No body's POV

vanti suckerpunched marcel in the face as he flew into the wall behind him. "You call this training?!" He shouted. Marcel groaned slowly getting back up with the help of the wall. Marcel wiped the blood that was coming out of his mouth a little. He balled his hand into a fist and charged at him with a loud War cry. Vanti smirked as he dodged his punch and swiftly knocked him off his feet. Marcel groaned when his body landed with a thump. Vanti stepped on his chest pushing down hard. Marcel gasped when his lungs were being pushed down farther then he could breathe. Vanti smiled evilly as he pushed harder. "G-guys!" Marcel shouted. The door to the training room opened and Tyler tackled down Vanti to the ground. Vanti with his instincts kicking in spun himself around and headbutted Tyler's head. Tyler let go and held his head. "FUCK!" Tyler yelled. Craig ran in with Lui. "Vanti!!" He yelled as he helped Marcel get back on his feet. Vanti looked away. "It's not my fault!" He says. Craig growled at him. "Not your fault my ass!" He took out his walkie talkie. "Brock get in here. Vanti hurt him bad" vanti tsked.

"I barely did anything" Lui came up behind him and pulled his arms behind his back. "Sorry Vanti. This is for your own good" Lui tied his hands together. Vanti was about to say something before he had an idea. He hummed and waited for lui to be done. When lui finished tying his hands together the unexpected happened.

Lui's POV

When I finished tying Vanti's hands together he turned around. I put my hand on my gun just in case he tried anything funny. He bent down and gave me a peck on the lips. Vanti smirked as he stared into my eyes. I blushed really hard and turned away covering my mouth.

Vanti's POV

As Lui turned away I cut the rope on my hands with my pocket knife. Idiots don't know how to search properly. I looked around finding that everyone, but lui and I have left the training room. I looked at Lui and walked over to him. I poked his shoulder. He didn't budge. I sighed and picked him up. He squealed and squirmed around. "Put me down!!" He says. "Shut up" I told him and walked out of the room. I looked around to see Marcel sitting on a bench while Brock was tending to his bleeding mouth. I thought a bit before slowly walking up to him. Marcel looked up from watching Brock and stared at me. "I'm sorry" I said simply and walked away.

Marcel's POV

Did that motherfucker just apologize? I looked at Brock. He looked back at me and mouthed,'I'm just as confused as you are' I thought for a bit. "Maybe.... he's changing?" Brock shrugged. "Maybe. But he is the opposite of Evan..." I sighed. "I got my assed kicked today..." Brock laughed a bit. "Yeah you did.

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