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Sunday, October 19, 2008

FANIAH!! WATCH THIS!! LATER ZACKY GOT SING DURING THE SECOND VERSE :)

Ok. I wanted to type about lots of things but... I malas so yeah..

Just finished with Chp 2 of the lethal story. It's short but sweet. Haha.

Butt, I'll just post the story here aite :)

Ps. I think that my next few post are just gonna be stories coz I'm not really in the mood to type what had happen. So yeah :)

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Chapter 1

I shot my eyes open, only to find myself on a soft bed.

I rubbed my sore head, trying to recall yesterday's events.... Before it hit me...

I looked around and noticed that there were twenty-four other girls around me. Each sleeping in their own comfortable beds. Dreaming about sweet things that make them smile. I just scanned my eyes among all of them before a blonde caught my eyes. Natasha.

Natasha was the preppy, beautiful, perfect blonde that every guy in school wish to fuck upside down. She makes me sick to the stomach. She thinks she's all that. Making fun of me. Playing jokes on me. Almost getting me expelled from school.

Now she's over there, breathing calmly, a smile printed on her face. How I wish to just take a knife and go kill her right now...

I shook my head from that thought before standing up, still dizzy after yesterday's punch,

Damn... That girl can punch like a guy...

I got out of the room and stared at the mansion, or so I think it is. It was beautiful. The walls were dark grey and there were curtains hanging on some parts. This mansion must be 5 stories tall!

I started my so called adventure as I climbed up the stairs until I reached the top.

"Now now. We wouldn't want anyone to die now would we?"

I turned at the voice, only to see the girl, only that he was a guy, smiling at me sinisterly.

"Who are you and what do you want?" I shouted only to have my hands grabbed from behind.

"Listen Jean. You're special and we wouldn't want you die first. That'll be such a shame. We're really looking forward to what you can do." A voice whispered against my cold, sweaty neck.

Before I could say anything else, everything turned pitched, cold and black.

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I woke up, squinting my eyes that was blinded by the white light. I stood up, trying my best not to lose balance before realising that the other twenty-four girls were also inside this room, some with bloody noses or mouths but I couldn't help but laugh softly to myself when I saw Natasha whimpering as she wiped her torn, tattered face with her arms. What I didn't get was that there was three others in the room.Three new faces that was not here last night.

The others were just as confused as I am until four guys came into view.

The girly man smirked at the sight of us while the other three just rolled their eyes.

I studied them one by one, taking in their features as my breathing started to increase, rage filling me slowly.

"Welcome. I see you enjoyed your first night here in our mansion but guess what?" He grinned before the guy with the dreadlocks took out a gun.

"Your sweet Hawaii trip is over." The dreads smiled evilly before pulling the trigger, aiming at the brown haired girl, the one of the three who just joined us.

"As you can see, the twenty-eight of you, minus the one that was killed, which makes it twenty-seven, are special. Your mission here is to forget that you have a life outside of these walls and fight for your lives or... Die." He pulled the trigger again, this time, at Emma, the girl who slept next to me.

"It's as simple as that. Your job is to go through the challenges that we set for you and you will fight for your lives. We're not your enemy. Those people around you are your enemies. Twenty-six girls. Now.... It'll be twenty-five."

I shivered when the gun pointed at me. I took in a deep breath, getting ready to face death as I heard the bullet being shot from the gun, heading straight for.... Nina?

Nina fell on the floor, blood trickling down her face as her eyes rolled back behind her head.

I only took in a deep breath, only to smell the splattered blood from Nina's corpsed. I was shaking before I turned my attention to the Dreads guy, confused about why he didn't shoot me.

"I told you. We believe YOU can do more. I'm Tom by the way." He replied, answering my question that was lingering in the thoughts of my brain.

"Now here's the first challenge. You're in a room filled with nothing. Just walls and a room up there, where we will get to enjoy all the action while chompping on nice buttered popcorns. You task is to kill twelve girls using whatever you have. Good luck." The brown-haired guy said before the four of them walked out.

"Before I go..." The short hair one said before pulling out another gun.

The exact same noise was heard again and another one of us fell lifeless on the floor.

"Now let the flames begin." Girly man annouced before I turned and looked at the other twenty four girls, who looked scared but there was a glimpsed of determination in their eyes.

"I'm not going to stand here but..." A black haired girl said, breaking the silence before twisting the neck of Ally, I assumed, before she dropped dead on the floor.

We looked at each other before it began.

War had begun.

Twenty-three girls are left standing.

Who will be next?

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Chapter 2

Five gone.

Seven more to go.

Sweat trickled down my forehead as the stenched of dead blood entered my nostril, making me more determine to kill the others.

I didn't know what had happened to me but somehow, I felt the urge to kill everyone that stood infront of me. I felt that I was powerful. It was scary but it was amazing.

I looked around, searching for my third victim before I realised that I hid a pocket knife in my shoes yesterday.

I mentally slapped myself in the head before taking it out and admired it's sharp blades.

Perfect... I thought before someone tackled me from behind. Natasha.

"Why you little bitch! You should be disqualified because he clearly said no weapons allowed!" She shouted before punching me in the guts.

"No. He clearly said that there is nothing in this room. He didn't say anything about not being able to use weapons. Are you dumb? Oh. Wait. You are. So buh-bye." I smirked to her before jamming my pocket knife into her stomach.

It didn't cause much damage but at least she wasn't on top of me and I can finish what I had started.

"You my dear, had manage to ruined my life and I give credit to you for that but now, look at us. I'm going to kill you and there's nothing you can do about it." I smiled sinisterly before tracing the cold blade across her neck, enjoying her whimpering voice that was begging me to stop.

"Please don't kill me." She whispered in between sobs, tears streaming down her face ad she clutched her wound.

"Yeah. I should."

I stabbed her as if there was no tomorrow. Rage had engulfed me and soon, I stared at my magnificent artwork before grabbing Natasha's hair and cut it bald.

It felt really good and soon, I was more determine to finish this game. It was fun and exciting and I wanted more. I wanted to kill more people and I wanted to win this sick and twisted game.

I stood up before scanning around the room before it landed on Natasha's so-called friend.

Sarah.

Bill's POV

I couldn't take my eyes of that Jean girl. She was extra-ordinary and amazing. We've never met anyone like that.

Before this particular group of girls, there were many of them whom we tested but in the end, we had to kill the last girl for she was not worthy of being the winner.

"I told you Jean was good. I can bet that she's the one." Tom said before pointing to Jean, who was just smiling with a glint of evil in her eyes as she slowly killed her enemies one by one.

"She's smart. She knows how to be prepared. Keeping a pocket knife in her shoe. Pure genius. I'm really curious with what she can do." Georg stated while smirking.

I think everybody agrees with thet sentence. Jean is different. She has that rage inside of her that makes her fearless and lethal.

"But we can't neglect the others. Look."

The three of us looked out the glass window, to another black-haired girl that Gustav had pointed out.

"Her name is Diana. Washington DC. As brutal as Jean." Gustav added before Diana gave a sick kick to one of the girls before stepping on her face, dismantling it like a piece of wood.

"She's sick. I think I'm going to like this season. Maybe we can have two winners instead." Georg said, before stretching his legs.

"What if we make the game more interesting." Tom suggested before looking at me in the eye.

I smiled as I too had the same idea. It was going to be fun. Let's mess with their minds a little.

I smirked before turning to guys, "Yeah. Let's make it much more interesting."

That was my last words...

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