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The-Blades-slave:
Tylan
Thump...thump...thump...

Tylan's heart beat a sullen tune against his rib cage, face blank as he hit the ground. His skin seemed to take on a sickly shade, eyes as wide as saucers and completely glazed over. Slowly, he blinked. Once, then twice, and finally a third time. His hands closed around the fabric of the jeans, gripping them so tightly his knuckles went white.

Thump...thump...thump...

What had happened... It wasn't meant to go like this... He wasn't a murderer! The Nocturne... he couldn't have been more than eighteen! The same age as him! The only thing he had ever planned on killing were heartless. He talked a big game, but he didn't have the heart to strike down a person... He'd just assumed his opponent would have been able to move! Everyone else had dodged the move when he used it.

Thump...thump...thump...

Tears stung at the back of his eyes, and his arms trembled. He wouldn't show weakness. Not here. "I'm sorry...." He whispered, words carried away by the wind. And like it had n ever existed, his resolve left him and he collapsed to his knees, crying. "I DIDN'T MEAN FOR THIS TO HAPPEN!" His voice echoed around the empty arena, bouncing off the walls and fading to nothing.

GrizzlyEatsKids:
GM POST

The arena began to fade around Tylan as he appeared back on the stage in the entrance of the underworld, with Hades showing up on the projection again.

Well, uh, sorry you had to see that, folks. That was pretty brutal. At least it was quick. So anyway, our next two combatants, Jack and Celine, are to take to the stage once it is cleared.

With that, Hades disappeared off of the screen.

Leon, Celine, and Jack

Watching the death of Spion was horrific, but the news that came up next was even more horrifying. Leon crumpled to his knees as the names of his two best friends were called out by Hades. Nearly every emotion in existence, except for those associated with happiness, rushed through Leon's head all at once. He was unsure exactly what to think or how to react, and he would have been content with just laying down and dying right then and there. In fact, he suddenly wished that Nexalas would have just killed him during their match. What could he have possibly done to deserve the horrible fate of being forced to watch his own friends destroy each other in battle?

Celine just stood there, frozen in shock. This couldn't be happening...

What kind of sick joke...

Jack shook his head in disbelief. Rage began to fill him, his dark power slowly rising inside. He looked up, shaking his fist and cursing.

Who the hell do you think you are, Hades!? You sick bastard, do you think this is funny!? How about you come down here and face me like a man you coward!?

A dark, uncontainable power flared through Jack, and it almost appeared as if his keyblade began to materialize for a second, but nothing more. Jack tried to force the dark power down, although he sort of enjoyed it, and he slowly began to calm down, although he was still furious.

The-Blades-slave:
Tylan and Warren
Tylan fell to the stage, shaking as the force of his crying increased. What had he done? He was a monster, a murderer. He should rot in a Cavalry prison. Various images flew through his mind, and he incessantly questioned what he could have done differently. Through it all, he could only think one thing; it's all my fault.

"It's not your fault." A familiar voice broke through his grief, a ray of sunshine in the storm. Warren had taken on a new light; no longer the downed warrior struggle with himself, but a wizened leader who had suffered too much grief in his lifetime; no longer a boy, but a man who had fought too many battles; no longer the only friend Tylan had left, but the friend he needed. His salvation., a hand extended to pull him out of the lake of pain.

Quietly he took Warren's hand, getting to his feet. "The first kill is always brutal, and something you will never truly forget. It will haunt your for forever, but eventually, you will get used to it, and the pain of striking down a human will dull." Tylan stared at his friend, wondering what had changed. He sounded so sure of himself, so experienced, yet Warren had never killed anyone...had he? Shaking his head, Tylan dutifully nodded.

Tylan held out his hand for a handshake, trying to choke back his tears still, but Warren crushed him in a hug. They'd been from for years, inseparable since birth, a hand shake was something formal, not a sealing of brotherhood. Slowly returning the hug, Tylan forced is tears away, and Warren pulled away.

NexosYourGayBestFriend96:
Sone

He Saw the lightning bolt, and ducked out of the way, then he heard Soul's keyblade along with his running. Sone chased after him, keyblade in hand and ready to swing. As he got closer to the running, he slashed at the smoke where he thought Soul was with his wooden sword.

Protan

His eyes widened, and his iris shrank in shock. Spion was just burned alive right before his eyes.

He's dead.... He's dead.... Why is he dead?! WHY IS HE DEAD?!

He felt something break, something important in his head. He smiled maniacally, laughing uncontrollably.

He's dead! We'll all die! He's dead!

He shook uncontrollably, he lost all of his sanity as he sat down and cribbed back and forth mumbling to himself.

I can't die here, oh no, I still have research, pointless, pointless research. I won't die, oh no, I'll live. They all have to die, they die, I live.

GrizzlyEatsKids:
Leon, Celine, and Jack

As Celine and Jack were somberly heading toward the stage, Leon suddenly formed an idea.

Wait.

Jack and Celine turned to face Leon.

What?

Except for the incident with Tylan and Spion, and according to the rules, Hades will stop the fight when one of the combatants are no longer able to battle.

Wait, I think I see where you're going with this. You're saying we almost fake the battle, right? One of us just has to act as if we fall unconscious or something.

Well, yeah, mostly, but unfortunately, I don't think that Hades is so stupid that he won't realize one of you is faking unconsciousness. So, one of you will have to actually get knocked out, but if you can manage to do it-

I'll do it.

Celine, wait, I didn't fin-

We'll just make our fight look convincing, maybe exchange a few fake blows, like people do when acting, and all the while I can cast a bunch of spells and whittle my mana down to nothing. It'll exhaust me, but if I can calculate it right, I can finish with just a sliver of mana left-not enough to cast anything- and then I can use one final spell, and since I have some mana, just no enough, it'll most likely knock me unconscious.

I don't know... it seems a bit risky. What if Hades catches on?

I doubt he will, but in the case that does happen, he'll probably just make you guys fight anyway, so it wouldn't really matter. Plus, I don't see any other options. Would you rather have to beat each other up?

Jack contemplated this for a moment before nodding.

Alright, sounds good. Let's do it.

Jack and Celine bid their temporary farewells to Leon before walking up on the stage together. They all felt confident that this was going to work. It had to.

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