"Yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyeyseysyesyeysyesyes!" Number 4 rambles out, number 4 is a red head girl, who looks, and acts, completely insane. "What the fuck happened to you?" Atar asks, but 4 throws a punch, Atar blocks, kicking her in the stomach. "My bad Atar." "Call me by my number." "Sorry I keep on forgetting." Xavier punches 15 to the ground, "But when will we be on a first name basis anyways?" "Well that's impossible considering I don't even know your name." "It's Chang Seong, I'm Korean." Xavier says as he kicks 41 away. Atar punches 4 away again, "I'll call you Chang." "No, you call me Seong." "I don't give a fuck Chang."
"HEREHEREHEREHEREHEREHEREHEREHEREHEREHEREHEREHEREHEREHEREHEREHERE THEY ARE HERERERERERERE!!!!" 4 screams. Slowly, through doors, or windows, more and more kids start to appear. Within 5 minutes 20 kids surrounded them. They all chant "Kill them Kill them Kill them".
Xavier and Atar do a good job holding them off, but they encroach further in, landing some good hits in. "Hey Chang, I'm going to take out 4! Maybe we can escape that way!" Atar informs, blocking two kicks, "Alright!" Xavier gives him a pass as Atar charges at 4.
4 is slightly weaker than Atar, but she can keep up well. She lands a few good hits, but Atar would be destroying her if it weren't for the other kids butting in. One kid pulls Atar to the ground, "FUCK OFF!" Atar slams his fist into the kid's face, exploding the kid's head against the concrete.
"36 has been Eliminated."
The intercom announces, "That didn't happen when I killed the other kid." Atar gets back to 4, he lands a roundhouse kick to 4s head, she falls to the floor but bounces back up, kicking Atar in the head. Atar falls backwards, into a kick from another kid, propelling him forwards, meeting his face with 4s boot.
Atar wipes away the blood, "I'm tired." He throws a massive punch that connects sending 4 to the ground, he climbs on top of her, and, for 30 seconds straight, pummels her face until it becomes mush.
"40, 15, 35 have all been eliminated." Atar looks at Xavier, who is drenched in blood, with two corpses below him. "Chang! Let's go!" Xavier doesn't move for a second, but he eventually turns around and starts running. All the other kids didn't follow, they just stood around the corpses, staring, some crying, but they were all shook.
'That's right, I'll make it out of here, all of you won't because you don't have the mental strength!' Xavier thinks to himself as he runs away.
The Office
The man who asked the kids their name drinks wine while he has his feet placed on his desk. He watches a screen, which just finished showing him the fight. His secretary walks into his office with a file, which she places on his desk. "Isn't it funny how they think they're just here to learn, but because we don't regulate them, they devolve into killing themselves." "It is peculiar sir, I wonder how they will react when they find out that it's a game." "And that they're in the bottom rung."
Behind the Canteen
Xavier and Atar sit behind the canteen, resting in the snow. "Chang, I just want to go home. I left my brother and father alone." "Well I have no siblings, and my parents died long ago."Atar doesn't respond to this and they both just stare into the snow.
"You think we lost 'em?" Atar asks, "Maybe, but I don't think they're strong enough to continue." "What do you mean?" "Well, I can just tell that the point of this program is to kill each other, they probably artificially make problems so we kill each other. And their reaction to just a couple of corpses, means they can't progress." "What the fuck are you talking about!?" "They only want a few really strong kids to come out of this, they ranked this off of perceived strength, that already roots jealousy into some kids, then they put you in a group with three kids above or below you in strength, that creates a strong strength of unity, and the other kids are outsiders, and those top kids are probably snobby and cruel, and they'll probably try to kill us first." Xavier explains "But only the truly strong kids like me, you, 17 will even have a shot at winning and surviving. It's cruel but that's what's going on." Atar thinks about this, "So, how did 17 weaponize them so easily?" "Because he has a relatively low number, so people are less likely to think he's privileged and snobby and cruel. Plus he's strong, so everyone automatically thinks that he deserves his strength, unlike us, who was probably just born with it. People want a hard-working leader, and someone who wasn't born into that position, so when he tells them to target the elite in this compound, they'd do it in a heartbeat." Atar just stares into the snow longer, "You probably have no clue what I'm talking about. You're only 10." "You're 10 as well you know!"