Game of the Labyrinth: the labirinthine games [Completed]

Chapter 14: Steph

I look at Oriel and a smile pulls across her face as she reads the note. She looked up and blows a kiss towards where a camera has to be. We were all confused at what she was doing. Then we saw the Beetle blade, a camera fixed to it's back. Oriel then said "thanks Paxton! " which triggered my understanding. She had done this at the interview but she was copying it now.

       "We should probably start going to find new biome" says Michael pulling out his water bottle and filling it with snow. "we should also fill up on water since who knows the next time we'll have something to drink" he says motioning to what he's doing as he puts it by the fire.Then the sound starts again. The sound is familiar. It sounds like a whirring beeping swarm of bees. I look at the others. "Grievers" I say looking worried.

They attack without warning. One second all we hear is beeping and clacking then they were upon us we each had two grievers to deal with. Micheal and I put our backs to each other and Bryson and Oriel were by themselves. Oriel Threw one of her signature side kicks she sunk up to her knee in it's greasy mucusy flesh. "EEEWWW" she hissed and she brought her sword towards the grievers tail on,y to find it missing. "uh Steph" She said "I think this griever came to finish the job" She then to my surprise stood perfectly still for a second then her griever went still then melted all over her leg.  Oriel then went insane. She threw herself at the other griever and dove into its flesh. And sucked in her breath as she was pulled into it's skin. I screamed then the griever melted and Oriel was standing there covered in slime.

I turned away and faced my own griever it's eyes staring into my soul. It flips around trying to hit me with it's spider like legs I duck feeling the metal swoop over my head. I reach out and punch it in the side my hand cover with the grey green slime. my hand collides with a lever and I look to Michale and Bryson for help but they are both handling their grievers then I look over to Oriel who is helping both Bryson and Michael she yells at me "Pull the lever!" I pull a dark green lever located on it's neck inches away from my arm and the griever melt over my hand covering the trampled snow in green mucus. I then nearly got knock out by the second griever's tail swinging at my head when Michael throw himself on the thing and reaching in the slime pulling the lever making himself flop into the pool of mucus. He looks disgusting and I almost throw up. he gets out of the slimy mess and grins Bryson come over all three of them are covered head to toe in the green goo. they all smile.

    "No!" I back up then Michael ran over giving me a great big hug then everyone comes in for a group hug. "Okay lets go if we find a river we can get cleaned and find new clothes" he said pulling away from our group hug.

   We get our stuff pack up and start  running the maze all of a sudden we see a giant old wooden chest sitting in the middle of the path. we all run over and open it. we all smile grading the four towels and fresh clothes we don't bother looking at the sizes we shove our new supplies into our back packs and continue running soon we reach a clearing this time the biome is a rain forest. "well I'm sure we'll find some water around here" Said Bryson. "Well no duh, Smart-ass" says Oriel shoving him, this gesture makes him smirk.

Oriel looked at us and laughed. this way she led us to a old looking green tree and grabbed a brach she pointed it at Michael and chopped off its front end. Michael got sprayed in the face with water. She laughed and cut down more branches spraying us each. Then we sprayed her and she got a mouthful of water. We laughed and drank the water when we had dried off we set up camp. Oriel took first watch and I climbed into bed with Michael. ''Good night" He whispered then He put his arm around me and we drifted off to sleep. then the last thing I hear that day was Michael "don't worry I'll protect from any grievers" he whispers in my ear.