The Game's End

Chapter 12

KAT'S POV

"Oh my god did you see that Shawn???????" I screamed in his ear... he is going to be deaf forever. He he he.

"Yeah, that was Sarah. Who knew she was that good at fighting."

"I'll bet it's from when she was with Tyrant."

"Probably."

We slowly headed out into the huge arena and waited for that big ass dude to appear so we could fight him. Gradually he started to appear but he was only a third of the size of the person before and had much less armor and muscle. You have to be kidding me. Whatever, easier for us. Shawn and I exchanged a look before looking back at the image. WE ARE GONNA KICK YOUR SORRY BUTT. I thought to myself before lunging at the projected man. Shawn does likewise and we fight hand to hand for ten seconds before he hits Shawn with a right hook and Shawn hits the ground like a rock slowly twitching his fingers to prove he is alive. OH HECK TO THE NO!!!!!!!!!!! YOU ARE GONNA DIE TODAY!!!! I yelled in my head. My vision clotting with red I angrily finished off the no good son of a

"Am I dead???" Shawn mumbled from the ground. Slowly I walked over to him and kicked him in the ribs before telling him to get up.

"I guess not otherwise that would have felt like feathers." he wheezed.

Walking out the same door as Sarah I see a beautiful room full of people swarming, like bees in a hive. Looking around I see an almost dance like sight, as everyone moves in their own direction with a different sort of elegance and grace to it. It was mesmerizing and beautiful. I continued to look around the beehive until I saw a certain someone with dark hair in the corner crying herself a river. Oh no, what happened. After tapping Shawn on the shoulder, we walked over to Sarah and sat next to her. Placing my hand on her back, I said softly, "What's wrong?"

Her body convulsed in laughter and she looked up at me with wild eyes. "Nothing's wrong; absolutely nothing at all." To match her hysteric laughter a wide almost inhuman smile grew on her face; contorting her features. Shawn had the same look as I did, clear as day, on his face; a look that said, 'she has completely and utterly lost her mind!' My best friend, no, my sister has lost her mind and I can't even do anything about it! I am a horrible person I let this happen to her I left her so she couldn't talk out what ever this is.

Pulling me out of the dark hole that is my thoughts; Sarah started laughing even more hysterically. I rubbed her shoulder hopping that it would calm her down, but all it did was ignite a whole new round of laughter. She was laughing so hard at this point that her face had turned blue and she was coughing as well as laughing.

"You want to tell us what's up?" I cooed to her.

"You guys think I'm sad?" We nodded uncertainly.

She started cackling. She wasn't sad?

"Why were you crying?"

"These are happy tears. My sister is alive." she looked up at the sky and screamed, "You hear that Xλόη I'm coming home!"