Rise of The Unseen

Friend vs Friend

Rourke's voice reverberated through the cavernous arena as he reveled in their shock. "In phase three, you'll face the ultimate test of loyalty and survival. You two will have to fight each other to the death."  he declared, his tone dripping with sadistic pleasure. 

Marta and Benny's faces paled further, and their expressions turned to a mixture of disbelief and horror. The Vipers in the audience erupted in cheers, their excitement fueled by the impending violence.

Marta couldn't fathom the cruelty of this twisted game. She had become a survivor, a protector, and now, she was being forced into a situation where she might have to harm one of her own. Her mind raced, desperately seeking a way out of this nightmare.

Benny's fists clenched at his sides, his anger simmering just beneath the surface. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "This isn't a game," he growled, his voice trembling with a mix of anger and desperation.

Rourke, standing high above them, his cold eyes scanning the group's reactions, simply chuckled. "Oh, but it is a game, my dear Ace and Wender," he replied with a sadistic grin. "A game with very high stakes. One of you will emerge as the victor and will guarantee the survival of your dear group. The other... well, let's just say they'll be staying with us."

Jessica, who had been observing this macabre spectacle with a sense of growing horror, couldn't contain her fear any longer. She took a step back, her eyes darting between Marta and Benny, and then to Rourke, her voice quivering as she whispered, "This... this can't be real."

Rourke's laughter cut through the tension like a knife. "Oh, baby, it's as real as it gets," he taunted, relishing in their despair. "The choice is simple: fight or die. It's a beautiful test of survival, don't you think?"

Lucas, his face a mask of anger and frustration, clenched his fists. He couldn't bear to watch his friends being forced into this gruesome situation. "There has to be another way," he muttered, more to himself than anyone else.

Emily, standing beside Daniel, clung to his hand, her eyes wide with terror. She had seen enough violence in this harsh world and Daniel wasn't sure how to protect her from this anymore.

Marta's gaze remained locked on Rourke, her mind racing to find a way out of this nightmarish scenario. She couldn't help but feel a sense of dread, not just for her own life, but for the impact this would have on the group.

Benny, despite his anger, knew that Marta was right. They had to find a way to turn the tables on Rourke and the Vipers. As he glanced at Marta, he could see the determination in her eyes, and it filled him with a renewed sense of purpose.

Rourke, basking in the chaos and despair he had created, lifted his arms once more, silencing the crowd. "Let the games begin," he announced with a wicked grin, signaling the start of this horrific phase three, where the bonds of friendship and survival would be tested like never before.

Marta made her stance clear as she raised her fists, but instead of advancing toward Benny, she took a step back, her voice firm and unwavering. "I won't do this, Wender," she declared, her gaze never leaving his.

Benny, equally resolute, kept his distance, his fists clenched but not raised in an offensive stance. He shook his head, his eyes pleading. "Ace, I won't fight you either. We can't let Rourke turn us against each other."

The Vipers in the audience watched with a mixture of confusion and disappointment. They had expected a brutal showdown, but Marta and Benny's refusal to engage in violence left them momentarily stunned.

Rourke, high above in his perch, couldn't hide his frustration. "What's this? Refusing to fight? That's not how The Ring works!" he bellowed, his anger evident in his voice.