~~~~~~~~~~Tom's POV~~~~~~~~~~
Today's the day. The day we face Team Crafted. I was deep in sleep and thought when I was awoken by something hitting me in the head. "WAKE UP!" Krism yelled. "Krism, what the hell?" I groggily asked. "It's time to wake up! We gotta go!" Krism said, pulling the covers off of me and (Y/N). "Come on...5 more minutes.." (Y/N) said, cuddling up to me. "I'll get Chilled to pour cold water on your ass! Don't think I'm playing!" Krism said. "I'd like to see you try." (Y/N) said. "CHILLED! GET THE WATER!" Krism yelled. Before any of us could react, Chilled ran in, and dumped cold water onto myself and (Y/N), which made him/her fall out of the bed. "WHAT THE HELL?" (Y/N) yelled. "I DON'T MESS AROUND, ALRIGHT?" Krism replied. "BUT, WHY ME?!" I asked, shivering. "Oh, I just wanted to do that." Chilled said, with a laugh. That son of a bitch...
~~~~~~~~~~(Y/N)'s POV~~~~~~~~~~
After a long drive, we made it to the place where we were going to battle. Oddly enough, it was also announced that it was going to be broadcasted on Twitch. Live. For thousands to watch. Oh god, this is going to be insane, I can already tell. I wonder if any of our friends will be watching? "HEY! WAKE UP!" Tom yelled, pulling me out of my thoughts. "Sorry, I was thinking!" I said, smiling. "Well, we better hurry, the Crafts are here!" Tom said, pulling me inside of the building. I looked behind me, and, sure enough, they had arrived. Sky, Jerome, Mitch, Ant, Quinten, Jason, Ty, and Ian. And, they were keeping their eyes on us.
~~~~~~~~~~Chilled's POV~~~~~~~~~~
"There they are!" I said, seeing Tom drag (Y/N) over to the rest of us. "They're here, we need to get to our end of the area." Tom said, leading (Y/N) to our side, and we followed. From what I remember hearing, this was going to be sort of like The Hunger Games. Only, nobody dies, which is great. They might've changed everything up, but, I don't know. Soon enough, Team Crafted made it to their side. "Welcome, everyone, to the 1st Annual YouTuber Hunger Games!" Someone announced, gaining the cheers from the crowd around us. "Now, of course, this isn't the normal Hunger Games. There's no killing, and, the competitors get armor. The few ways someone can get out is by either getting hit by a weapon of choice or by Viewer's Vote." The person explained. Interesting.
~~~~~~~~~~Ze's POV~~~~~~~~~~
Soon, we all went down into the Arena, and grabbed a starting Weapon. This reminds me of the Minecraft Hunger Games. Chilled and I grabbed Axes, GaLm and Smarty grabbed Swords, Tom and (Y/N) grabbed Bows, and Minx and Krism grabbed some Rapiers. Thank God these are fake. "Remember! You'll get Sponsorships from fans to help you out! Also, good luck, and may the odds be ever in your favor!" The announcer said. Then, we were off. We decided to split up into some groups: Krism and Minx, GaLm, Smarty, and Chilled, and myself, Tom, and (Y/N). "Anybody following us?" I asked, when we made it to a safe spot. "No, not from what I can see." Tom said. Within moments, 2 people were already out. Damn, hopefully the others are fine...
~~~~~~~~~~GaLm's POV~~~~~~~~~~
"Holy shit, guys!" I said, seeing Ant and Chilled being transported to the Spectator's Area. "I got him, but I couldn't help out Chilled. Dammit." Smarty said. "At least you got one of the Crafts. Smarty, look out!" I said, grabbing Chilled's Axe, and throwing it at Sky, nailing him out. "Got him!" I said, with a victorious grin. "Thanks, Glammy." Smarty said, with a smile.
~Timeskip~
"It's only Ty, Quinten, Mitch, and Jerome left." I said, with a sigh. "Mitch and Jerome are gonna be tough, a real challenge." Smarty said. "Yea, they are.." I said. "But, we'll win this!" Smarty said. I smiled at him. After a kiss, we continued to walk around.
~~~~~~~~~~Smarty's POV~~~~~~~~~~
"I see Minx and Krism, come on!" I said, running towards the girls, GaLm following. "Smarty, thank God you're here!" Minx said, calming Krism down. "What happened?" GaLm asked. "Ze and Tom got taken out, by Mitch and Jerome. We were able to get Quinten out, but, we couldn't get Ty, and Mitch and Jerome ran after (Y/N) when he/she made a break for it." Minx explained. "Is Krism alright?" I asked. "She was slightly startled, but, she'll be fine." Minx said, patting Krism's back. "I hear footsteps." GaLm said, drawing our attention to an open area. "Oh shit, it's Ty." Krism said, gripping the bow. "Take the shot, bebe." Minx said. At that, Krism shot an arrow at Ty.
(BONUS POV'S! :DD)
~~~~~~~~~~Minx's POV~~~~~~~~~~
"Good shot!" I said, as we watched Ty get taken up to the Spectator's Area. "Thanks, bebe!" Krism said, kissing me. "So, it's us 4 and (Y/N), against Mitch and Jerome." Smarty said. "Well, we need to find (Y/N), make sure he/she is still in, ya know?" GaLm said. Then, out of nowhere, a couple arrows landed at our feet, causing Smarty to scream a bit. "Holy fuck!" He said. "It's them!" Krism said. Well, shit!
~~~~~~~~~~Krism's POV~~~~~~~~~~
"Well, well, well, look what we've found, Biggums!" Mitch said, with a cocky smirk. "Where's our friend?" Minx asked. "Oh, I think he/she was taken care of." Jerome said, as they took a step closer. "I wouldn't count on that." GaLm said. "What makes you say that?" Mitch said. What the fuck, GaLm? "You might wanna check your back." GaLm said. At that moment, Jerome was shot in the back with an arrow, taken out, giving Minx the opportunity to take Mitch out, succeeding. "(Y/N)!" We all said, over the cheers that could be heard and the announcer. "Hey, guys!" (Y/N) said, getting a hug from all of us. We did it! We won!
((Well, I'm going to leave this here, hope you guys enjoyed it! Now, just to get this out of the way, I'M NOT DEAD! A lot has been happening lately, and, I had to take a big break. I'm back now! That's all that matters! See you guys later! ^-^))
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