The Ghost Advice Horse Journal

I'm Breaking My Own Rules

I gave him a hard stare."How do we end this?"I asked slyly.

"Like with any other fight I get into with some total stranger."he snarled.

I laughed as I slowly brought my sword out. He brought out a battle-axe. I had the perfect strategy for fight him. I watched ever battle. Ever game. Now here I was, now knowing his weaknesses. I evilly smiled. He didn't know mine.

"You shouldn't have killed him."he said."My only friend."

"Oh I know you have other friends. Like Ian and Tyler."

He gasped."What are you? A stalker?"

"You're being stalked right now. Don't you know your being monitored? Every single movement. It's nothing to be afraid of. Everyone in this arena has it. Including me!"

I brought my sword to his arm. He moved it away in time. He swung the axe around. He cut off about and inch of my hair. It didn't matter though. I needed to win.

I grabbed his necked and threw him down. I now had the height advantage. He looked at me with his brown eyes. They told me that he needed to make a second impression.

"What?"I asked, lifting him up.

"Shot the arena down, and I'll forgive you. I'll forget this ever happened."

"Nice thinking. I've been wanting to get out of this heck hole for ages."

I slung an arrow back on my bow. I aimed for the spot that his friend had ever so carefully picked the last game. I fired.

It zoomed and hit the center. Immediately, pieces started falling from the sky. The stranger reached for my hand. I took it. Maybe I did have a purpose in life, other than killing those who had best friends.

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