Insanity

Chapter 24: The Tournament

[Few days later]
[Luci's P.O.V]

Well this was the day. After the survival exam and the killing of my grandfather, it was finally the time for the exam results back. 250 points huh? I can probably pass it, I'm frickin Blood Lucifer frickin X. I grabbed a bottle of vodka on my desk; I heard a knock on the door and went to go answer it. Chris stood there in his white suit, geez he's blue eyes are dreamy. "Sup babe?" I asked him as he smiled.
"Luci, you need a lift to the results board?"
"Yeah, thank you." I told him even though I could probably fly there. "Come in, babe.", he stepped inside and I shut the door behind him. "Wanna some vodka?" I asked him,
"No thanks." He replied, I don't think he drinks at all. I bet he only ever drinks during Holy Communion... I downed the bottle myself, Chris always wore religious jewelry and carried his bible everywhere. Not sure how were friends considering his God and my ancestor were like enemies or somet.

"How do you think you did?" He said to break the silence, crap was I staring at him too long?
"Good, good. You?"
"I think did ok.", we chatted for a bit and I was still waiting for him to respond to the kiss a few days ago. Like come on dude, how long you gonna take? I looked at what I was wearing and noticed I was still wearing my pink pjs, damn why did I not check before answering the door... "Chris, I need to change so... Can you leave for like 5 mins?", he stood up and headed towards the door. "Sure" he said before shutting the door. I opened my wardrobe and pulled out a few things, uh leggings , crop top, denim jacket, snapback and...golden chain?. Street look. I got did my make-up, hair, dressed, put some sneakers on and left the room.

"Luci its been 20 minutes." He laughed. Whoops.
"Sorry. Lets go." I said as I linked arms with him. He didn't break the link so theres a sign, kinda. We strolled to his lambo and he opened the door for me, sign number two... "Cheers" I muttered. He got into the car and zoomed off, I presumed he knows where were going. We stopped at a building and he let me out, we walked inside of it to discover a large board which seemed to have all the students names on it. It was sorted into alphabetical order of the surname. I guess mine is Lucifer so I looked around where L was as Christian went to the P's. Ok lets see. Laco. Lester. Listirn. Lucas. Lucifer! Lucfier Blood, I was registered as... 250... That was the minimum requirement. There was sentence nest to my name stating: '50 points were disqualified for summoning threat to students.' That must have been grandpa. Well, at least I passed. Christian had a smug smirk on his face, "Whatcha get babe?" I asked him. He smiled.
"300. You?", geez hot and smart? Thats rare!
"250, but 50 points were disqualified cos you wanted me to summon my grandpa... So yeah."
"My deepest thanks. But you passed. So its alright."
"Babe you owe me."

There was a voice coming through the speakers. 'All 50 students who got the sufficient score, please head to the main fighting hall. Other students may watch or leave. Thank you.' Now we have to fight? Whatevs. I took Chris' hand and pulled him into the hall. The arena was large and there were giant T.Vs around the sides. Each of them had a letter on from A-J and 5 students underneath each letter. I found my name on Group J and babe's on Group A. "Yo, babe. Kick butt aight?", he laughed walked me down to the platform. The rules were announced:

A group will be picked and the five students will go into the arena and fight. Last one standing proceeds the next stage either A for the first 5 groups or B for the last 5 groups. Then the new five will fight each other and once again the winners move on to the final fight. You will be scored on the following groups. Battle. Tactics and Uniqueness. Scored out of 30, the top 20 scores will be selected for the class. All weapons are allowed. We are not responsible for your death.

Well. I guess theres gonna be that one guy who will bring in a nuke. I got split up with Chris and I looked at the other 4 students of my group. There was a nerd with glasses. And three jocks. One of them being the one who harassed me before. Cant wait to kill em. As soon as Group J was announced we stepped out to the arena. The crowed roared and it was ear-deafening. I'm already half blind, are they trying to deafen me? There was a count down and the jocks ran at the nerd tackling him to the floor. Bless him. I bit my finger and a fireball appeared. It tossed it in their direction and it set them alight. They ran round, screaming and two of them played dead or were they actually dead... Oops. I saw the jock from before and clenched my fist, hammering it into his disgusting face. The nerd started shivering and seemed a bit beat up already. "Get up, yo. Just like cover your face or somet so they think I beat you up too." He listened to me and I pretended to slap him. A bell sounded, so I suppose I won as medics swarmed the arena.

I watched Christian fight and he didn't strike with his sword at all. He just blocked everything with his sword and tired them out, then waiting for them to trip over their own feet. He won his round but changed completely in the second round. He struck his opponents with his sword, opened his bible and chanted some words until they vanished. He easily won the round even though his opponents were demons, vampires and ghouls. Oh wait. Maybe he refuses to use his sword against a human. But only against things that aren't his God's creation maybe? Seems legit. Now it was time for me to fight in the next round. To make a long story short. EZ GAME EZ LIFE.

But now things were going to be serious, it was the final round. I knew my opponent. Kinda wanted to know him better. As I stood onto the platform, I saw Christian. Still and calm. His blue eyes seemed worried. I didn't know what was going through his mind. The moment the bell struck, I summoned forth the Demon Sword Entei and thrusted it expecting Christian to block it. It was that second I regretted everything. The blade pierced his chest and came out the other side. His snow white suit stained in his own blood. He gently fell to the floor, smiling at me, slammed it hard.

What have I done?