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When I woke up again, I was already in a cell. I looked down and saw my clothes have been changed into prisoner's clothes. I scrunched my face up into a frown. "What the hell is this ? It looks ugly on me." Beep. The cell door was opened and a guard came in here and yanked my arm. "We are going to the courtyard." he said roughly. I pulled my arm away and glared at him, "Don't touch me. I can walk on my own." He took me to the courtyard where the other prisoners were. "Behave." the guard warned. I rolled my eyes and walked towards the fence. The other prisoners eyed me suspiciously and whispered among themselves. I rolled my eyes and muttered, "Imbeciles. Always sticking their noses into my business." A girl came in front of me and crossed her arms. "Newbie." she sneered. I plastered a fake smile on my face and leaned on the fence. "How may I help you, blonde ?" She took a step closer to me and grabbed my left hand. "Every new prisoner have to give me a trophy, or else they will die without my protection. I am taking this ring." I slapped her hand away, "Take your foul hand off my belongings. I don't need any protection and I am fine on my own." She snickered, "You just made a grave mistake newbie." She punched my face and I can taste the saltiness of the blood. Don't fight back. Don't. Fight. Back. She chuckled, "You are pathetic. I bet your parents abandoned you huh ? You are a loser, bitch. GIVE ME THE RING NOW !" I bet your parents abandoned you huh ? You are a loser... I snapped. All I could see was red in my eyes. I clutched her neck tightly, lifting her up and left her dangling on her feet. I balled my right hand in a fist and slammed the fence behind me. "Pathetic huh ? Who's in control now ? The only way you are getting my ring is over my dead body. DO YOU HEAR ME ?" She choked, gasping for air. I screamed and punched her nose, making blood spurting out like a river, "DO YOU HEAR ME ? NOD YOUR HEAD YOU BITCH !" She nodded her head in difficulty and gagged, "Please..." I dropped her and kicked her to the fence. BANG. The metallic sound rang through the courtyard, echoing. The other prisoners looked at me with fear in their eyes. My lips curved slowly into a sinister smile. Good. They should fear me. Some prisoners alerted the guards and they were rushing towards my direction. One...two...ten...twenty... there were more than forty guards. How can I fight all of them ? I put on a brave face and mocked, "Come on, all this stuff for little old me ?" The guards whipped out their stun guns, and moved closer to me. I took a deep breath. There was nothing to lose anyways. Better die on my own. Unexpectedly, a hand wrapped around my waist and pulled me away from the guards. "Chicca, did you forget about moi ?" A familiar voice rang beside my ears. I jolted up and grinned. It was him, the mysterious boy from the hospital, Draco. "I knew you would come back for me ! " He gave me a warm hearted smile, "Of course, Chicca. I told you I will always be here with you. Now let's take down the guards." We threw rocks at the guards but there were too many of them. "Go ! I will take care of them !" I yelled at him. "No ! I am not leaving you ! Not again !" he shouted. Why does it sounded so familiar ? He clasped my hand tightly, "We are doing this together. Me and you." I smiled at him nodded. We whizzed through the party of guards, fighting them with barehands. Just as I thought that things were going well, without warning, sharp pain pierced through my shoulders. I glanced at it and saw an arrow stuck on it. I felt woozy and my head was spinning. It was anaesthetic. Everything was in slow motion. "AKÏLA NOOOOOO !" I heard Draco screaming, rushing towards me. Before I could utter a reply, my world turned black.