Close Combats

Close Combats: Chapter 1

There are 60 participants, splitted into 6 groups. Each group has a color name, the primary and secondary colors. The groups, are enclosed in a dome, no escape because the outside is full of radiation. Each group has a supply of food and weapons, enough to last this competition. Life in the dome was kill or be killed or having alliances. The last 20 will be saved from the dome and treated with respect and resume their lives. On the middle, was a prism of colors, each having a panel for each of the colors, leading to the gates of the groups. As for Sven and Anthony...

"Anthony! A purple is attacking us!" Sven screamed to get the attention of Anthony. Anthony snapped out, and drawed his Blue sword from his side. Sven had his rapier on his side. A man, in Purple clothing stood of the gate, trying to invade in. The man was about in his early 30's, while Sven was on his late 20's and Anthony on his Mid 20's. Sven took guard and walked forward, his sword held firmly. "Come at me." Sven taunted to the man. The Man gripped his mace tighter, angered. Sven charged in and swiftly slashed his sword near the hand with the mace, but was intercepted by a mace. The man stepped forward, putting more force to make Sven loose strength and get hit. Sven smartly ducked and slashed the Man's legs. The man Staggered to the floor, hurt.

Sven neared the man and stabbed the man through his heart, and he fell to the ground. Another word was not heard as he died. Sven sheathed his weapon at his side and took the mace. He looked at Anthony, who is stunned at the moment. "Let's go." He requested. Anthony's face showed fear of what might come next. "You just killed him! Without remorse!" Anthony said in shock. Sven passed Anthony without another word and Anthony followed reluctantly. They stopped on the entrance of a blue dome-shaped building. They entered the building as the interior is a headquarters. On the left, is a food storage of crops and other edible foods. On the right, a stockpile of weapons. And on the middle, are 3 people working on computers. Above them is like a database of tracking who died and who are still alive. 3 frames are dark, signaling death. All of the frames are accorded to groups, like the first row is for the reds, then the orange, then so and so forth.

"Anthony. Sven." A voice cried as both of them turned to the direction of a voice. A woman of Blue clothing stood, walking to them. Like Sven, she was on her mid 20's, a little shorter than Sven. "I watched through the cameras. I see that you killed a purple. We are only 57 left..." The woman pointed to the pictures. Sven handed the mace to the girl. "Ella, it was to easy." Sven said with an easy smile. "If I survive with you, Let's date." Ella cheered. Sven gave a slight blush. "Thanks, Ella."

Sven and Anthony looked at the food storage. "So, How many food left?" Anthony questioned. Ella looked at it from afar. "About two weeks, really overboard." Ella stated. Sven yawned and Anthony and Ella looked at him. "Well, your shift ends. Good night, Sven and Anthony." Ella smiled warmly at Sven, who made a lazy smile. Anthony agreed with a sigh too. Ella laughed and nodded. Both of them headed to the food storage and grabbed breakfast, an assortment of berries, crops and wheat. Sven grabbed some berries and Anthony grabbed a slice of cheese. Both of them headed out, holding the food. Both of them headed to a house, colored in blue. Sven fished the keys of his pocket and slides it in. They entered the home, as Sven put the keys back on his pocket. Their home has 2 beds, a small counter or table, and a small bathroom. Anthony dropped to his bed and ate his food. As both of them finished, Anthony yawned. "Good night, Sven." Sven smiled and began to snooze, as well as Anthony.

Anthony woke up in a daze. He looked around, and gave a slight thanks. Everything was still at its place, and Sven was still in bed. Anthony took out his sword and exited the house, as it locked by itself. It was morning, a new day. I visited headquarters and checked how many died, and saw that we are 55 left. Everyone had one death, except for Blue. "We got an intruder! It's a yellow!" A man from the computers called loudly. I rushed to the food storage and grabbed an apple and rushed out, eating the apple while rushing to the gate. Ella stood with her sword, Windslash and a guy I know as Ethan. The intruder is a girl, yellow clothing and all. The girl head a spear, a lot bigger than her cause she was almost as old as Anthony.

"Ah! Blue team. The team that has no deaths yet. Shall we change that?" The girl rhetorically asked, although angered. Ethan stood forward, as the girl smirked. The girl threw her spear, hitting Ethan on the knee. Blood started to seep slowly, as the girl charged at Ethan. The girl grabbed the spear, and Ethan was prepared this time, as so he thought. Ethan swung his sword, cutting a part small part on the shoulder of the girl. She held her spear on her side, charging at Ethan, Ethan did too. She surged forward, passing the spear through Ethan, as Ethan's sword passed through her. Both of them looked at each other, Ethan's eyes were full of fear and shock, the girl had a smirk. Both of their bodies moved to the side, dead. Ella rushed to Ethan's body. "Thank you... Ethan." Ella put her hand near Ethan's neck and got his dog tag. Every person had one. Ella grabbed Ethan's sword from the girl's body, saddened. "They. Will. Pay." Ella did a self sear as Anthony rushed to Ella, trying to hush her. Ella wrapped the dog tag to the sword and stood, as Anthony followed behind, knowing that they had a member less.

(A/N)

Well... Haven't been updating, but a new story! That's all, though. Please tell me how I can make this story better, and also tell me if you want of your characters to star at my story! Anyways, like comment, share.