Scarred Alphas by Norisha May
Chapter 60

There is the clanging of weapons and people walking about. It was a horrible night with people snorir headache that I still had and the damn smell of bodily fluids, blood, piss, and shit.

The pain in my head has gone down just a bit but the side of my temples where the bolts dig into the I grab a little stick I find on the floor and slide it in through the top where I scratch and sigh with relie A girl from the cell next to us comes close to the bars. She leans on them with her arms through them the silver on the bars doesn't seem to hurt her. She has blond platinum hair but the dark roots are alr Her dark eyes examine me with curiosity. "What's with the mask?" She asks.

I shrug. "I don't know."

I have no intention of telling anyone about who I am.

"F**kers don't know what else to do to make this shit show more interesting." Kanda's voice echoes.

Behind me, opposite from the bars that face the arena, there is a stone wall with a door that leads to by to see and those who are stuck in the same cell. That is where Kanda speaks from as she sits on it "Mh, looks stupid if I am honest. Wouldn't want to be stuck with something like that on my face. Can't "Yeah, I can even see your ugly toasted hair from here." I reply.

She smiles. "Touché." She touches her hair. "Washing day is in four more days. So I have no choice." "How long have you been here?"

"Sheril has been here even since before I arrived." Kanda says walking out of the latrine room.

"You've fought?" I ask Sheril.

"Yep." She responds.

"You are human."

"Yep."

"Have you been against other humans only?"

"Nope."

"Then...how-"

"Am I still alive?" She finishes my sentence.

I nod.

"I'm a hunter and a damn good one."

I look around feeling a bit confused about all of this.

"How...who are all these people and how and why are they here?"

men in the other cells started arguing too, waking everyone up. And even if that wasn't happening, I was not going to be able to sleep with the splitting

re tender. At least it stopped bleeding but my dilemma is that the top bridge of my nose itches...and it is inside the mask.

ooks comfortable as if she has been here for a long time. Always visit FindNovel.net for more updates and novels. I can only assume she is not a werewolf since an inch long on the top of her head. Her hair is curly but looks crunchy, stiff, and dirty. Her light skin is covered in dark dust and I also can see some bruises.

tiny pit latrine. It has a concrete slab with a hole in the middle of it where you sit and do your business. There is no door so it is opened for whoever walks see your eyes? Can you see from that?" The blond girl says.

ees.

"The majority here are rogues but there are many others who are normal people and creatures who have been caught, kidnapped, or sold." She throws a nod at me. "What is your story?" "Sold." I say. "You?"

"Same. Someone in my hunter's guild got pissed that I was doing too good of a job and was having recognition. So, they took me out of the board game." She suddenly looks pissed. "When I get my damn hands on him I swear..." She stops and takes deep breath. "Breakfast!" A guard shouts as a few other guards start sliding trays in with food.

I wanted to keep the conversation going because I wanted to ask Kanda about herself. She smells different even in between all these other nasty smells, I can smell her scent and it is different from humans and werewolves, just like that girl that keeps sleeping though they have different scents.

Putting my questions aside, we eat and even the no-name girl who was cuddled up in the corner joins in.

"When do these games start?"

I ask as we eat.

"Late afternoon when the sun is starting to go down."

Kanda says. "So relax all that you can, we might not live after tonight."

That does not make me relax one bit.I spend the day sitting and watching people. There is not much to do after all and everyone else does the same or talks with each other until early afternoon when we are taken out. We are chained and led to the market area. Kanda doesn't seem bothered by this so I can assume that we are safe for now. We are taken to two cages in the middle of the market not far from the cages that we spent the night in. Those that are fighting are put in these two giant cages and displayed to the public.

"This is one of the new ones that will be fighting today.

Number one hundred and thirty-three." A guard says, showing me off.

The men and women stare at me as if I were an animal in a zoo. It goes like this all day.

Random people come and look at us as if we were items to be bought and start making bets about who they think is going to win. I hate it.

If there was a clock here, I would be staring at it nonstop but the sun going down in the distance could be counted as the same thing. The anticipation is killing me and soon, guards are walking around looking scattered. A few of them walk in front of our cell and open it. "Persian Princess, come."

One of the guards holding a list in his hand says pointing at me.

"Persian princess? What the f**k?"

"They are big on gimmicks. I am the Nubian Pharaoh."

"Stop talking!" We are all taken out and shackled on our hands and legs as they continue to call by these weird titles.

This is so stupid and all I want to do is punch the smirk out of these men's

faces. In the big cell next to us, they take some of them out and they are also called stupid names. This is just ridiculous.

We are taken to two big rooms deep in the arena, more like big cages. The women are put in one room and the men in the other.

When we are unshackled, the girls start to look through the armor and weapons in the room, picking and choosing what they want to use.

Only me and one other girl stand there watching. She looks at me and seems scared.

"What are we supposed to do?" She asks.

"I take it you are new here too?"

She nods. "I'm Musa."

"Musa, I'm Cass...or apparently, The Persian princess." I roll my eyes. "I guess we are supposed to choose our gear?"

I should be scared like this poor girl but I am not. I am angry. I shouldn't be here, none of us should. This is bullshit!

I stride to the armor area.

There are so many metal armor and they look heavy.

I won't be able to move in these. I don't know who I am fighting but my best bet would be to rely on my speed and this will not do. I move behind the rack of armor and see the leather pieces. I quickly take a leather padded chest armor and leather padded pants. Then I go to the boot area-which would be the shoe area but all they have are boots so the boot area-and pick something that fits me.

After putting everything on, I look around and see Kanda has a huge double-sided axe. She swings it in the air with skill. Sheryl swings a metal spear around with ease making it seem easy and they don't look scared at all.

I look at the weapons, from different types of swords to flails, hammers, and sickles. There is a good variety to choose from.

But I have not trained with weapons. Victor was training me with my fists and b*dy first but it would be stupid to go out there unarmed.

I eye the daggers. They are curved and shaped with an embroidered hilt and a few yellow gems. The metal is shiny as if they have not been used at all. I think that I could use these as I would my fists. I feel like a sword would require much more skills and I have none with it so I choose the daggers.

I give a few swings. I like how light they are and I can easily maneuver them.

This will do.

We can hear a crowd outside now cheering. All the girls start to huddle in front of the door where you can look out through a small square opening that also has iron bars.

"That is a lot of people." Musa mutters with a jittery voice but she is right. I take a look and I am surprised to see so many.

"They imprison us and make us fight to entertain those bastards. This is ridiculous!"

"Keep that fire for when you are out there." Sheryl says. "I won't go easy on you."

"Wait, will we fight each other?" Musa asks.

"Most likely."

"It depends on that f**ker

Zao's mood. He calls the shots." Kanda says.

Just great. I look at her and notice the golden crown on her head, like a circlet but it has a snake coming out in the middle. "What are you wearing?" I ask her.

"Oh, this thing, Zao wanted me to wear it to tie the whole Pharaoh thing. To enhance the gimmick thing."

"Oh."

What a weird man.

We suddenly hear the stinging and bussing sound of a mic.

"Ladies and gentlemen. Are you ready for tonight's entertainment?!"

The crowd screams.

"Yeeeess!"

"Today we have the females versus the men! A battle of the s*xes!"

We all look at each other.

"We are going against the men?" The girls whisper.

"They sometimes do this." Kanda says.

The announcer continues.

"Who will win tonight!? Will it be the women?!

The crowd-which mostly consists of men-boo and put their thumbs down.

"Will it be the men?!"

The crowd goes wild cheering and clapping.

"Then leeeeet's begin!"

A guard abruptly opens the door and his eyes skim the room. There are only seven of us.

"You-" He points at Musa.

"Start it off."

"What?!"

"Go! You are first!"

"NO! Please no!" She shouts.

"Hey! Leave her alone!" I shout but immediately the man points a gun at me and a few more guards rush in. I back away knowing that it is probably not a normal bullet in that gun. They take Musa by the arm and pull her out of the room as she screams closing the door behind him. "Don't be a hero. You won't live long here." Sheryl says, giving me a pat on the shoulder.

"And we are starting off people!" We hear the announcer. "The Blue Snake against the newly arrived Sprite. But I have to say it folks, I don't see a good outcome for this tiny woman. The Blue Snake has three wins already."

The girls huddle at the door trying to watch but I just can't. This is so unfair. If they are pining us against men, they should make it even at least. Soon all I hear are the agonizing screams of Musa.

Then she makes one last gurgling sound and that is it.

The crowd cheers.

It disgusts me and pisses me off beyond belief.

"We have a winner! I'm sure many of you weren't expecting any less!" Says the announcer.

The door opens and guards walk in again. Two of the girls scurry behind the others as the man skims the room just as he did before. His eyes land on me and my heart starts to beat fast.