"Are you sure you want to do this?" Toni, one of the only female serpent members asked; watching with sharp eyes as the blonde North-Sider tucked a stray piece of blonde hair behind her ear. She looked strangely out of place in her grey sweater and blue-washed denim jeans. "Jughead won't be happy if he hears about this.." Toni mumbled, sliding on a black leather jacket, a two headed snake embroidered onto the back with sloppy stitching.

Betty's eyes flashed up to meet Toni's, the serpents breath caught in her throat. "He won't hear about it if no one tells him." Betty snapped, wrapping her arms around her self as a fruitless attempt to shield off the freezing cold winds. "Let's get this over with." She said, shedding her sweater and pulling her hair out of her ponytail, ignoring Toni's scrutinizing gaze.

Betty stood, now wearing only her white tank-top and jeans; her hair bounced in the wind behind her.

Toni waved her arm; a signal for the group of serpents to form two lines.

Betty would have to successfully walk through the mass of snakes if she wanted to become a serpent. "You don't have to do this." Toni said, "This is your last chance; if you feel even an inkling of uncertainty, go." The female veteran offered. Betty, of course, felt more than just a little bit of doubt, she wasn't sure how anyone could just walk through a line of Serpents without feeling at least the smallest bit scared. "I'm fine." Betty whispered. Toni wasn't sure who she was trying to convince; because neither Betty nor Toni believed what she had said.

Toni watched with bated breath as Betty began her trek through the snakes.

First up was senior veteran Mustang; although he was known to be quite harsh, especially with beginners, he had promised to Toni beforehand that he would take it easy on Betty. Toni's eyes widened as Mustang's fist flew into Betty's side. A gasp left the blonde's lips as she crumpled against his punch, falling onto the ground beneath her. Betty's hands curled over her stomach as she stood from the ground shakily with the help of Toni, earning a nod of approval from Mustang.

Next in line was, Joaquin; he wasn't as old of a member as some of the other Serpents, but he had remained loyal to F.P. Jones, leading Toni to believe that he would be a good option for today's initiation. Offering an apologetic look, Joaquin spared no time in delivering a sharp blow to the nose. A sickening crunch sounded through the empty field, falling deaf upon Betty's cries. She cradled her nose with hovering hands, a stream of blood trailing down her throat and chest.

"My god.." Toni muttered, eyes locked onto Betty's blood covered hands and red stained shirt.

The blonde wasn't allowed even a second to gather herself as she was pummeled with hit after hit. For Betty Cooper, time seemed to slow, if not stop completely. It was as though she had been submerged in water. Her movements were slow and sluggish, leaving her unable to defend herself, or even utter a single word- let alone cry out in pain.

Betty could faintly hear Toni's voice in the distance, "That's enough!" Betty turned her head just in time to see two of the previous Serpents, Mustang and Joaquin, holding Toni back by her arms, pulling her away as she twisted and squirmed.

Betty shakes her head and sniffles, lifting an arm to wipe at her nose, cringing at how red the blood that clings to her skin is in comparison to her pale skin. "Betty Cooper?" A male voice asks from above her. She lifts her head, lifting a brow at the sight of Jughead's father. "F.P.?" She asks, running her eyes up and down at the man's disheveled mien.

Now conscious of her own appearance; Betty struggles to smoothen out her red-stained tank-top and swipes her fingers underneath her eyes to make sure that they're void of any mascara or tears.

"Didn't expect to see you here.." Betty muttered, standing in an awkward stance to relieve the pain that pierced her left side. Betty realized how horrible she probably looked, and cringed internally.

F.P's eyes narrowed onto her's, a look of confusion and anger crossing his face. "What are you doing here?" He hissed, pulling at the collar of his shirt. "Did Jughead set you up to this?"

At the sound of his name, Betty's eyes immediately casted downwards, her hands fiddling with the hem of her shirt, "No.. We're actually not together anymore- Jughead and I- we split up." She begrudgingly admitted, too scared to face the man in front of her. "I came by myself." She explained. F.P. let out a groan that resembled disappointment, "What?" He mumbled, "You guys were so.. good. I just.. don't understand what happened..?" F.P reached up and rubbed at his face vigorously, almost as if he was trying to convince himself that this was some kind of dream that he could wake up from. Betty wrapped her arms around her self defensively, "It was for his own good!" She argued, taking a step forwards.

"Bullshit." F.P. said disbelievingly, "You were the best thing he had- the only good thing he had."

The blonde swiped at her eyes, moving closer to the older man, "Okay," She whispered, "So hit me. Make me feel the pain that Jughead felt. Hit me." She stabbed a finger at his chest, pushing his backwards. "Do it." She snapped.

If F.P. hit her, then, she could finally become a serpent. She needed him to hit her and if she needed to push his buttons to do so, then so well.

What Betty did not expect was for F.P. to comply so willingly.

Her eyes widened seconds before F.P.'s fist came crashing down onto the temple of her head. Searing, burning, white, hot pain filtered throughout her entire body, sending her stumbling backwards onto the ground. She let out bated breaths, her heart racing as her hands gripped painfully tight onto the grass beneath her. Betty rolled over onto her stomach, her head pressed firmly against the ground and her hair splayed in a halo around her; blood spilled onto the dirt.

"I'm fine." She said, more to herself than anyone else, considering anyone was actually listening.

Betty felt some heavy land on her back and then the sound of engines starting and shuffling. She stood on all fours, before eventually making it to her feet, a leather jacket falling off of her as she did so. The field was empty except for Betty and Toni.

"Congratulations, you're officially a serpent."

Oh my god, after the lack of episode this week I think we could all use a little bit of Riverdale- aha. I know that this chapter isn't too interesting, just a lot of Betty getting beat up and F.P. going Mama Bear. I will, eventually, include Jughead- this is set right after they break up though, so him and Betty may not be on talking terms. As to why Betty is deciding to join the serpents, that'll be a secret until another chapter- jk, I have no idea what I'm doing so I'll probably just come up with it on the spot. I've been debating a lot about whether or not I should post this so maybe show some love?