Death here, death there, kill a few more...

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JO POV
Jo woke up to the sound of Mrs Rocks voice over the speakers, "Good Morning Queenies! Through the night we lost many brave contestants," Jos heart stopped. Surely she hadn't been killed!? "Sarah and Saskia from the extras, Celia, Aileen, Eve from the Asians, Sandy from the jocks, Jess and samy from the nerd group. And, shockingly only Jo survived the night attack, being the only bogan left. Audrey is the only white girl left now as well. Congratulations to the survivors! Now as the sun rises over the horizon we have decided to introduce the second test," jo shuddered, the first one had been bad enough. "As of today we will be intruding peacekeeper into the mix, they can choose to either help you or kill you. Happy Queen wood games."

Jo sighed, it was to early for this shit. Quickly she checked her watch that was sticky with blood. Time read-5am. Argh. She rolled over onto her side almost cutting herself on her stilettos. 'I really should move that' she though laughing. 'It would be a shame to die like all the other bogans I killed.' Smirking she rolled onto her back, picked up her steltos, quickly applied some mascara and lipstick, and walked out of the room to go meet her babes.

Izzy
Izzy didn't wake up, as she had already been awake. She had spent the entire night killing her competition, which she had easily accomplished in two hours. The only problem, she had promised to kill Chiara. And she didn't know how she could do it. She sighed, scrunching up another horrible plan and through it into her already over flowing trash can. Her head whipped around,, as she saw someone fart past her office window. "Wtf" she said. Just as she went to her desk to pull her knife out of its hidden compartment someone spoke, "What's up izzy?". The voice sounded friendly but the hands around her neck said otherwise. Izzy clawed at the hands, trying to get a breath. The hands didn't budge. Now she really was starting to suffocate. She thrashed, kicking the legs behind her. She renched away from her attacked, drawing huge gulps of air. Her attacker didn't give her any luxuries though, as they ran forward bearly missing her hand, stabbing the table instead. She jumped back, but not after grabbing her knife. To late she realised their were to of them. She slashed forward, cutting her attacker from the stomach to the neck, unfortunately not deep enough to be critical. Suddenly the second attacker stabbed her. She fell with a dull thud, grabbing her pulsing wound. Blood stained Chiara's boots and Jos stilettos as they stepped over Izzy's body and out the door.

Saskia
Saskia wept in pain. All her lungs were heaving and at least two of her libs were broken, or at least it felt like that. All she remberrd was being woken up in the middle of the night to someone breaking her arms. So typical. After she had tried to scream, she had been dumped into the swimming pool and partially drowned. Now she lay heaving on the side of the pool. If she was totally honest with herself she didn't know how she had gotten out. Strangely the only thought she could muster when she crawled onto the ladder was, "holy shit, I'm hudini.". After she had managed to crawl to a bench and not pass out from pain she started to realise what had happened. Alex had tried to kill her. She had to tell the others. Bit by bit Saskia crawled towards the elevators, stairs were for povos, as with the added fact she was fairly sure she couldn't walk. M

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