"Where do we go from here?.."
he'd asked, scratching the back of his neck, gazing gently with question.
She'd kneeled examining the dead corpse, before swiftly taking the rifle, clicking with a load she stood with a glare.
"...Not sure, but lets kic...
He softly ran from the girl as she got a gun blasting fire his heart beating out of his ribbed cage as he huffed using cover from a steel piece, using as a shield as he was in thought sweating hearing the gun soon jam between squeaking cusses and cries of the young girl.
Elizabeth: "shit shit shit!!! Fight you fucking coward..!!"
Sweating, he soon looked around the scattered weapons along a trail as he groaned his anger taking him hearing her hard tone and such words he soon found a bottle of strong liquid as he took a sip from thirst before wiping his dry lips, as he stood peeking at the girl trying to work the gun once more as settle aside were matches. Having the bright idea he swallowed being a risk, he soon to take as his eyes glanced at the handsome Logan staring down with such calm and a small smile noticing his glances licking the cherry from his wine, he smiled feeling the sympathy. Taking the chance of death he crawled softly trying not to be noticed by the frustrated girl, he stared at the matches soon swinging on his feet running as the girl gasp buckling the gun to not jam shaking the gun with her hands taking fire as the ground sparked up, his eyes widen almost being hit, but he was so damn close he kept running and doing his best to dodge her horrible aim as she screamed soon she shot him, yes he was shot at his arm as he cried in pain soon with anger grabbing the matches as he was shot at again at his leg as he tripped falling as he screamed feeling the girl's weak laughter with the crowd cheering at the intense impact of each cry and screams of laughter and pain.
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Logan's POV:
(*aw shit seducing was a fail...hmm I'm screwed...*)
Feeling a hard grip as his eyes focused on Miguel's as he smiled awkwardly, putting up his hands as to block from the awakening punch.
"I'm sorry...I didn't know he would squirm and not think. The girl is also weak..but give him a chance..ow ow..!!"
His ear being pulled as a harsh whisper was in a stern manner before he let go, rubbing his stinging ear smirking softly.
Miguel: "we're gonna loose!..I bet a fortune on this kid u suggested..! Now my money is down the drain thanks to you dumbass..!"
"Aww...don't stress it out...it's gonna get good just wait..."
(*i hope....*)
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Elizabeth POV:
((I couldn't help but be angry..how dare they put me here with a squirming worm..!!))
Huffing as she shot more at the corner getting another scream as she soon got a knife, taking to face to face as she grinned, only being splashed with a burning strong smell as she screamed getting it in her eyes as she sobbed cussing at the boy.
"Ahh fuck!! Aghh!!! Fuck y-!!!AAAA!!!"
She was burning as the blazing heat caught on her hair as she ran around trying to take it out soon being into her scalp as her head burned, crying and screaming she laid on the ground rolling with screams as the crowd cheered seeing the boy stood above her with the broken glass with a burning fire with the crisp cloth as he smashed it in her face. She screamed more as blood rose down her face burning as the fire got bigger spreading down her neck to her shoulders and lower body wiggling as her breaths got gasping short with her screams and cries dying down her eyes shot wide open as fire blazed within corners and pieces of burnt crisp, looking like stone, she was burned alive.
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Neko's POV:
(*what a way to die...burn in hell bitch....easy with that Ragged hair of hers...mm..*)
Hearing roars of the cheering crowd as Logan clapped with a satisfied Miguel, winning ice more he softly smiled holding the hard wound on his arm before limping as he past out onto the ground as the announcer sent him to the nurse with more cheers.
Announcer: "theres go neko!!..Oo that girl was roasted!..now we have another two that will spark...and all along she was actually hiding from us..give it up for the runaway brunt! Trisha..andddd Chris..!!" ____________________________________________________________________________________
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Trisha's POV:
(*you got this....do it for...gabe...*)
Walking in the chains as she tripped hearing laughers, soon being shoved out into the arena as she shook softly feeling the rush of air of the loose feeling from the rough heavy chains as she swallowed looking at the weapons, as she softly stared as the slim boy grinning with a soft stare grabbing a spiky ball from the chain as he swung it softly as he kept glance, waiting to strike as the alarm soon blasts, she shook her head from the staring zone as she softly grabbed an arrow and a wooden bow as she huffed shakily, showing fear as she softly backed from the swinging of his swipes hearing the spike ball slamming down into the ground. As her eyes drift around the stadium, she felt weak and small from the laughter and stares she gotten, she wasn't one of them...she was turned into them...she was betrayed by her own type as the familiar faces of women avoided eye contact, her eyes rolled back onto the strong strike of the swung hitting her on the side of the hip as groaned dropping onto her knees looking the distance he was walking in his smile creeping side to side like a murder. She soon got her bow ready her arrow sharp as she took a huff aiming, but she didn't fire as he came closer and closer, it was her only bullet to the gun as she waited for the right time as she kept locked on her hearing blurred from the echoes of cheering and screaming as her eyes softly blurred from the zone in thought of everything they took..kill...and changed..before she released with a sharp snap, the arrow zipper and turned in motion as it hit directly in the middle of the boy's eyes as the arrow swept through this skull hitting the wooden planked wall with blood speckled all around, soon she gasp as the body did few more steps before collapsing with a sigh of relief, winning felt great for her. She stood smiling raising her bow high with pride glaring right at Miguel and the other animals that screamed and cheered down the throws of roses and money her expression dropped as the announcer spoke.
Announcer: "there you go folks..!! The runaway as proven herself as one mighty tiger!!...."
Yes...she was happy...but worried..for there....questions roamed in her head as one stuck to her...
