Chapter FIVE

Arya's P.O.V

Logan and I nornally fight together while Rox-Anne and Joe fight together but on rare occations like today we will all be fighting together since it will be a crew vs crew fight. Most off the other times it would be pairs of two fighting against each other and only sometimes there would be one on one fights.

I enjoyed the one on one fights the most because I didn't have to worry about anyone's lifes while fighting other than my own.

I got this feeling that Logan started liking me a while ago, but liking someone will only cause distractions and will get you killed if he wants to take that risk then fine but I have to stay alive and take care of my new baby owl whicch is  the only thing I ever loveed or cared about.

It was time to get ready for the figth but first I needed to go check on Evie. I got into my fighting suit and went to our hideout through our secret passage way we discovered it when we were off hunting forlost people to kill.

For the first time in my life I got scared. I saw a group of people hanging around our hideout and I was afraid that if Evie heard them, she would start to freak out, make noices and give herself away.

I was about to attact them on my own when a hand stopped me. I almost sliced Logan's throat open cause I thought it was one of those groups people that wanted to kidnap me.

"Wait for back-up if we attack them on our own Evie might hear the noice and start to go crazy, then they wuld have a chance to get to her before we get to them." Logan told me before pressing a button on his wattch that he uses to call out for help.

For the first time ever I actually listened to Logan, but only because what he said made sense and I didn't want Evie to get in trouble for my stupidity. It didn't take long for the others to slowly appear behind us.

We discussed how we were going to attact these assholes without them knowing that we're here, sort of like an ambush attact. That wasn't really my style but right now it was our best option. We got into place and attacted them with our crossbows so that we didn't have to give away our hiding spots or our identities.