Game On

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It's 1145 and we're at the complex.

"I cannot believe you offered this Jake! So random! I mean they're the biggest boy band. What happens if we hurt them? We never go easy, not even the first time we took Molls!" I yell.

"Ugh, that's right. My legs and ass were killing! Thank god you 'trained' me!" she laughs.

"It's fine Silvie! Suck it up! It'll be fun!" Jake says.

"Hey Americans!" Louis yells.

I look over and I see the five guys fully dressed in gear. Wow they take this seriously. Well so does me and Molls. Both wearing our neon green and pink gear.

"Really? You don't exactly blend in," exclaims Zayn.

"Don't worry darling, you'll never see us coming," I say sweetly. The teams are: Molly, Louis, Jake, and Zayn. Leaving Harry, Niall, Liam and myself.

"Silvie, you better not hold back. I will know if you are," says Jake.

"Oh shut it."

"Game on bitches!" yells Louis.

It's just a mess. I decide to go easy the first round. I don't want to hurt anyone. It wouldn't be fair. Niall and Zayn are out the first round with 10 hits each. Niall was absolutely horrible, and Zayn just couldn't stay out of the fire. I must say Jake has gotten way better, but not as good as me. Next round, Liam and Molly are out.

Now it's just me and Harry versus Jake and Louis. Before entering the round I heard Jake yell "C'mon Silvara Rose! I know you're going easy on all of us! Buck up! If you don't, I'll start showing them pictures of you when you were little," he yells, "yes I have a folder of them, Justin sent them to me!"

"Oh you bastard! You want to get your ass kicked? Fine by me. Harry just follow me and my commands. This will be easy. Ready?" I ask him.

"Yes, ma'am. You have my life in your hands. Oh and please shoot Louis in the middle of his eyes," he says in his deep voice. It's distinguishable from the rest of the group. Deep and he pronounces all his words slowly. But I can't be distracted.

"Wilco," I say. He just looks at me. I enter my own world. Just sound and instincts. This is what happens when you grow up with two older brothers, a bunch of male cousins and my dad. Lucky enough I got my shopping habit from my mom.

Let the games begin...

We enter in and I turn into an animal. But I know to never leave a fellow person behind. Harry isn't as bad as I thought. He stays up with me. We haven't seen the other guys just yet but we will soon. Just as I turn the corner I see a flash of color. Thank god I have fast reflexes or else I'd be out with that headshot. Okay, this means war. We go at it for a couple minutes before we realize that we're getting bogus shots. We change tactics and spots. Louis is beginning to get cocky, okay Louis here we go. I tell Harry to stay behind and watch my back. I scale up the wall, but before that I take off my gear except for my chest protector and helmet. I'm wearing black yoga pants and under armor shirt. I'm able to run and climb until I'm 15 feet from Louis and drop on the ground. I whistle before I shoot him between the eyes. I walk over and laugh. And take a picture. Hot pink paint splattered on his mask.

I run back over to Harry to show the picture, which he laughs. But then I hear something a couple feet away from us, so I cover his mouth with my hand and press my body against his until he hits the wall. We stay like that for a minute before I let go of him. I don't think of my actions, but I look into his face and see a strange facial expression on him. I just ignore it. We walk away and before I know it, I hear something and leap onto Harry before a ball hits him in the head. I look down to ask if he's okay and realize I'm lying right on top of him. I freeze and he just looks at me with that same face from before. Whatever, I cannot lose this bet. I stand up quickly and pull him up. I'm a bit distracted and don't notice Jake coming from behind me until Harry throws me behind him while he gets hit with all the shots aimed for me. With that round 3 is over.

When we go get water before the final round, I can't help but watch Harry's every move. Every couple minutes, he looks up and catches me looking at him and I blush. Apparently, Molly has been watching me the entire time and can't stop laughing. She just says she'll tell me later. I didn't even realize till later that she was sitting on the separate bench with just Louis.

"Okay last round Kuto. You ready? Don't you dare hold back. 3 separate shots will win this round. Two of those shots must be kill shots. Be ready!" yells Jake.

"Yes, sir. Just get ready yourself," I state with no emotion as I glance at him from the entrance.

"Wow, the tension!" Louis says, "Let's make this interesting, how about all of us go in to distract you guys. We're on no ones team. You're main objective is to get the other. But we are allowed to shoot you. Deal?"

"Sure, making this more interesting is perfect for me. Sure you can handle that Silvie?" Jake asks.

"No worries, Jacob. Like I said. Be ready," I state.

"This should be good," mumbles Molly.

"Oh jeez, I see the look in their eyes, maybe I should call an ambulance, hahaha," says Liam and Niall.

"Okay, game on," says Louis.

It's unbelievably intense in the huge complex. We were lucky to go at a time when it's just us. It's as big as a football field with so many areas to climb, crawl, leap, and sprint. I just shut everything down and take charge. I kind of feel bad for Niall because I shoot him 5 times before he even notices the direction I come from. Zayn and Liam aren't much better either. I'm so proud of Molly because I've yet to see her obnoxious color. Before going in I got yelled at by her since I removed my gear, but it's so clunky and you can hear. She just shook her head, she knows how stubborn I am. I turn the corner and see a body move past, without remorse I shoot whoever it is in the mask. Its Louis again. And his response?

"Seriously?! What the actual fuck?! This is bullshit! Silvie I'm going to kill you dammit!"

"Bye loverboy!" I yell back.

I just run and use all my moves; I shoot all of them again before I even spot Molly. I shoot her in the ass just to piss her off. "Fuck off Silvie! Ugh there's going to be a bruise!" she yells.

"It's okay, maybe Niall will kiss it better!" says Louis. I guess I'm not the only one that notices.

In turn she shoots him about 15 times, poor guys.
''FUCK!"

That's when I feel someone sneaking up behind me, before I think about it instinct takes over and I turn extremely fast and point my gun in front of his mask, it's Harry. I don't shoot because I don't have time. Once again he spots Jake and throws me out of the way and takes my shot.

I watch Jake run away until I rip off my mask and yell at Harry! "Seriously? Stop doing that! I can handle myself! Just let me play!"

"Oi! Put your mask back on," he says while ripping off his," you can lose an eye!"

"Shut it! You just took yours off!"

"I did to look you in the eye," he says while standing in front of me staring me down," now put it back on."

That's when I realize that he's a couple inches taller than me, just enough where I could wear heels. "Fine" I spat back and run off.

Fine. Jake you're going down. Making me embarrass myself. Before he even hears me, I shoot him in the back under his left shoulder blade. One kill shot. We run off again. He shoots me right at my sternum. Kill shot. We both shoot each other in the shoulder. The last kill shot. I take off running, until I see him in front of me. He shoots first and I drop to the ground and roll to run in the opposite direction. He shoots again but I manage to move out of the way in time. I leap on top of a container, he shoots at me once I stand but miss since I'm able to flip off. My agility is intense. Erik used to say I was part cat because I always landed on my feet. I'm still on the defensive until I formulate a plan to use a strike force first. I attack him head on but jump out of the way before he points his gun in my direction. I dive again.

Okay, lets try that again. Once I maneuver a couple times through rolls, dives, and some flips. I see my opportunity. I attack him head on and manage to get around him and put the barrel of the gun to his head.

"I win," I shoot, "can't wait to see your ass fail in wakeboarding."

Hopefully you all could picture the action scenes... haha. A bit rough, sorry! Crazy, but thats how my friends actually play. I know! Gasp! Let me know if you like it :)

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