Project: Sunshine

42- Let the Game Begin

Warning: Violence and Death

"Who wants to play a game?"

Myth crossed her legs and laid her arms over each other on her highest knee. She smirked. She was sitting on a solid red surface.

She tilted her head, they were all back in their chairs, muffled and restrained. She then clicked her tongue and stood up, "Some of you aren't too familiar with me." She said as she walked closer and closer to Stella. "But you don't need an introduction. You'll find out soon enough." She put out her arm and a purple blob appeared in her hand and took the shape of a gun.

"So, why don't I go through the rules of this game." She slid the edge against Stella's cheek, the girl had flinched when it touched her. "It's very simple. I just want to see where all of your loyalties lie, you know?"

Stella stared with fear shimmering through her eyes. Myth only pouted at her before she backed away. "Who would you die for?"

Myth turned, her eyes locked onto Angel. She hummed and began walking over to her, she created a purple chair and used her foot to push Nova who was sitting beside her away, that chair bumping into the person beside her, Toxin.

     The chair Myth made was pushed closer to Angel and Myth sat down in it, leaning forward, her hands brushing through Angel's soft blond hair. "Has anyone ever told you how gorgeous your hair is?" She asked, tilting her head, the fear emitting off of Angel filled Myth. Suddenly her hands gripped tightly, causing Angel's head to be yanked. "Who do you care about?" Myth's red eyes turned all white when she put the gun on her lap and used her now free hand to grab Angel's chin.

     The girl was filtering through Angel's memories. "Nova," Myth's facial muscles tensed up multiple times, "Stella and Toxin..." Myth's brows furrowed as she got deeper into Angel's mind. "Mary... Lizzie." Myth let go of Angel's chin and her eyes went back to normal. "Your sister?" Myth's other hand let go of Angel's hair and she stood up, the chair soon disappeared.

"Hm, guess I have my target." Myth shook the gun and it poofed into small purple dots. Angel's yells were muffled as Myth began walking away.

She got beside Toxin, leaning forward, but he wouldn't meet eyes with her. She laughed softly at that before she grabbed his arm and her eyes went white. "Huh," She tilted her head as her eyes went back to normal. She glanced at Raven beside him and hummed and moved to him, her finger sliding across Raven's face, directly under his missing eye. "This happened here?" She asked for no one to answer, the touch alone worked and her eyes went white. A look of discomfort washed over Myth's face. Her eyes went back to normal and she didn't say anything, she just moved on to the next person.

She did this with Lana, "Ohh, Lana. What have you been up to?" She smiled and shook her head, "Tough shit, huh?" She moved to Phoenix, the girl glared daggers at her. "Oh, calm down. You don't have anything to hate me for yet." She didn't look into her memories, somehow she already knew. From Stella's memories.

Once she was done, she just... Left. Left everyone exactly how they were, glancing at each other because that's all they could do.

It was silent for a long time. Stella glanced at Ginger every so often. There was sadness. Stella felt... Sad. Stella hadn't seen Ginger since they escaped. Since she almost tore them all apart.

Or would have. Stella wasn't sure if the girl was dead or not. But it was clear she lived. The confusing thing was Phaerie sitting in that chair. Stella had seen her face be blown off. Half of the people in this room have. Phaerie was staring at Ginger. For as much as Stella knew, Phaerie did know Ginger.