The audience laughed and cheered watching the macabre scene unfold before their eyes, while sipping on the drinks from their glasses with smirks on thier faces. The man and wife, host of the event watched on and were pleased. Their viewers were being entertained and so were they.
"I wonder what we will get after this," the man thought stroking on his chin. He then turned to look at his wife. Seeing the smile she had on her face pleased him.
Michael kept screaming in pain and agony, he even began to shout for help even though he knew there was none. After his shoulder down to his arm, the beast sunk its teeth into the side of his face tearing off the skin from the bone.
"5..4..3..2..1!" The countdown ended again and this beast just like the last was gone. After witnessing the boy under the beasts for a while and the loud screams which got muffled down, they thought he must have died. Most of them wished for his death, the feast was what they wanted the most.
There was a lot of blood where the boy laid with most of it being his own. He hadn't moved a muscle since the countdown and was now slowly getting lowered off the stage with another been introduced.
Seeing the amount of blood splattered on the stage and even beneath her feet, the girl who now stood in front of the crowd was horrified. She got even more petrified when her beast was unleashed on her. She held on feebly to the knife in hand having no will to fight.
"This, this isn't even a tool for battle, it's a stupid kitchen knife and I'm sent here to battle a b-b-beast," she bit down with tears in her eyes.
Before coming on stage, she had made up her mind to just let the hideous green coloured creature feed on her, it was easier that way. Now seeing the beast launch itself at her with great speed, she suddenly had one thought "I, I can not die here!" In that instant she had a lot of memories of her family flood her mind and there was nothing she wanted more than to go back to them.
She lifted up the knife with shaky arms and stared at the beast. "Mommy, daddy, little sister, I'll come home! I'll see you once again!" She said internally and took to her heels. Of course the first thought of action would be to outrun the beast. No matter what she tried, she couldn't beat what was in front of her unless it was restrained and she held some strong weapon in hand.
"Stay away! Go away!" She shouted while running away from the beast. Compared to Michael, she was slow and the beast had already caught up to her. "Set me free, please save me! I don't want to die! Mommy!" She screamed as she ran still with the knife in hand.
"Look at those little legs move. Maybe I should make my own list of whom I want. I have a feeling that this one would be tasty," the audience commented.
Although she didn't want to turn around to see the distance between herself and the beast, the little girl knew turning her back on the creature was a bad move. She eventually looked back and saw the beast upon her. She missed a step and fell to the floor with her face, luckily. The beast that was already mid air in a pounce attempt had missed her and fallen off in the distance.
The girl got up and so did the beast. Her white dress now had stains of red and green on it. Even her face was covered in blood of the two young ones who had suffered perhaps what she was about to as the beast was on the move again.
Her will to run away was strong but her fear stricken self caused her legs to be wobbly. "AAAARGHH!" She let out a high-pitched scream as the beast reached her. The audience were at the edge of their seats with excitement waiting to see what will happen next. The smile they had on slowly began to vanish.
The beast hadn't moved and just stayed in place when it got to her. Her screams were still being heard loud and clear but nothing was seen to be happening. That was until the little hovering cameras moved closer to the two on stage projecting an image of what was going on.
As the beast went on to attack, she had lifted her hand which had the knife in it and it stabbed it. She might have been struck with fear, but she didn't want to die just yet. Whether she just had a vast amount of luck was another thing altogether. As she thrusted her arm forward, the knife had gone into the beast through its jaw and into its head. It had moved at her with so much force that her hand along with the knife passed through its jaw and came out on the crown of its head.
Her screams didn't stop as she watched her arm. The beast's body wiggled a bit scaring her. She used her other arm and pushed its body while simultaneously pulling her arm out of it. She crawled with her arms away from it with tears like waterfalls leaving her eyes. She sat for a few seconds watching the beast. Not believing it's dead, she moved closer and repeatedly stabbed it through the head.
"You wanted to eat me, right? Die! Die! Die! DIE!" She shouted.
"Is this some sort of joke? Did she really just kill it, and is not even hurt in the slightest?! For the first time, the reaction in the crowd was negative.
"I know they made something so weak for them, but this is still just not believable. Why will this happen?!" Not just the audience, but the man and his wife, even the first five supernaturals of the world were speechless.
"In the years of doing this, this is a first," Brielle said.
After a moments of astonishment, a voice announced "For the first time ever, in the history of this show, a beast was slain. Our victorious fighter, Judy Graham!" The crowd didn't cheer for a while but then small sounds of clapping was heard as some of them who wouldn't just dismiss the fact that a ten year old just killed a beast decided to give an applaud. Soon almost everyone was clapping for her. Those who had wanted something else and still not caring for her life in anyway just sat with a sour expression.
The little girl who was covered in blood, and was petrified looked up at everyone in bewilderment. "Am I supposed to die or live? Is this a test for supernaturals or something? Whatever it is, I feel like a celebrity now."
Her silly thought had forced a smile on her face before she was lowered off the stage. She might have survived it unscathed, but it didn't mean it would be the same for the next two whom would soon go out to battle. She had given them a little hope, maybe they could fight it. But as soon as the young boy set his foot on the stage, he was faced with not just one, but two beasts.
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Hello, author here, participating in my first WPC. Giving the world of revenge a try, so here's a story about secrecy, greed, power, bloodshed, gods and demons, and a young man who finds himself between them all.
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I hope you enjoy reading.