My right foot was hurting, a slow and painful ache rising inside of it, I must’ve sprained it when I landed; another one of my flaws—my body wasn’t as tough as my words, or as enduring as my patience.
But I was stubborn enough to push through it. I had to, I’d rather die than miss my chance of getting chosen to become a trainee.
The further I ran, sparser the ruins I had used for cover became; the wilderness completely had taken over the area. I heard the echoing sound of voices behind me.
Were they teaming up!?
Was that even allowed?
Frustrated, I swung the strap of the weapon across my shoulder, letting the gun rest along my back as I climbedone of the thicker trees. I used to do this every day as a kid, so even with a sprained foot, this was nothing. Only once I had leaves covering me did I dare to still, letting myself blend into the canopy.
A few seconds later I saw a group of three; two men I had never seen before and… Eve of course… They had wrapped bandages over her chest, covering up the purple paint I had splashed all over her. Sure, if someone shot and missed vital organs they might’ve been able to stop the bleeding and survive, however, I had not missed.
There was no mistaking it—if this had been a real war, her lungs would’ve been flat.
Instead of talking, I saw them signing between each other, Eve telling them to split up and search for me.
Clever.
Luckily for me, I had the front row-seat to their plans. They divided to conquer, yet I was having a blast seeing Eve’s blazing rage kick in. Once the area became silent, I waited a few more moments before making my way down and back towards the ruins. Points were gathered by surviving, but also by taking others out.
I took the same path back into the ruins I had seen Eve go down, hoping to find her for another round of embarrassment. But it was quiet, still, almost as if the air itself was holding its breath.
My pulse was starting to echo through my ears, I had to focus. One sharp turn to the left and… nothing?
It was a dead end.
The air shifted and a pair of feet kicked me in the back, sending me forward. I found my balance right before I was about to smash my head into the stone wall, my head snapping back.
“I knew you’d come for me,” Eve smiled, as vicious as a viper.
I straightened myself, keeping our eyes locked. “Oh? And here I was thinking you were going to confess your love for me, considering how you’ve been chasing me through the entire course.”
Her eyes narrowed and a smile spread on my lips at the taste of victory. Revenge—it was always bittersweet.
She flung her gun up, pointing it at me and I was too late chasing after my own.
“Hey!” another voice sounded, but it was too late as gunfire filled the air.
Yet, I wasn’t hit. I blinked and saw how Eve was covered in pink all over her attire. A figure stepped out and pointed their gun directly against Eve’s temple.
“Look at me when I’m talking to you,” the voice whispered, the coldness in it could’ve frozen the hells.
A shorter woman, but considering her boldness, it didn’t matter to her. She blew her blonde hair back from her face, revealing pink highlights in it. Her eyes were amazingly light, like ice itself.
Eve’s eyes were still glued to me, hatred filling them, as she gritted her teeth. “You’re here for revenge?” She cocked a brow at the girl next to her, before smiling teasingly. “Not my fault he—”
“I’m seconds from blowing your head off, I’d rethink my words if I were you.” The girl pressed the gun tighter against Eve’s head as her other hand grabbed the collar of her shirt.
“These aren’t real guns you know.”
A smile played at the strange girl’s face. “How cute, you mess with me without even knowing who I am?” Shechuckled, before her eyes met mine and realised they had an audience. “Oh hello! I’m sorry, this kill is mine.”
“I don’t mind,” I shrugged, smiling right back at her.
“I like you already!” the blonde chuckled.
Eve huffed, as she swiftly moved her arm, firing her gun at me. Luckily for me, she had no time to aim, she still got me on the hip.
