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Mixed POV
Jason was trying so hard, really, but try all he might, he could not focus. He was to busy thinking about that vigilante. Who is he? How old is he? Do I know him? Where'd he learn to fight? He should be called the Seal. All these thoughts were running through his head, but his mind just couldn't seem to focus on one.
It seemed like it had been five hours until the bell finally rung.
He leaped up from his seat, grabbed his books, then made a beeline for the door, all before the teacher even had a chance to finish his sentence.
Jason swore that if he was in that classroom any longer, than he would've died of boredom. After his first three classes, he was just glad that he hadn't passed out ages ago.
Jason headed for the cafeteria, not bothering to stop and put his books in his locker. When he pushed open the door, he headed straight for his and Jack's usual seat. He plunked his books on the table before plopping down on a seat, waiting not so patiently for Jack and Percy to come in.
Jason doesn't know what he thinks of Percy. With the way he reacted after his nightmare, and how he said 'innocent' as if he has hurt a guilty man before. And also Percy's reaction to the Police Force classifying the vigilante as a criminal.
Jason doesn't know what he thinks of this kid, but he seems like a genuine guy with a genuine heart. Not like those stupid-ass Black Dragons.
"What's up?" Jack said as he sank down into the seat next to Jason, seeing his friend roll his eyes. Jack had just come from art with Percy in tow. Percy didn't seem to be to flash at art, but I can't say much. My painting of a dog looked more like a constipated bunny with horns.
Percy sat down on Jack's free side before taking an apple out of his bag and taking a bite.
Percy's POV
I didn't even pick art as an option, so how in hell did I end up getting it three times a week. I inwardly groaned as I thought back to the stuffed up flower that I had painted, only to then be discreetly thrown out by the teacher. Don't worry Mrs Carter, I would've done it to.
As soon as I had taken a bite out of my apple, Jason's mouth opened and my immediate thought was that it was not going to be closing any time soon.
"Who do you guys think the vigilante is? How old do you think he is? If he's a student, do you think he would be in our school? Who could it be? A Black Dragon? No... they're to stuck up and selfish to do anything good. And do you think the Seal is a good name? Where'd he learn-" "Whoa whoa whoa!" Jack said, clamping his hand down on Jason's mouth. "Slow down mate." Jack then proceeded to take his hand off of Jason's mouth, much to Jason's pleasure.
"Sorry," Jason apologised. "I just couldn't stop thinking about the vigilante during all my classes."
I chuckled slightly. Man, I never knew that I would have such an impact on them. Well, not 'me', but 'me'. Does that make sense?
I was brought out of my thoughts when Jack laughed. "All goods. And what was that about a seal?" Jack asked confused.
"Oh! Well, I was thinking that this dude should have a name. And since pretty much his whole outfit was navy blue, I thought that The Seal would be pretty cool," Jason finished with a smile.
Jack let out another short laugh. "Tell that to my father." Jason started laughing at that, and I couldn't help but let out a small smile.
We were soon broken out of our laughter when I heard a small whimper coming from the middle of the room. I looked over in the direction of the sound along with Jack and Jason.
I saw the four people who tried to throw something at me ganging up on a scrawny kid with braces holding his pants up.
All the four meatheads were doing was backing him up into a corner, but then when they pushed him the rest of the way, I started to get up, but then realised that I couldn't go over there, take them out. them just sit back down at the table without raising a few eyebrows.
But luckily the kid wouldn't have to go much longer, because I silently remember Jack and Jason telling me they were very good at karate. They got up and headed over to the kid but not before muttering something like "again Milton?"
I watched as the boys approached the meatheads. "Frank, just back off. Pick on someone your own size," Jack stated as Frank turned to look at him.
Something crossed this 'Frank's' face. Fear?
"This is none of your business Jack," Frank spat out his name.
"But Frank, you see it is," Jason came into the conversation. "Because this is the second day in a row where you've been a pain."
Before Frank could have the time to answer, Jack spoke up again. "Just leave the kid alone Frank."
But it didn't seem like that was what he was going to do. Instead, he brought his fist up, aimed at Jacks jaw, but then before it could come in contact, Jack caught it.
"You probably shouldn't have done that," Jack smirked. He then proceeded to flip Frank with such force that when his back hit the ground, he began gasping for breath. But that didn't keep him down, he got back up, and advanced on Jack. They went through blocks, kicks, jabs, punches, but it was obvious Jack was the better fighter and eventually Jack twisted his arm behind his back before kicking his back, making Frank land face first in a bowl of soup, then fall to the floor.
Then Frank's three friends advanced, Jason taking one while Jack took one, with the other goon going back and forth between the two.
Jack had his down in no time, with Jason kicking his goon in the gut, sending him down butt first into a trashcan, then they both kicked the last one in the gut, sending him sprawling over one of the tables.
Jack and Jason high-fived, then looked around at the damage, quickly grabbed my arm and their stuff, before dragging me out the door.
When they finally stopped dragging me, I had time to ask. "What the hell!?" I exclaimed.
Jack gave a quick smile while a sheepish one covered Jason's face. "Don't worry, just our weekly fight between the Black Dragons," Jason stated as if it was nothing.
"Weekly?" I didn't have to fake shock as much as I should've because I truely was shocked that they had weekly fights like that in the cafeteria.
"Mmhm," Jack confirmed.
"Huh," I looked down at the floor before looking back up. "How much longer is lunch?" I questioned, changing the subject.
~0~0~0~
The rest of the day went un-eventful. Just a few laughs and glares, but other than that, nothing interesting happened. But the guys did manage to convince me to come and check out their dojo after school. I only finally agreed when I checked my phone and it looked like nothing criminal like was happening tonight.
So here we were, walking down the street, talking about frogs in tutus.
Don't ask, I zoned out as soon as the word 'tutu' was in the same sentence as 'frogs'.
I couldn't help thinking about what happened at lunch. Jack and Jason seem pretty skilled. Sure their style was only Karate, but they look really advanced in it.
I was broken out of my thoughts when Jason clapped in front of my face. "Earth to Percy!"
My eyes snapped to look at him. "Huh?"
Both boys stifled a laugh. "We're here," Jack said as I looked up and my eyes met big green letters that spelled out 'Wasabi'.
We walked in, immediately feeling the change in climate, the dojo being a lot cooler.
The place was pretty big. The whole right side of the building, (excluding the entrance way) was covered in mats, with an archway that probably led to the showers on the right wall.
On the left was a couple benches, with some lockers and an office door on the back wall.
A couple punching dummies were on the mats, and I had to resist to not go and test them out.
"Welcome to the home of the Wasabi Warriors!" Jason exclaimed, which caused Jack to elbow him. "Way to make an entrance," Jack whispered, probably assuming I couldn't hear.
Before I could do anything else, a man in about his mid thirties walked out of the office door in a full white karate uniform with a black belt tied around his waist.
"Jack, my best student! What's up!?" The man exclaimed.
Jack went up and bro-hugged him. "Nothing much Rudy, just showing Percy round."
It looked like the man, Rudy, had just noticed me and Jason. "Hey Jason! Hello Percy," Rudy came forward and shook my hand. "The names Rudy, 3rd degree black belt."
"Percy," I said simply, nodding my head in acknowledgment.
"So Jason, Jack, where are the others, practise starts soon," Rudy asked, turning back to the guys.
"I dunno, I didn't see them at school today," Jason answered.
Just then, the door opened and about five other people walked in. Two girls and three guys. Two of the guys had black hair while the other had dark brown. One of the guys with black hair had a big build but had a chubby baby face. He seemed to have a bit of Chinese heritage in him by the looks of it as well and looked to be about the same height of 6,2 as me. The other black haired boy was tall, with a height of 6,0 and slim, with a beanie cap on, and 'street clothes'. The last guy was about 5,9 and kinda scrawny and looked to be Spanish, as well as the slim dude. His scruffy brown hair looked to be covered in grease, which gave the effect that he was in a garage a lot.
The girls were both blond, one about 5,8 while the other was 5,9. The shorter one looked to have chocolate brown eyes while the taller one had startling grey eyes that seemed to be analysing everything. They both seemed very athletic, but the smaller one seemed more relaxed than the other.
The group of friends walked up to Jack and Jason, the guys bro-hugging each other while the girls just waved.
"Sup Jack. Didn't see ya today," the slim one stated.
"Didn't see you to Jerry. That's because we have completely different schedules," Jack grinned.
The guy, Jerry, seemed stumped, so just laughed it off awkwardly. "I knew that..."
All the others rolled their eyes, and kept talking about their day, me just watching on awkwardly. I was debating weather to just slip out or not, but then I felt someone's eyes land on me. I looked over and saw that the girl with the grey eyes was staring me down, but I held my ground, staring right back. Then, without looking away, the girl started to speak. "Who's that?"
At that comment I looked away, and focused on Jack and Jason who's faces were soon covered with realisation, then guilt.
"Oh, sorry," Jason's face heated up. "This is Percy, he's from Seaford and just started school yesterday. And Percy, this is Frank" (Chinese boy) "Jerry," (Slim boy) "Leo", (Scrawny boy), "Kim," (Shorter girl), "and Annabeth," (Grey eyed girl).
Variations of 'hey's' and hi's' and 'sups' came from the group. I smiled back before looking out the door, wondering if there was any good ways to get out of this.
"So Percy, do you do karate?" Kim asked.
I had no idea what to say. Sure, I've never actually gone to a class to learn karate, but instead I got taught by various people on the Island, as well as many other styles that I am just as skilled at. I decided to take the road that would end in a dead end.
"No, never have," I said simply, not encouraging a conversation.
"You should, it's really fun!" A voice rose from behind the others.
"Rudy..." Frank said knowingly.
Said person squeezed to the front of the crowd, a piece of paper in his hands. "Here, take this. And if you want, just stop by," Rude handed me the piece of paper, which I reluctantly took. "Thanks?" It came out more of a question than an answer.
Rudy continued to stand there, a big grin on his face. "Bye Rudy," Annabeth spoke up, hinting for him to leave.
"Oh, yeah, bye!" Rudy took the hint, then squeezed his way out of the group.
"Anyway, wanna go to Falafel Phils before practise starts?" Jason's voice broke the silence that came once Rudy had left.
"Sure!" Ok!" Let's go!" Were the answers of many of the others.
They started out the doors, me hesitating, not knowing if that included me or not. "You to Percy, c'mon," the boy Leo stated.
I hung at the back of the group as we left the dojo and started our way down the street. We were walking for about a minute or two when they turned down an alleyway.
I hesitated slightly, examining the alley. Something felt off in my gut, but I couldn't see anything that would be considered a threat, so I swallowed down my concerns and kept going.
It seemed that Jason noticed my hesitation. "Just a short cut, don't worry," he patted my shoulder.
I sighed as we went deeper into the alley. Just as we were nearly out the other side, a black van sped into view in front of us. My eyes widened as the van came to a halt at the entrance.
"Guys... C'mon," Jack said, leading the group back the way we came.
Just as I turned my head, a van that looked exactly the same blocked the other way.
"Shit," I said under my breath so no one could hear.
Just then, three guys from each van stepped out and into view, each holding a baseball bat as well as a black mask covering their whole faces, apart from their eyes.
"Well, it looks like we're gonna have to fight our way out then," Annabeth announced as she was already advancing on one of the dudes who was coming at us. All the others joined her, taking on one of the other guys. But it seemed that the bats were made of steel, because whenever the guy smacked once of us with the bat, they went down like a sack of potatoes.
I analysed what was going on. Kim, Jerry and Leo were all lying on the ground, breathing, but it seemed they were out cold.
I looked at Annabeth just as the man she was fighting whacked her on the head with his bat, sending her crumpling to her knees. I glanced at Jack, and could see him holding his own, as well as Frank and Jason. They were all busy, Jack taking on two of the guys, while Frank and Jason were trying to defend themselves against three.
Then as I did the math, I realised one of the guys was missing. Then I heard a faint sign of movement to my right, causing me to look in that direction. I saw the last man, charging at me with his bat already aimed at my head. I quickly glanced around and saw that the others were still busy and made the decision that I did not want to get knocked in the head with a bat.
I turned back to the guy and ducked as the bat sailed over my head. I looked back up and saw the man stumble forward, obviously not expecting to miss.
He looked back at me, glared, then advanced again. This time, I caught the bat. I ripped it from his hands, swung it at his feet making him fall, then brought it down on his stomach, winding him. I chucked the bat down hearing it clatter as the man got back up.
He immediately threw a punch, making me duck, then a kick aimed at my chest, causing me to side step and him to stumble as he over-extended. I took this as an advantage and crawled up on his back (which was facing me) wrapped my legs around his neck, then leaned forward, making him fall forward, me tucking my head so I rolled then used the momentum and my legs to drag the dude over top of me and slammed him down onto the ground in front of me, legs slowly suffocating him.
Just as I squeezed my legs tighter, the mans hands trying desperately to rip my legs off, I heard a sound and looked over just in time to see Jack fall limp to the floor. I then saw the beginning signs of Jason flipping a man, forcing him to turn this way.
I remembered earlier when Rudy had called Jack his best student. If Jack couldn't defeat them, then how weird would it look if I did?
I made a quick decision and released the grip on the man, causing him to gasp for breath, quickly scramble up and towards me, before aiming a good punch at my head which I could've easily blocked, but decided not to.
Just before my vision went dark, I remember seeing Jason go down with the man he flipped, and Frank being whacked from behind on the head with a bat.
Oh no were my last thoughts as everything went black.
~0~0~0~
As we past a tree that I swear we had passed already like eight times, Beckendorf finally slowed to stop in front of a small cave entrance. "You have to get on your hands and knees," he said before proceeding to bend down and start to crawl through.
I watched silently as Beckendorf slowly shimmy his way through the gap, leaving behind a small trail.
"So this is my life now," I whimpered quietly as I got down on my hands and knees and followed in after I lost sight of Beckendorf's shoes.
"Wow," I said simply as my eyes ran over the cave.
There was a small fire pit (that wasn't lit) in the middle of the cave with stones surrounding it. On the left side was a light layer of flax and leaves, making up a small bedding. On the right was a combination of sticks, stones, sharp sticks that resembled a spear, and I swear I saw the glint of steel hidden underneath.
"How do you know this place?" I asked shocked.
"Like I said, this isn't the first time I've been on the run on this island," he answered cryptically.
I decided to let the matter lie and not push for answers that he clearly didn't want to give. I may be fourteen, but I'm not that dumb.
"Anyway, you sleep there and I'll go out and get some more flax and leaves for bedding," Beckendorf said as he headed over to the pile of sticks. He then picked up a stick spear and then picked up that glint of steel that I had seen before and I was surprised to see that the steel was a combat knife.
"How'd you get that?" I asked astonished.
"When I escaped last time, lets just say that there were more casualties," he answered simply.
He walked over and held out the knife for me to take.
"Seriously?" I questioned, surprised.
"Well if we're gonna be on the run, your gonna need something to protect yourself with."
I slowly grabbed the knife, handling it like it was a priceless jewel. The only other knife that I had even touched was a butter knife. So don't blame me that I was kinda freaked.
As soon as it left his hand, he started his way out the little entrance putting the spear out in front of him, but just before he was out of hearing range I spoke. "Are you ever going to tell me what happened the first time?"
Even though I wasn't specific, I could tell he knew what I was talking about because his body tensed. "Maybe," was his answer as he continued his way out the hole, his feet slipping out of sight.
3rd Person POV
Percy woke up first. His eyes snapped open and he tried to bring his hands out in front to defend himself or punch something, when he was immediately restrained. He tried again, but no luck. He moved his wrists around and remembered the feel of the thing that was restraining him. He was zip-locked to the chair. He knew how to get out of this, easy, but painfully, but he decided to wait and see what these sons of bitches wanted first.
He felt a bruise forming on his left cheek as his eyes started scanning the room. It was cold, wet and the walls and floors looked to be solid concrete. His eyes continued to scan the room, and was nearly finished. Just before he started to scan the back, his eyes stopped on two limp figures tied to chairs. Jack and Annabeth.
Percy's POV
Jack's head was hanging back, his usually tied back long hair hung loosely behind him. I could see he had a forming black eye and a fair bit of bruising over his arms and face.
Annabeth's head hung forward, her chin nearly touching her chest. Her hair was still tied back, just barely, only a few strands hung around her face. The blood dripping onto her leggings informed me that she had a bleeding nose, and along with Jack, had quite a bit of bruising. When she let out a small breath, one strand of her princess curls blew forward, before swinging back-wait, princess curls? Why the hell did I think that? It's probably just the head injury, yeah, the injury...
I was brought out of my thoughts when I heard a small groan come from Jack. I glanced over and saw him slowly lifting his head back up. He tried to lightly move his hands, but was held back by the restraints. His eyes widened in panic as he tried again and again. "Don't bother," I said simply, causing his head to snap in my direction.
"Percy? Where are we?" He asked, now slightly calming down when he saw another human being in here.
"I'd like to know that as well," Annabeth groaned as she cringed when she lifted her head up.
I sighed. "I don't know, I only came to a bit before you guys."
"You ok Annabeth?" I heard Jack asked.
"Yeah, just..." I zoned out from their conversation and focused back on examining the rest of the room. I turned my head so I could see the back of the room and was quite happy to find the door.
I used my legs to spin my chair around making a 180 degree turn so I was facing the door. It was a big steel double door with a bit of rust at the hinges, telling me that the building was probably quite old. I looked down a bit and saw a small drip of water coming off the door and falling about half an inch before hitting the ground. I looked back up and noticed that there were push handles with no locks. I silently scoffed. No locks? Amateurs.
"What are you doing?" I heard the voice of Annabeth ask.
"Huh?" I replied, still focusing on the door.
"What are you doing?" She repeated, irritation clear in her voice.
"Trying to find a way out of here," I replied simply, keeping a straight tone.
"You do realise that we are kinda tied up don't you?" Jack joined in on the conversation.
Without thinking, I answered, "that won't be a problem." As soon as I said that I mentally kicked myself, but before I could save myself from the curious questions that were sure to come, I saw a slight shadow show through the gap at the bottom of the door before it swung open.
A/N: Tell me what you thought of the mixed POV and 3rd person POV and if you understood it or if you got really confused, cause if so, I'll just stick to one person POV.
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