The Night We Fell Apart

CHAPTER 11: THE TAKEDOWN

BLAM!

Carter got slashed down to the ground. "CARTER!" They all said as he took a hard slam into the ground. "Damn it.." Said Mike, looking at the bottom, pissed off. "YOU WILL PAY FOR THAT!" Mike yelled. His yell had almost been as loud as the giant. He released an immense amount of energy that surged through the dungeon. "Where the hell is that energy coming from?" Liev said, in total shock. "Wait, that is coming from the weak team..." He turned towards the screen and saw that Flip and Carter were getting healed by Derek. While Mike was the one increasing his power tenfold. "Hmm, this group could prove interesting." Said the mysterious guy. "Liev, your choice of a good group this year. I will exact my revenge on that group, 'The Uncalled Five,' starting with Silas.

Silas would look around, trying to get accustomed to his surroundings. A split in their pathway brought the group to a halt. "So what are we supposed to be doing?" said the guy wearing a t-shirt and shorts. He looked like one of those guys who would either be a skater. "I think we should take the side on the right. It has more enemies of our-'' The skater said, getting cut off by a guy with glasses. He pushed up his glasses to put them in place. "That is what he wants us to think. We must go down the opposite path, where 'the truth' shall lie." He said, walking toward the left pathway. Silas looked at him with a confused look and then smiled. "I guess we are going down the left path, guys. Oh, my name is-'' Silas was cut off by the guy with glasses. ''Silas, leader of The Uncalled Five, is extraordinary and excels in magical abilities." Said the glasses guy. "Hmm, seems you know a lot about me, huh. But, we do not know anything about you?" Silas said with a giant grin on his face. He always knew how to brighten up a room.

"I am Lance. I am here on account of my wish being granted. I am not here to make do with friends. The rest of you are Frost, Raider, and Shawn. Pleasure is mine." Lance said, bowing his head at them. "Hehe, I am not surprised that you don't know who I am." Said the guy with the fancy attire. "I am Frost, head of the throne after my father. I am a gang boss, but I am powerful, and I don't want to take orders from a pathetic excuse for a leader like Stylus over here." Frost said, with a smug look."They don't get so overzealous, you idiot." Said the skater guy. "Hey, I am Shawn, I am not the strongest person, but I am persistent and won't give up," Shawn said, waving toward the group. Frost had been muttering under his breath because of what Shawn had told him. The guy in the corner just waved and went back into the darkness.

"That must be Raider. He must not be much of a talker," Shawn said, smiling and waving toward him. Raider would nod and smile back, slowly inching his way out of the shadows. "Alright, now that we have all met each other. I think that we should get a move on now, shall we?" Lance said impatiently. He had already been heading that way anyway as the group followed him. The path seemed endless and would never come to an end until... "Guys... do you hear that sound..?'' Said Shawn, inching right behind Silas. "I think we are getting closer to the end. Just keep on going." Said Silas following behind a silhouette that looked close to Lance. "Hey, Lance. How far away are we?'' Said Frost. "I need to beat up some monster, and I am getting restless." Lance had no response, which had thrown them all off. Laughing could be heard from the front.

It was coming from Lance. He turned around as a monster laughed and pulled a lever sending them into a cage, trapping them. "Have fun burning in hell, you little runts." The man disguised as Lance morphed back into his original state and walked away, closing the cage. "Good, the game has just begun." Said the mysterious man to Liev. "Yes, sir. The plan is going accordingly. The monster, Senji, has captured Team 1 effortlessly." Said Liev, smiling. "But what are we going to do about the other teams?" He looked at the other three screens showing Teams 2, 3, and 4. "Teams 2 have been individually trapped in a room one by one, and once they find a way out, they have to fight the person on the other side the door.

Only one person will remain. Next, team 3 will have to face their thoughts and fight through the pain of it all. Lastly, I don't think team 4 will make it past this first round and be eliminated; they won't beat a giant of that caliber with their energy levels. HA! I am surprised that they have lasted this long. That power boost the kid has won't be enough for that beast. That is one of the legendary giant gods, Tailors." Said the mysterious man showing a mischievous smile. "Now let's see how these other two teams are doing." He laughs. "DAMN IT!" Macho said, banging on the wall. "How do I get out of here!" He had been trapped in that room for several hours with nothing but the door and himself. Macho had gone crazy being pinned in that room for so long. He started looking for clues as he tripped on an invisible wire. A large bar fell from the ceiling, hitting him upside the head. "AGH! This darn room..''

He rubs his head, looking up at the ceiling being a power bar. A power bar was to test one strength, and in this case, the power scale was near 10,000,000. "What the hell... This power bar is nowhere near my strength capacity. This is almost at Silas' power." He said, looking at the power bar. He wiped the smudge off the monitor and saw that the power went down to 1,000,000. "Phew, that is better," Macho said with a sigh of relief. He grabbed the power bar, and as an announcement in his cell echoed, it said: "Sly and Grady have both gotten out of their cells and have begun to fight. One minute left to escape from your rooms, or you will be crushed to death." Said the announcer with a cheerful voice. It sent chills down Macho's spine to think that someone could say something involving death and be upbeat about it. "Cheerful, huh?" Macho said to himself. When he thought about being cheerful and happy, he remembered Brainy and her smile that could brighten up a room no matter how gloomy it was. "I miss you, Brainy.." Macho had shed a tear that fueled his rage, pushing the power bar to its limits and destroying it. A blazing red aura surrounded him as we broke the door with just one hit. The guy in front of him stood with a sly smirk. Macho calmed down and walked toward his opponent. "You must be Macho then." Said the slick-haired demonic figure. "I guess we have to fight then. Let us begin."