Minerva’s statement earned different reactions from them. The first time she demanded it, Blaize and Zayden thought she wasn’t that serious about it, deduced it to be just a spur of the moment kind of thought. Yekaterina on the other hand knew very well that Minerva’s words weren’t just a weightless demand. She meant every word and she’s here to claim it.
Glancing at Zayden’s surprised expression, Yekaterina stared straight at Minerva’s impatient frown. “How about you get Tradd instead? Wouldn’t it be better to join forces with someone you know beforehand?” She tried negotiating with her.
‘She’s weird’. Zayden couldn’t help but think that as he watches Minerva placing and removing foods from their table. “No, not that. Remove that. Zayden doesn’t like that.” Minerva instructed to BGN1, referring to the vegetable dish and the fish on the table. She looks up at him and smiled sweetly. “I got all your favorites.” She said. Zayden’s eyebrow rose and his lips pursed as he stared at Minerva. How does she know all his favorite foods and the foods that he doesn’t like? He glances back at the buffet table and then back to
The elevator ascends and inside were each of the teams as they were being taken to the venue of the next game. Twisting her wrist in a circular motion, Minerva can hear the soft cracking sounds of her joint. She must have strained it. She looked up and glance at Zayden when from her peripheral vision, she can clearly tell he is staring at her curiously. Sighing, she looked at him straight and said, “We may be your new group but we will protect you as much as we protect each other.” “I know. I would have never joined your group if I had doubts.”
The shaking of the platform intensified and it rolled Draco almost to the edge. Tradd walked closer to him and without batting an eyelid, he kicks him off of the platform, sending him down to the hungry, awaiting snakes. The animal which is the same kind as him. His screams of terror can be heard as the large snake slithers up his body, encasing him whole, crushing his bones. “Draco!” Olga screamed his name. Soon, he was reduced to nothing, but a delicious meal for the snakes. Olga’s panicked voice broke as she cried, realizing there was
The bridge lifted again, connecting the platforms and enabling the winning team to cross. Blaize caught up with Andrik who was walking a few steps ahead and threw his arm around him. “Big brain!” He grinned, referring to how Andrik was able to figure out the way to complete the game despite the ordeal they were in. Andrik removed his arm and gave him a pointed look of annoyance. He ignored him and went to Yekaterina to check on her.
Andrik had cuts in several parts of his body. His arms, on the side of his stomach and on his back. She cleaned all of those and covered it with a bandage to keep it from getting infected. She’s almost done when she noticed Tradd stood up and started walking in a limping manner. Her eyebrows furrowed and presumed he must have had a wound on his knee or anywhere on his leg. After a few steps, he walked back towards the bed and sat down again with a dramatically pained groan. She finished up tending to Andrik’s wounds and turned t
It was still early in the morning when the players were once again disturbed by the loud, robotic voice of an announcement coming from the speakers somewhere around the whole place, instructing them to gather in main hall. There weren't any games scheduled today so it's kind of odd that have to gather. It didn't take long for the players to be all in the same place, waiting for the information that might change their lives for the better or maybe for the worst. A large, clear bowl jar is placed on top of tall round table in the middle of the stage. Inside it were small plastic balls of different colors. Behind, is the digital screen that shows nothing as of the moment. But soon enough, the s
Back into the main hall, Zayden had just drawn a ball. His expression lights up in excitement the moment he read what was written inside it. ‘Privilege to Swap Leaders.” His gaze immediately went to where Yekaterina was but he didn’t see her there. However, that didn’t diminish his excitement. He has the power to swap Yekaterina and Minerva. He can have her as his leader again, and this time without Andrik lurking around. Maybe this is his chance to get her to like him. He closes the ball and grips it tightly, a smir
Surrounded by darkness with the blindfold covering her eyes, Yekaterina have no idea where she is. It’s not just her actually, but all the other players. They were transported here for what she assumed via a van for hours, blindfold intact and hands and feet cuffed. Once they arrived, the bind on their feet were removed and they were all guided to walk for a short while and all she can feel is the soft, mossy grass on her feet that almost reach half her caves for how long it is. Like it hasn’t been mowed for almost a year. Her i
Big explosions from fireworks one after another are heard from the outside, visible in the glass wall. Everyone wore splendid dresses. From a first glance and by its blinking, shiny beads on it that’s probably worth an average worker’s yearly salary, it's not just an affordable dress that a middle class could easily afford. Everyone has glass wine on their hand, cheers reverberated throughout the area when the fireworks were done. "Good evening, everyone." A host on the stage began his introductory speech. He wore a tuxedo, a gloomy g
The silence that ensued between them was enough to express the despair and misery they’re all feeling. Yekaterina and Andrik won, but it’s like they lost gravely. They don’t feel like they had won at all. In a game where you have to kill your friends and family just to win and survive, no one really wins at all. “Use it, Zayden. Save yourself.” Yekaterina said, when Zayden just stayed rooted where he is sitting. He looks lost in a trance, unable to move. He had laid down Blaize’s body on the ground beside Minerva and he sat down there leaning against the wall, staring into nothing.
The sound of his nose breaking echoed in his ears when BGN1’s fist connected with his face. Tradd’s head reared back as his eyes shut in pain. He staggers back a few steps but kept himself standing up, even when he can feel how much strength it takes to get himself together after having his world almost turn around in a dizzying axis. He re-enforces his stance, lifting the arnis in front of him higher and readying for BGN1’s next attack. BGN1 snickered, thinking just how useless his choice of weapon was against his extremely, bulky muscular form. He flexes his biceps and his
Blaize cocks the gun and approached where Zayden is hiding but he wasn’t there anymore. From behind, Zayden strangles him with his arms wrapped around his neck. He dropped the gun and grasp his arms to try and remove it around his neck. But Zayden held on to him tightly, not letting his hold on him loose. Blaize struggles to get free, he kicks his knee and elbowed him, hitting his neck and causing him to let go of him as he groaned in pain. “How dare you lie through your teeth and claim you’re my brother!”
Bringing each of their weapons, they went out of the room and decided to ride the elevator down to see what’s going on in the other floors. They paused and froze in their steps when the elevator door opened. The elevator walls and floors had been painted with blood. It won’t take a genius to be able to tell what transpired here. “The hunt has begun.” Yekaterina muttered in a low, breathy voice. The stench of blood is so strong as they stepped inside the elevator. Yekaterina pressed the ground floor and in just a matter of minutes, the elevator stopped and the doors ope
The sudden change was unprecedented, putting them all in a state of vulnerability. Yekaterina and her team had always played fair, not knowing the game beforehand except the previous game. Knowing beforehand is cheating and it’s like a drug that enabled them to relax and put their guard down. But just like a drug, once its effect wears off, you’re left with an anxiety you’re unable to handle. Your fears come back stronger and this time, you crave the relief and fake bliss that the drug has offered. That’s exactly wha
Tossing and groaning from the searing pain on his shoulder, Blaize woke up. He sat up in bed and looked down at his wounded arm, noticing that it looks like it’s getting an infection. He’s also coming down with a fever. He dreamt about the past again, just like every single time when he’s sick. It started when his grandfather passed away, leaving him with an information and a mission. To find and protect his twin brother. Yes, you got that right. Zayden Jaxen Flynn is Blaize’s twin brother. Gripping the folded picture
Blaize woke up from the aches of his body. Just like his normal day, he trained without any breaks. "You woke up already?" He saw his grandfather at the door of his room. "Come on, let's jog before the sun's up." "Grandpa, can I skip today?"
Instead of analysing what the game is all about, Yekaterina's group is amazed by the setting of the game, how prepared and detailed it is. If Jade didn’t tell them ahead of what this game is, they'll be all so busy finding and understanding the clues and the worst is there's chance that they will be eliminated. Contrary to their competitor for this game, the other group sealed their eyes on the balls. Examining what will be the best ball that they will choose to survive.