she stab me. "Well that was some twist." John said. But I couldn't pry my eyes away from Joanne's. "I didn't expect you of all people to survive but since you did- as promised, you'll get your gift." I finally managed to look away from Joanne and at John. His voice was calm and neutral but his eyes were clearly laced with mischief "I don't want any gifts. Just Marie and Ethan." I took in a deep breath, willing the next words to leave my mouth. "Are they alive?" John looked at one of his men and then back at me. He flashed me a smile- a smile I knew all too well. "Yes, they're alive." My
Elisa's pov "What are you saying!" Lily yelled. I flinched at how loud her voice was and hoped no one else had heard it. They were now both standing and slightly glaring at each other. "Jane, don't you get it. We're going to die." Jane said softly. Lily's eyes softened for a moment till they met mine and her glare returned. "Then why should she live. Why is she killing us!" Jane stepped closer to Lily, her voice barely a whisper as the next words came out of her mouth. "Then would you kill me if I asked?" The bow lily had been clutching in her hands- to probably stab me with- fell to the ground. She stared at Jane with a bewildered expression. "You know I can't do that jane." "But it's all I've been asking you for since we came to this hell hole! Every minute here I've been asking you to kill me." She beat her fist against Lily's shoulders. "You've been selfish all this time, Jane. You've been my best friend since I was 5 but you didn't listen to me. I plead for you every







