So, it turns out very surprisingly that I suck at assasination training. We were supposed to be killing a cute little sheep that was trapped in a cage. However the hard part was that it was a race to kill the sheep, and if we found any other team we were supposed to fight. I don’t know how to fight. So naturally my temporary team consisted of Benjamin, the ten year old, Kristen, the loud mouth and finally Clair, the girl that was apparently the leader of her group according to her.

It seemed that Clair really liked the colour orange seeing as she wore a shirt that was covered in oranges and an orange overall over it. Bandages twisted all the way around her hand like a mummy although it only covered her fingers. Her skin was as dark as dark chocolate. Long wavy light brown hair highlighted her warm dark brown eyes. Tied in a high ponytail, it bobbed up and down as we ran for our lives from giant potatoes.

Runners do live long.

How did this happen? Well, when we had been placed in our position to start we had been lucky enough to have been placed next to a group with a person that could enlarge vegetables into his minions…...fun.

“CLAIR WHY CAN’T YOU CHANGE THE MINDS OF THOSE POTATOES? WO-” Nearly tripping over a stick Benjamin screamed as a potato threw a giant chunk of itself at us. The chunk flew over us, and crashed landed right in front of Clair who had been leading us. Swiftly, Clair and Kristen (and even Benjamin!) leapt over the chunk and continued running away. This left me struggling to climb over the chunk and with five enormous potato zombies nearing me at an alarming rate.

This is now ranked as the second worst thing to have ever happened to me in my life. I hate this.

“Grab him potatoes!” A boy’s voice hollered out at the potatoes, and before I knew it ACTION!

A giant hand smashed down on to the ground yanking me off of the forest floor just as I had finished climbing over the chunk of potato.

“Hey! I just finished climbing! So put me down you big lump of deformed a-” The big lump of deformed poop rudely interrupted me right before I could finish with a giant roar straight at my face. How cliché. I gave it a disgusted look before gagging, and saying,

“Hey vegetable zombie boy, you really need to give your vegetables some mints. Their breaths are horrible.”

“Shut up okay? Just…...go away!” A boy in a navy blue and dandelion yellow letterman jacket over a, as far as I could see, grey hoodie. Blonde hair spiked up into a weird shape that sort of looked like the tip of a spear raised from his hair. And wait. Was that bits of potato that I could see in his hair? Ew. Clear green eyes bore into my skull and a disgusted smirk adorned his tanned face.

Oh am I too disgusting to even look at? I’m terribly sorry, should I also brush your hair seeing as it had potato chunks in it. Stop looking at me with that disgusted look, trying to look cool huh? With that outstretched hand like this is some sort of cartoon fight. ‘Oh look at me?’ Is that nice huh HUH?

Moving on.

The guy swiped his hand in a sideways motion. Upon the swipe the deformed potato holding me fudging threw me across the whole forest! Yes, he threw me without care of if I would survive or not. Why is everyone in this agency so rude? Anyways, I bounced off of the barrier like a life-less rag doll and landed splat on an unknown place. I immediately knew one good news and one bad news.

Good news: I didn’t seem to have any broken bones, just a sprained arm.

Bad news: I suck at geography and currently am lost.

“Aw come on!” Carefully standing up, I rubbed my back in pain at the fall. “Where even am I now? And why is this so cliché?” Taking my surroundings in I saw that the trees in this part of the forest were darker and more ominous than my previous surrounding trees. After patting every part of myself to see if I had sprained any other parts of my body, I went on my way to find my friends.

“H-HEY! ANYONE SEEN JRAKE AND HIS WEIRD LOOKING MESSY HAIR?” Benjamin yelled, they had been running for quite a while now and all that was heard in the forest was their panting selves. Approximately fifteen minutes had passed after the potato incident. All but one person was missing from their groups, that person was the messy black haired fellow known as Jrake.

“No, he’s right the- OM MY GOSH JRAKE’S MISSING HE’S GOING TO DIE OUT THERE WHAT AR-”

“CLAIR STOP HER SHOUTING PLEASE!” Benjamin interrupted Kristen’s shouts as he plugged his ears, “OKAY!”

“Kristen listen up Jrake is fine and he’s going to survive whether he likes it or not.” Clair gripped tightly onto the frightened girl’s shoulders looking her in the eyes directly.

“Jrake….Yeah! He’s going to be just fine! Thanks Clair.” Shooting the girl in front of her a cheerful smile,

“Your power’s so powerful Clair! C’mon let’s go find the sheep! Oh this could be useful!” And without wasting a second the team minus one went to work.

Normally in movies this would be the part where the others come to find me. But they don’t seem like the type to risk it all to find me.

While the others were hard at work I was just wandering around the forest, all by myself except for the sounds of insects and birds occasionally. As I landed on the pile of leaves and hummed at the crunch satisfied my worries slowly grew stronger.

“Well I suppose when this class ends they'll just go and close this forest so I'll be back at the base?”

That's a lie and you know it.

Oh shut up.

My peacefulness was short lived as just after I spoke I stumbled upon the sheep.

Wait- wha? WHAT DO I DO?

I decided to do the stupidest thing I could ever do.

Charge towards the sheep.

Yes, that is probably the stupidest thing to do in this situation. But I did it anyways.

I slowly but surely reached the snow white sheep.

Almost.

Almost.

As my hand reached to the sheep I saw it’s innocent eyes.

Come on! It’s just a sheep! KILL IT WITH SOMETHING!

“UGH! JU-” Unbeknownst to me another person had swooped in and punched my head while in the process slicing open the sheep’s back.

“Darn it I missed!” Was all I heard before I fell thud onto the forest floor. Looking up to yell at the person I realized they had already disappeared like a ninja, the sheep had also bolted away. The floor seemed to sway under my feet as I took off after the fluffy sheep desperate to make up to my team….. Who am I kidding? I was desperate to regain my dignity.

“HEY! THAT’S MY SHEEP!” And once again my head was hit, except this time it was with a foot so it was a kick. “COME BACK HERE SHEEPY SHEEP!”

A black shadow darted over me and landed softly on the grass in front of me like a cat, wearing all black the mysterious person bolted after the sheep.

“YOU DIDN’T EVEN SAY SORRY!” Quickly, I bounced back up although rubbing my head slightly before chasing after the ninja.

However the ninja was way faster than I was and had already swung away in the vines.

It was now that I am, again, glad I joined the running club in school. I kept up with the sheeps pace as I slowly gained onto the sheep.

This time I will kill you! Wait…..how do I kill you?

Coincidentally, a stick came flying my way and stabbed me in the stomach, blood poured out from the wound as j fell to my knees.

What the hell? I thought we aren't allowed to kill people!

“Jeez, Henna should have at least scratched you before going after the sheep.” A voice as low as deep sea floor murmured before a loud ‘BAAA’ sounded across the forest was all I heard before I blacked out.