(Monji waved back to Matt Anderson, who was using a fallen tree branch to help himself walk. The bullet wounds in his legs had been left untreated, and fresh blood continued to drip from them.)
MA: I'm comin', Monji! What about Ashley?!
MO: Forget here, we have to escape!
(On the other side of the wall, a post of guards watched as Monji and Matt straggled towards the structure.)
S: Captain! Shall we open fire?
C: It doesn't look like one is chasing the other. We will give them one warning.
(The captain turned to his right and picked up a comm device. He pressed the button on the side and bellowed into the microphone.)
C: Warning! Monji Osso and Matthew Anderson! You are to turn around now or you WILL be fired upon!
MO: Get us out of here! We give up! We forfeit!
MA: My legs have been shot! Please help me!
(Putting the comm device down, the captain turned his men.)
C: Flamethrower ready! On my mark!
(Monji continued toward the wall, waving his hands in surrender.)
C: Mark!
*FWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH!*
(Matt Anderson dropped in horror as flames erupted from a hole in the wall. Monji was instantly set ablaze. Flaling around in a panic, his body had barely gone into shock before the captain shouted once more.)
C: Open fire!
*BLAMBLAMBLAMBLAMBLAMBLAMBLAMBLAMBLAMBLAM*!
(Chunks of bloody flesh showered the sky like a snowfall as the .50cal machine guns spit bullet upon bullet through Monji's body. His right arm completely severed at the elbow and plopped to the ground. Matt Anderson just watched, eyes and mouth wide open.)
C: Cease fire!
(And instantly the gunfire stopped. Seeing his friend destroyed in so brutal a manner, Matt Anderson tore at his own hair.)
MA: Fuckin'... fuck! No! No! No! Get me out of here!
(Matt crawled around frantically, spinning in all directions. Finally his eyes locked onto a manhole.)
MA: Haha! Gonna get outta here! Gonna be free!
(Desperately he crawled towards the manhole. Blocking out the pain that tore through his legs, Matt lifted the cover and dropped down into the sewer.)
C: Mister Sutorausa! One of the contestants has fled to the sewer!
(From the control room, Rassoru Sutarause smirked.)
RS: Fear not. We'll let "them" take care of it.
Monji was eliminated by The Wall's flamethrower and machinegun defense line
Oasis Wreckage
(Kaitlin bolted around the right corner, almost flipping her hotwired car over. As she reached the top of Morton Hill, she heard a second engine.)
KV: What in the world?!
*SCREEEEEEEEEEEECH!*
(Kaitlin instinctively slammed on her brakes as Dice came flying up Morton Hill on a motorbike!)
*BANG BANG!*
(Two shots from Dice's Glock cracked the windshield on Kaitlin's car.)
RD: You're too slow, Kaitlin! This time it'll be ME who gets the glory!
KV: Crazy fool! You can't handle the situation!
(Again Kaitlin revved the motor and sped down the street. Using the butt end of her wakizashi, she knocked the destroyed windshield out of place.)
KV: OH CRAP!
*THUUUUUUUUUD!*
(Just as the windshield had been knocked away, a tiny ball of pink depression flew up over the hood, over the roof, and smacked against the road. Kaitlin again slammed on her brakes. Leaping from the car she sped back to D. Rew, who was sprawled out on the road.)
KV: Oh no! What have I done?! I... hey, wait a minute. This is that guy who pisses everyone off. It seems my muscles sensed his evil! I have done a charitable deed this day!
Donald Rew has been killed by Kaitlin's high-speed awesomeness
South Green
(Ashley stared up with tears in her eyes. Her leg blown off, blood escaping from the wound at such an alarming rate. It would end now.)
AF: Die painfully like a wounded animal? No. Let some sick freak get his kicks by taking me out? Not a chance.
(Ashley cocked the hammer on her Sig Sauer and placed tne gun against her head.)
AF: Goodbye everyone.
(The whole of South Green was quiet for a few seconds more.)
*BANG!*
(One gunshot. No further movement.)
Ashley has eliminated herself
Court Street
JL: Tom! Tom!
(Janet shouted down at Tom as she shook him by the shoulders. The damage was obvious. But trying to tell her that would have been futile.)
JL: Thomas Longworth, you wake up right this instant! Do you hear me?! WAKE UP!
*vrooom!*
(Looking to her left, Janet saw Dice speeding towards the church on a Ducati. Taking up her Uzi, Janet rolled her neck until the bone cracked.)
JL: First come, first serve. No discrimination. You move, you die. You breath, you die. Mrs. Longworth will have her day.
(Glancing to her right, she saw a small metal box sticking out from the rubble of Perks. Checking her surroundings, she rushed over to the box and wrenched it from the debris. The box hit the ground and opened up.)
JL: Oh sweet mercy.
(Resting in the box was a veritable handcannon. Janet's lips curled into a smile as she stared down at the Swith & Wesson 500 magnum.)
Janet has claimed Box #35
First United Methodist Church
B: Yes. That's right, Matthew Fullhart. Open the box. You've toiled so long. Hehehe, but will it be worth it?
(Bobo snickered to himself as he watched from the roof. Down in the parking lot behind the church, Fullhart finally wrenched the box's lock open with his tire iron. As he hurled the lid from the box, his mouth opened in confusement as he stared inside. The huge, mammoth box contained a small, simple item.)
MF: A burrito?! What the...!
Matthew Fullhart has claimed Box #27
(Bobo almost let his laughter slip.)
B: And now let's see what's behind door number two. I can't believe these two are so near each other yet have no idea!
(Turning around, Bobo stared down through a hole in the roof. Right below him, Jen was struggling to open the box that had fallen through the roof the night before.)
B: Double, double, toil and trouble. Oh Jen, such a good work ethic you have! Keep at it, you'll get it eventually!
(Bobo looked down at the kodachi in his hand.)
B: In the back of your fucking skull, that is.
*VROOOOOOOOOOOM!*
B: Oh, what's this?
(Blaring down the road on his Ducati was none other that Ryan Dice. The noise alerted Jen, who quickly ducked down behind a pew.)
*CRRAASSH!*
(The church doors were torn from their hinges as Dice drove up the stairs and crashed into the church.)
RD: I know you're in here! Now come out and fight!
*RATATATATATATATATATATAT!*
(Jen's MP5 erupted as she jumped up from her hiding spot, sending a hail of bullets at Dice. Dice quickly dove the side and took cover behind a pew as well. Looking down at the floor, he saw gas pouring from the tank.)
RD: Dammit, just what I DON'T need!
JM: Come on out, Dice. You can't fool me. You can either accept it like a man or resist like a child. Either way, you've reached the end of the road.
RD: (muttering to himself) Not fuckin' likely.
*BANG!*
(Dice's Glock fired straight and true, hitting the gas tank on the Ducati.)
*FWOOOOOOOOOSH!*
*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!*
(Flames rushed for a second before the bike exploded. Jen rushed and dove through a window. She could feel the flames as they spewed past her. She landed in a roll and sprang to her feet outside.)
JM: Arrrgh! Tricky move! But you'll need more than-
MF: Freeze.
(Fullhart cocked his shotgun behind Jen.)
MF: You don't stand a chance. Just stay still and keep quiet.
JM: Huh! You dare tell me what to do?
MF: Take a look inside.
(Jen slowly turned her head and observed the situation through the window she had just shattered. In the middle of the aisle, down on one knee from his leap from the roof, was Bobo. The twin kodachi shined from the flames of the now destroyed motorbike.)
B: Ryan Dice. I guess you overhead my little plan. You know, I had set this scene with Kaitlin Vitchner planned as my co-star. But being the proud man that you are, I suppose you couldn't resist the urge to steal the role.
RD: Fuck... you.
B: Oh Dice Dice Dice. Will you ever learn?
RD: Shut your mouth! You've been fucking with me, with everyone, for too long! Last time was a fluke! This may be a church but I'm not here for one of your god damn sermons! Now either nut up, or shut up!
(Bobo smiled. A slow, inaudbile, personal laugh grew into a demented fit of laughter.)
B: Hahaha...HAHAHAHAHAHA! Yes, that's the spirit! But tell me Dice: what does it feel like? All the years of training, the pain and the sacrifice, everything it took to reach that third-degree black belt you treasure so much?
(Dice scowled at Bobo.)
B: All that work to attain your skills... and here I've surpassed you in less than a month, all thanks to my happy red pill.
RD: You'll never be better than me. Now prepare yourself!
(Bobo gingerly let the kodachi fall to the ground. Dice placed his Glock and crowbar aside. Pulling his shirt off, Dice took his stance and clenched his fists.)
B: Let's dance!
The Sewers
(Matt Anderson limped through the thin layer of filthy water, his left hand pressed against the wall to keep himself standing.)
MA: No... no... gonna escape!
(The sound of lighter footsteps became louder and louder. They were faster, more graceful. And accompanied by deep breathing and the occasional growl.)
MA: Yes... there it is!
(Matt Andseron smiled as he saw the ladder leading to his freedom. He weakly removed his hand from the wall and fell forward, but got his hands up and grabbed onto the ladder.)
MA: "No escape" my ass! Freedom! All mine!
(But alas, he barely got his right foot on a rung before the first rottweiler sunk its teeth into his leg. Seconds later another of the beasts had bitten into the back of Matt's left thigh. The dogs quickly dragged him down to the ground.)
MA: NOOOO! NOOOOOOOO!!!
(The next bite silenced his cries. The rottweiler's jaws clamped down on Matt Anderson's neck. By now all five dogs had reached him. Their mouths foamed with insanity and hunger, hunger being satiated by their victim's flesh.)
Matt Anderson was eaten alive by a pack of rabid rottweilers
Alden Library, Outside
GD: Last time I checked, a few people were near the church.
KO: How long ago was that?
GD: Half an hour, I'd say.
(Dikis finished sliding the last round into his Colt.)
GD: Can you believe I still have this lame thing?
(Katherine chuckled.)
KO: This rifle isn't exactly a hidden weapon either.
GD: So... that it for the niceties?
KO: I think so. Thanks for the info, Greg.
GD: No problem. I have no problem telling you, since I'll be the one leaving here alive.
KO: Hahahaha! Oh that's a good one! After I finish you off, I'll go pick off each and every one of those suckers at the church. And I'll be taking whatever's in this box as well.
GD: Over my dead body... but I'm sure that's your intention.
C: Or how about you BOTH just die?
*fwoosh!*
KO: GAAAAAAH!
(A crossbow bolt ripped into the side of Katherine's knee. She immediately fell to the ground and dropped her rifle.)
GD: Comrade?!
(Dikis turned around just in time for have Comrade clothesline him. Dikis was knocked for a loop and slammed face-first against the ground.)
C: See, I already know what's in the box, and I'm going to blow both your brains out with it.
(Comrade walked toward the box, readying his crowbar.)
C: Sweetness, come to papa.
GD: Like hell.
(Still on the ground, Dikis swung his katana out and cut Comrade across the shin.)
C: Why you little scumbag! You don't get to die from my new toy now! I'm just going to bash your skull in!
*BANG!*
(Comrade raised his crowbar into the air, then dropped into the box as the rifle round from Katherine's Garand hit him square in the back.)
KO: Got you! You fuck, look what you did to my knee!
GD: Oh my god... is he dead?
KO: Him? Possibly. But you? Oh, you're definitely going to be dead!
GD: You don't give up. If you took out Comrade, then congrats. News flash: I'm not Comrade.
(Dikis and Katherine found themselves in another stand off. The Colt Single Action Army versus the M1 Garand. Old school at its finest.)
(But new school was ready to join the fray. Semi-conscious and halfway through the item box, Comrade smiled as he observed what was inside. The Benelli semi-auto shotgun felt cold as he touched it.)
Katherine lost 2HP from the crossbow bolt; Dikis lost 1HP from being clotheslined hard to the ground; Comrade lost 5HP from being shot in the back, and he has also claimed Box #37
East Green, near former site of Washington Hall
(All alone he stood. The box open before him.)
(Obadiah breathed heavily. With this, so much became possible. He could become Death itself, striking at everyone without being seen.)
(Killing felt so wrong, but giving up and letting himself be killed felt just as terrible. Everyone had gone too far. No hope was left. No teams, no alliances, no big escape.)
(Staring at the PSG1 sniper rifle, Obadiah looked up at the sky and took a deep breath.)
Obadiah has claimed Box #36
First United Methodist Church
B: HIIYYAAAH!
(Bobo roared ferociously as he hurled Dice over the altar. Dice swung out with a series of punches, but Bobo easily dodged them and retaliated with a kick to the stomach.)
B: Too weak!
(A boot to the face as Dice tried to stand.)
B: Too slow!
(Bobo leapt into the air and landed both knees across Dice's back.)
B: And too damn stupid to win!
(Pulling Dice up by his hair, Bobo thrust his shoulder into Dice's stomach and rammed him into the altar.)
B: Take a good look, Dice! Look at what I'm capable of now!
(Bobo grabbed Dice by the back of the neck and dragged him over to Jee's remains. It had been so long since Bobo had blown Jee in half with a grenade. The dangling instestines had begun to fester. But Bobo didn't care, because it wasn't his face that was now being pressed into them.)
B: Yes Dice! Feel it! That's death, my boy! The reaper has come for you!
(Pushing Dice down, Bobo now stomped his foot against Dice's skull and continued to grind his foe's face into Jee's intestines.)
(The words flashed in Dice's mind.)
"I can't give up!"
"It will NOT end this way!"
"You'll never be better than me!"
"I am the best! All my work, all the sweat and pain!"
"I WILL NOT LOSE!"
RD: I WILL NOT LOSE!
B: Hmmm? What was that? I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you! Hahahaha!
(And that's when Dice slid his head out and rolled onto his back. Before Bobo could react, Dice had grabbed his ankle and spun him to the ground.)
RD: I WILL NOT LOSE!
B: Impertinent little bastard! Know your place!
(Bobo launched a ferocious assault, sending punch after punch towards his opponent. Dice easily blocked the attacks and struck back, kicking Bobo square in the jaw.)
B: Rrrrrrrrrrr!
RD: Pathetic!
(Bobo charged again, sending kick after kick towards Dice. Dice simply lifted his leg and absorbed each blow. Bobo spun around and send a back heel kick right into Dice's stomach.)
B: Ha! So much for that!
(But Dice looked up and smiled, his arms cradling Bobo's leg.)
B: Oh shiiii-!
(Dice lifted Bobo's leg over his head and struck a brutal sidekick straight to the nuts. Bobo gasped in pain, but Dice was hardly finished. Sliding Bobo's leg behind him, Dice held the ankle between his body and right arm.)
RD: This is for all the pain and suffering you've caused!
(Backhand after backhand pounded against Bobo's stomach.)
RD: And this is for just pissing me off!
(Dice dropped Bobo's leg and spun through, throwing his foot up into Bobo's face with a huge high roundhouse kick. Bobo flew over the alter and rolled against the wall.)
RD: Now I end it, once and for all!
*snikt!*
(The blades in Dice's boots shot out.)
*whoosh whoosh whoosh*
(The air howled as Dice spun through the air with incredible momentum. He let fly the most forceful heel kick you ever did see.)
*skrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrttttt!*
(Sparks flew from the wall as Dice's blade scraped across it. Bobo rolled under Dice's attack and grabbed the kodachi.)
B: Hahaha! I always win, Dice! Prepare to die!
(Dice didn't hesitate, even for a second. He lept right over the altar and brought his leg crashing down. Bobo held his kodachi up and blocked the attack.)
*snnnnnnnaaaaaap!*
(And the twin kodachi snapped in half, the force of Dice's flying axe kick breaking the metal. Dice's boot continued down, and the blade protruding from it found its home at the base of Bobo's neck. The blood began to flow immediately.)
RD: Your abilities were not your own. Drug enhancement. Now you see the true skills of the martial arts.
B:....ice... hey.... Dice
RD: Final words, asshole?
(The blood gurgled in Bobo's throat as he laughed.)
B: I... don't... play... fair.... hahahahaha!
*BANG!*
(Time itself had frozen. The image if Bobo's face, streaking with the blood that was flowing from his mouth, began to blur. The last thing Dice could make out was his own Glock held in his foe's hand, smoke rising from the barrel.)
RD: I didn't lose... no... didn't lose at all.
(Dice collapsed to the ground. The gaping bullet wound in his chest told the entire story. It was right over his heart. Without guns or explosives, with only his harnessed skills, he had taken out the menace that had shrugged off the modern weapons of the world.)
(Bobo had cheated. A sore loser as usual. As Dice's eyes rolled back, he saw the words one last time.)
"I will not lose"
Dice eliminated Bobo with a blade-assisted axe kick to the throat; Bobo eliminated Dice with a gunshot to the heart
