You're on your way to..

Wait, what was this next one? Gym, or some shit?

You continued down the hallway until you got to the exit door, before stepping outside and seeing the familiar blue rainbow-vomit girl. This was apparently a, as you said, gym class. Some of the creature's were in athletic clothing, and some were just.. well, naked.

You smirked, pulling a blood cocktail from your pocket. (Which, seems to be infinite?)

You walked over to the group, sipping on the bottle. They spotted you, especially the rainbow-vomit girl, who had seemed excited for your arrival, though a little skeptical. She didn't stop her little lecture just because you came into the picture, but the students sure did look at you weird. You assumed that your presence must've been passed around the school by now. You had to be popular!

Or a loser. Which one makes you feel better?

"And everyone, this is Anon! He'll be attending class with us today. Won't you?" She asked, giving you a cheeky smile. You couldn't help but smile back and nod to the many creatures standing in front of you.

"I don't know if any of you can.. keep up~"

A certain big... yak? Seemed to scoff at that.

"Alright everyone. We'll be starting off with two miles. We'd do one today, but since you all decided to be a little rowdy, consider this as motivation!" Rainbow said, to which you nodded to. You actually agree'd with that. Were the student's being dickwads the week before?

Without a moment to think after that, she blew her whistle. Each creature was already running on the track. You smirked, and decided to join in. Sure, you weren't fitted for the job. You had a giant hammer/sword on your back, and wearing clothing that would only make it harder for you to run.

But run you did.

You eventually passed almost every single one of them at an extreme pace. You never really knew just how fast you could run if you tried it, as each time you had to you really weren't taking notion of it. Being chased by beasts really doesn't make for a... concentrated experience.

You continued to sprint, still drinking from your cocktail as you did so. It was quite the hard task to achieve, but you found a way that didn't cause the bottle to crash upon your teeth. That wasn't so pleasant the first time. With the bottle eventually turning up empty, you were half tempted to throw it onto the ground. That'd only get you in trouble, huh?

You (unfortunately) put it back into your pocket, continuing your sprint even faster now.

Those suckers couldn't catch up to you at all. I mean, look at them! They're practically... wait.

One's gaining on you.

That big fucking fur-yak thing was charging straight for you. You knew it was coming to take first place, and you weren't having none of that. Nuh uh, not on your watch! You were destined to be a winner, you were destined to be first place! You would be damned to let some weird fucking creature from another world take that away from you! You needed this- you-

This is a school race. Why are you so pumped?

Well, for the first time in what felt like forever, you were just running for fun. You weren't running to catch a beast, you weren't running from a beast, you weren't running to or from a hunter. You were just running, with no goal in mind except to get to the two mile mark. And that felt pretty good. You had forgotten what it was like to not have a target painted on your back almost every second, having to turn corners with caution in case an ugly beast came throwing its cleaver in your face.

God, you still remember that. All those idiots by that burning cross, and right before that a fucker spooked you. You swore that you almost shit your pants. I mean, it was one of your first days on the job, so of course you weren't prepared! You weren't the badass that you are now! Gah, you missed old pussy-boy you.

Life was so pure.

"Uh, Anon.. The race is over-"

You stopped running, taking a look at your surroundings. You looked to Rainbow, who happened to be next to you. She shook her head. You shrugged. "What? How long was I running for?"

"You did four miles."

"Damn."

"What do you mean damn?! That's insane! You're so... cool! Jeez, maybe you should be the coach!"

You laughed at that. "If I was the coach, I'd be handing out blood cocktails and be yelling at them about how bitchy they are. I mean, come on, they were so slow!" That comment earned you an ugly look from the group of creatures, heaving on the side of the pavement. You gave them a smile. "Oh lighten up, it was a damn joke. I could insult you though, if you want to. Just, don't come crying with your parents saying that you weren't warned."

"Anon, I know you're cool, but chill with the... harassment."

"Harassment?"

"Yeah. You're talking down to them, and the cursing is kind of, not allowed in the school."

You chuckled. "That ain't harassment. If it was, then everybody should be imprisoned. It's intimidation. That shit can be used to get you off your ass and do something you never thought you could do. That shit will make you cry and shit your pants, and want to die. But it'll make you stop acting like a little bitch eventually. Maybe some of you need to learn that-" You said, slowly stepping over to the many children that were, sadly, still heaving on the side of the pavement. The run must've taken a lot out of them.

"Cry all you want, but until you get off your asses and start moving with purpose, you won't get anywhere. If I could tell you one thing, it'd be this."

You pointed at them.

"Live like a victor, not like a victim."

Author's Note

"Live like a victor, not like a victim."

Honestly, one of my favorite quotes I've heard in life.

Even if you I am a victim of some things, I'd rather live like a victor. I don't want to live feeling like a victim. So, instead, I'll be confident in my life.

Look the quote up, it has some interesting view points!