N/A: Hope you're all having a great summer! I realized the timeline was off so I have edited the last chapter, it might make more sense to go back and read it before reading this one but that's up to you obviously. Enjoy!

The next day, Eric has me demonstrate how to throw a knife to the initiates. I hate the way that he makes me do this sort of work for him. I'm on edge, I breathe and try to pretend that I am throwing the knife into his face. It lands perfectly in the center.

Eric yells for everyone to grab some knives and they scatter, grabbing and throwing them. Four holds one as he seems to be practicing the stance he needs before throwing it as Peter jeers at him by saying "I think the Stiff's taken too many hits to the head. Hey Stiff, remember what a knife is?" as Four grumbles and glares at him.

He throws the knife which lands close to the target and looks in Peter's direction as he says "Hey Peter, remember what a target is?" and I stifle a laugh. After about an hour, each initiate has had at least one knife land on or near the target except Al.

I see that I am not the only one who has noticed as Eric tells Al that he must retrieve the knives. Everyone stops throwing but a frustrated Eric says he didn't tell them to stop. Al admits that he is afraid of getting hit by an airborne knife and Eric says it must stand in front of the target while I throw knives until he learns to not flinch.

I ask if it's really necessary, trying to sound bored when I am awake and on edge. Eric overpowers me again by saying he has the authority here so I have to go along with it, grabbing three knives.

I stand, prepared to begin throwing when a rough, deep voice objects. Four. "Stop it! Anyone can stand in front of a target, it doesn't prove anything except that you're bullying which is cowardice." he yells out and I am stunned for a moment. He just defied Eric. What was he thinking?

Eric tells him that he must take Al's place and I mouth a small "Sorry" that Four nods at. I take a deep breath and throw the knife a few feet away from his side, reminding him to keep his eyes open.

"Come on, Stiff. Let someone else come and take it!" I yell, hoping to impress a sense of strength within him. I'm greeted with a request by him to shut up as the second knife lands above his head. I grab the last knife, my hands shaking as I know Eric will want me to hurt him with it somehow. I decide on the ear and nick it slightly.

Blood rolls down Four's ear as Eric dismisses everyone. "Points for bravery, Stiff! Not as many as you just lost for opening your mouth." Eric says to Four, then he grabs his shoulders and says "I should keep my eye on you." which me cringe and my skin crawl.

I'm alone with Four as he accuses me of being sadistic. I am not Eric. I tell him I was helping him and he questions how I was as I was taunting him the whole time. I answer that "If I wanted to hurt you, don't you think I would have?" and storm out of the room.