Among Us: Hosts

Ch. 18

Chantelle spoke as the AI beeped to close the voting period.

"I granted your wish."

The voting results displayed on a bright screen:

Assisi: Kandor
Kandor: Assisi, Chantelle
Chantelle: 0 votes

"Blue was chosen to be ejected."

Kandor fell back to sit down, and glared at Chantelle. Assisi slowly moved away from him.

"If it's not you, Kandor, this ship is doomed, and you can make it out. You can send a message, maybe make it to another planet," Chantelle continued, her voice getting raspy with desperation.

"Another planet? In hyperjump?! Chantelle– you!"

"And if it is you..." Chantelle said with renewed anger and emotion in her eyes, "then we are players in the most unfortunate of tragedies."

Kandor broke into a sprint to run at Assisi, who stood unflinchingly. As expected, a shock went through his body before he reached her, making him convulse to the ground.

As he slowly got up, he glanced between the two women. He trudged back towards the center of the cafeteria, glancing at Chantelle every few seconds. He stepped into the ejection pod and put his helmet on.

"Kandor!" Chantelle said, tapping her wrist once he looked at her. The emergency signal to Earth. It could work in the right circumstances out of hyperjump, assuming someone could survive the speed of being ejected during hyperjump.

Kandor scrunched his eyebrows and smiled sadistically when he realized what she was trying to tell him to do. The tube closed around him, and Kandor took off his helmet again and tossed it behind him. He had nothing but hatred in his bloodshot eyes, and he stuck up both his middle fingers at her.

Assisi clicked her tongue and looked away. Chantelle looked on with sadness.

The tube quickly filled with an opaque white gas, and a handprint slapped the glass, making the two of them step back. Suddenly, a loud whooshing and rattling shot through the tube. It was over.

The tube slowly cleared and the glass raised.

"Blue was ejected successfully."

The dark cabin stopped flashing red lights, and the room slowly dimmed down to darkness again. Chantelle waited for just a moment before going ahead to press the emergency button again.

The red lights started up again, and Chantelle turned to see Assisi still standing still where she was.

"He's dead, right?" Chantelle asked, sadly.
Assisi nodded, "Thank goodness."

Assisi took a step towards Chantelle, but she suddenly yelled, "Sh-ship. What's the warning status?"

"Warning: Foreign organic matter has been detected on the ship. Please address this immediately."

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Chantelle took in a sharp breath, and Assisi clicked her tongue. "God, Chantelle, do you have to be so jumpy?"

"So... it was you," Chantelle sputtered, "I trusted you, Assisi..."
Assisi did a little bow with a flourish, "How did you like that? Convincing? Assisi..." she chuckled, "an interesting suit to wear."

"You-you're going to kill me, I suppose."

"Calm down, calm down," Assisi said, stepping towards Chantelle. "There's no rush anymore. I don't want to be all alone the rest of the way. Let's relax, shall we?"

Assisi sat down at the cafeteria table in the center, looking innocent enough, drenched in the red emergency light. Chantelle stood a few feet away, not daring to move. The red suit slowly warped and stretched to become longer and sharper. Assisi's fingers stretched till they were sharp blades, and she took off her helmet to reveal two pupils on each eye, a shit-eating grin on her face.

She stretched her hand and grabbed Chantelle's arm tightly. It made her wince and scream in pain as she was pulled down to sit next to her.

Chantelle gritted her teeth and spat at the creature in red, "You disgusting creature."

"Ok! Harsh, though," Assisi laughed.

"So you worked with Matias to kill us all the whole time? That's why you were in different teams?"

"Oh, that idiot. I'm not surprised he got killed. He was too rash. Wanted to see his victims squirm, mess with them before he killed them. No method to it, no art to it. He even blew my alibi away."

"I'm guessing he killed Raha then?"

"I wanted to kill him right then and there. He should've waited for someone like you to pin it on, not the one person who would have stood up for me no matter what. Ah, it was regrettable. I had grown fond of him too. I saw him in Assisi's memories. Well, I figured you'd all trust me if I made myself seem pitiful."

"You're awful."

Assisi flicked her tongue out, which grew unnaturally long, and licked Chantelle's face slowly.
"Hey, it worked, didn't it?" She laughed.

"You toyed with us, played around with us!"

Assisi rolled her eyes, "Of course I did. That's what made it fun. You should have seen how scared Gan looked. I bet he didn't expect someone would follow him at night. Prem," she laughed, "he trusted me. I saw the betrayal in his eyes as I killed him. I think he wanted to shout when he died. I didn't give him the opportunity."

Chantelle's heart hammered against her chest as she kept still and trembled quietly, Assisi running her tongue over her body.

"Wh-what about Jessica—?"

Assisi laughed harder and retracted her tongue. She stroked Chantelle's hair leaned in close. Chantelle felt no breath from Assisi's face right by her neck. Her hairs raised with goosebumps, and she shivered visibly.

"Jessica was my favorite. She didn't suspect me in the least. When she spotted me, she begged for her life. She seemed aghast at the thought that I could kill her. I stabbed that lightweight, though, I stabbed her right through her heart. I started slow and worked my way up there, though. So she could feel each penetration on her abdomen. You can't scream with blood in your throat." Assisi licked Chantelle's neck again, making her shudder again.
"I'll miss that mouse. Too bad Kandor walked in right then. But now I have you, don't I?" She smirked.

Chantelle gulped, and the emergency lights went out. Assisi easily tapped into the system and turned the lights back one: sterilized white lights lit up every inch of the cabin again.

"So where shall we begin—" The creature began, before an announcement interrupted them.

"Quickly approaching final destination in fifteen minutes. Prepare for landing."