Death

The Games

Today was the day, and to say the least Hoseok wasn't doing very good.

He was sweating uncontrollably, and had gotten a random pimple on his face probably due to stress.

To his luck Jimin had let him stay at his place for the night but as soon as he woke up he kicked him out and said.

"See you on TV."

At the time he had no clue what he was talking about but felt even worst when he found out he was talking about the games.

Hoseok had used the map Jimin gave to him to get to the arena.
When he arrived all he could do was stare at the large building.
He took a deep breath silently wishing he could go home and reluctantly went inside the oversized doors.

Once he made it in he was immediately lost. There were swarms of weird looking... people? They were holding large weapons like spears and clubs.

Hoping to stay hidden, he puts his hood over his head and continues to trot down the path everyone was going.

After walking around aimlessly for twenty minutes he finally finds the sign up desk. The old lady at the desk asks him normal questions like his age, height, and weight. But when they get to his name he is a bit starstruck, he should have seen it coming but was too nervous about the other questions he didn't think into the future.

"Uh Assail?"

"Oh, weird name. Next!"

Hoseok left the old lady when the intercom suddenly came on.

"All contestants, please make your way to the left side of the arena."

Sighing heavily Hoseok clutches he bow for dear life and heads to the left side of the arena to find a seat.

"Hello, everyone!" The man on the speaker says enthusiastically while everyone cheers.

"Welcome to this Years annual Fighting games! Today there will be 3 rounds of death defying action between our competitors. But before we get started I would like to introduce our reigning champion Nochu!!!"

Just as he says those words a man with purple shoulder length hair came out of the large doors and into the middle of the arena. He was holding two large blades in his left and right hand and smiling menacingly to the audience.

"Now without further a do I shall explain the first competition! It might seem like a simple capture the flag game, but no, nothing in this competition is that simple. You must fight your opponent to campfire their flag and bring it back to base, luckily this is only the preliminary round, meaning you can't kill anyone, and you can resign. So where just ruling out anyone who is to weak to participate! Everyone who is participating, we gave you either a red or blue wristband that will determine which team you are on.
Good luck, and try to not die! Go!!"