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TEAM A ROOM**
“Wait. 4 of us are gonna die. Like, It a person versus a person and we are 8 here. So, yeah…4 is leaving” Fat Joe bit his lips.
“Who are we gonna choose to wrestle against?” He asked.
Marshall looked at him.
“And who told you we are wrestling?” He asked with a frown.
“They gave a spoiler saying it power game and our strength is gonna _determine who lives and get eliminated. So, shouldn’t our power be tested by wrestling or something like that?” He asked.
Lucy lips smiled creepily. Her lips were white and cracky.
“You must be happy, Joseph” She whispered.
Fat Joe looked at her.
“You are very big and thus, can finish us in 2 seconds. Whoever will be your opponent will surely lose and get eliminated. Bravo” She said.
“Hmm…Are you taunting me?” He scratched his head.
“Why would I? It nothing but the fact” She shook her head.
“But its quite a shame, who would wanna be your opponent in this power game now? We wanna live” She said.
Fat Joe slowly sat on the bed.
“I’m going to sleep first. We have a big- She paused and looked at Rowen, who looked back at her.
“Game ahead of us,,, tomorrow”
THE NEXT DAY**
DAY 11**
The 8 survivors stood in the beautiful room which 4 mats in different corners.
*Please, Move forward, If you have a partner* Eunice said.
No one came out.
*Okay then. I guess no one choose a partner yesterday. Move out if you want to choose a partner now*
No one came out.
Eunice scoffed lowly.
*Since everyone is adamant,,, game supervisors, $h00t them all* She breathed in fury.
The game conductors around them, brought their gun forward.
*$h00t!*
“Wait!! Please, wait!” Marshall cried out and went in front.
*Marshall…Please, who do you choose as your opponent?*
He looked around and met Leah’s eyes but she quickly took it down.
“Leah! I choose Leah!” He pointed.
She quickly faced him, with red eyes.
*Leah,, it is*
“You fool!!” She screamed.
“What are you doing right now?? Tell me??!!” She asked.
“I just made you my partner” He smiled, sadly.
“One of us is gonna díe!” She yelled.
“Then, you better buckle up!” He roared, making her shiver.
“Cause, I certainly won’t be the one dying” He cooed.
*Who’s next?*
Helen sighed deeply and walked forward.
“Karen is my opponent. She had always been” She whispered, her eyes wet with tears.
Karen folded her lops and slowly stepped forward.
*Who’s next?* Eunice asked.
“Me!!!” Lucy screamed, panting, madly.
*Who do you choose as a partner?*
Lucy stared devilishly at Tasha who was looking very thin and weak. Rowen was holding her close cause he knows jf he tries to let her be, she might fall.
“I choose…..Fat Joe” She suddenly whispered and Rowen eyes opened, widely.
“Lu…Lucy?” He muttered.
Lucy smiled, diabolically and walked to them both.
“You can’t escape from this now, Rowen” She said, as they looked hard into their eyes.
“I’m with Fat Joe. Its a 100% I’m gonna get eliminated. I’m powerless close to him. Now, Its you and your dear Tasha. You’re gonna kîll her with your bare hands!!”
Tasha slowly opened her eyes.
“And if you don’t kíll her. You’ll díe, She’ll live… and no one will care for Darren. So, You got to live for Darren and to do that, you’ve to kíll your mistress…who’s nothing but a parasite!”
Lucy looked at Tasha and chuckled.
“She’s gonna diíe anyways. She’s sick and too weak!. Such a pity” She didn’t stop whispering.
“You my dear wife is one a psychopathic being” He whispered, agape.
She walked further to him, their cheat almost colliding.
She swallowed strongly.
“You…both made me this way. You, I, Darren! You…destroyed that perfect family”
*Now, we have our complete partners. Let the game begin!*
*Please, go to each mats with your opponent and sit on them*
*Then, meet with your opponent’s palm and trying to bring their hand down. Use your strength and power. Try your possible means to bring ’em down. The person hand which drops down first is the loser and will eliminated*
***
Helen and Karen hands held each other.
“I don’t wanna do this. Why…why did you choose me? You still h@ťě me?” Karen asked, tears filling her eyes.
“No. I just wanted you to go to your daughter. You’ve a family to protect but I…I have no one. Gavin,,, He left me…all alone. Please, go back to Bella. She needs you more than anyone. I’m sorry” Helen muttered as she quickly pushed her hand so as to cause herseif to lose.
“Not so fast!” Karen snarled.
She was holding Helen’s hand in the mid air and struggled to bring it forward.
“You’re quite strong. I was wrong about you. I thought you were weak” Helen whispered.
“I won’t let you díe. I won’t, Helen. Ill let you live. Please, save my daughter and give her what I couldn’t give to her. I’m a messed up mum and I can’t even look at her in the face. Helen…please, be Bella’s mother. I give you the honor” And with that statement, Karen took her hand down.
“Karen! Karen?? What have you done?!” Helen whispered, with a coarse voice.
“Go! My Bella has waited for so long! She…must be so lonely there”
*Powww!!* It was a very loud gun shot. Karen groaned and her head fell on Helen’s shoulder.
*Player 9 has been eliminated*
Tears ran down Helen’s eyes. She couldn’t cry out loudly. Cause wh@ťěver happened took her in surprise.
***
“How does to be up against a girl who ki||ed her own brother?” Leah smiled, tears rushing down her eyes.
Marshall sighed, still holding her hand.
“You never kílled him. They did”
“Hmph. Why don’t you end me now? I feel pained and devasted. Marshall, what am I gonna do now?” She struggled not to let the stubborn tears out
“I will tell you”
“My ears are opened”
Marshall gulped.
“Please, live” He whispered, softly.
“What?”
“I can’t go on…?”
“Huh?, No. What are you talking about, Marshall”
He smiled, fully and wiped her tears.
“I’ll tell your brother you…He paused and inhaled deeply, tears flowed down his eyes.
“…you said,, hello. He’ll be happy”
“Uh…Uh” She hiccupped.
“I don’t understand a word you say” She quavered.
“Look” He muttered sadly looking down.
She noticed something was wrong and slowly took her eyes down.
Marshall hand was down. Leah won.
“No!! No!! No!!” She wailed, shaking her head.
“What did you do?”
Marshall chuckled and carress her face, wiping her tears away.
“I always wanted to wipe those tears. Its a privilege, Team leader” He said, crying.
She held his hand which was on her face.
“I love you!” She said, aloud.
“I love you and you don’t want you to go. Stay…Stay with me. Don’t go!!”
He smiled and came closer to her face
“I too…I love you” He muttered, wanting to reach her opened lips.
*Powwww!*
“Urgh!!” He grunted in pain, and fell on her laps.
“Marshall!!!”
“Let’s meet again, Leah. I’ll go sleep for a while. Please, Lemme go sleep for a while” He whispered, and a tear ran down his eyes before it closed.
“No…Please” She whispered, covered her face and cried painfully.
*Player 6 has been eliminated*
***
Rowen looked at Tasha from the mat.
“Can you do this?” He asked, softly.
She nodded.
“I’ll manage”
Rowen blinked.
“You heard all that from Lucy. Why are you asking anything? She’s my wife”
She smiled.
“I knew”
“Since when??”
“During the first game. You were crazy about her….”
“Oh” A sad mutter escaped from his lips.
“I’ve seen your son before. He’s so charming. He has your eyes”
“I’m sorry” He broke into tears.
“No…Its fine” She whispered, weakly.
“Rowen?”
“Yes?”
She looked deeply at him and tears rushed down her eyes.
“You’re not him”
He widened his eyes and parted his scaly lips.
“You’re not…Rowen so…why…why are you pretending to be him? Y’all lied to me.So, Where’s my Rowen? Where’s he??” She asked, breathlessly, crying.
“I’m so sorry, Tasha. He…is gone” He mumbled and she gasped, loudly.
Her legs were getting dampened with blood already. It was too much.
Before he could make an utterance, Tasha held his hand and brought her own hand down.
“I wanna go meet my Rowen. He must have waited so much” She murmured.
“No!!! Ple…Please forgive Lucy!! Forgive my wi…wife. Don’t h@ťě her in the end. Ple…ase” He stuttered, tearfully.
*POWWWW!!*
“POWWWW!!*
Another gun shot followed.
Rowen stared at Tasha who was laying down on the floor.
“I…have forgiven- She paused and coughed out blood.
“Her” and with that, her eyes closed.
Rowen eyes blinked and tears rushed down.
He slowly looked back to see Lucy on the floor. Fat Joe just stared, blankly at him.
*Players 2&3….has been,,,, eliminated*
But suddenly, Lucy’s fingers shaked a bit.
TBC