Chapter 7: I don't own Descendants expect for the OCs.
Chapter 7:
John's POV
I was sparring with Ya Zi outside on the field, getting kicked out because of a wrestling game inside the building. It is pretty relaxing, finally sparring with him because the whole entire pirate crew is horrible compared to me (I could knock them out in under an hour). I wonder where Captain got them, but then again he will never tell me. He NEVER does, contrary of what rumors say about me.
Like the other 7, I was treated as badly, the lowest of the low, treated like a sailor with a low life than being the captain's son and being the 'Prince of the Sea'. Forced to eat scraps left by other pirates, never get credit for anything, everything blamed on me because I am the youngest. They say Mal, Evie, Jay, and Carlos had one of the worst childhoods because of their parents. Well, I actually envy them. They never had to experience eating moldy, hard, tasteless bread, 3 times a day, for years. And they got to live on land, in a pretty spacious space compared to me. I lived on a ship for 10 years, never went on land, and was in wars all of the time, fearing for my life. I literally thought I would die the next day, dehydration, stabbed in the heart, malnutrition, overheat, frostbite, lack of sleep, etc. I saw way more blood than the top general in the world, almost losing my hand by the annoying croc more than I could count. My talent of swordfighting was abused, making me go to front-lines EVERY BATTLE and almost dies twice as more times than the annoying croc encounters (which was a lot).
Regaining my focus from the train of thought (even though I didn't have to because Ya Zi was thinking deeply, too), I leaped and blocked his attacks. I could see why he was thinking deeply. Too much stress. He had way too much stress, so did I. We both grew to have PTSD along with Wu Fang, and getting nightmares. I doubt that the other VKs wouldn't get them. We all get them. We all have traumas of our past, but cover it with a mask. We all are children, but people don't think of us as that. They think we are monsters. That is why I hate people, why I enjoy and take pride in being a VK.
The spar lasted a really long time. Normally, it ends for a few minutes, one person getting out. But, we both were trained to last long. That led to Wu Fang dragging us to the lunchroom.
