This is my first Btooom fanfiction. I know I might be missing things from it but I'm happy I wrote it. I have a lot of beta readers to thank for the editing of it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Btooom
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Every one thousand feet the plane rose, a degree in the temperature dropped, and the pilot felt a snowball fall down his neck. Brian Morrow felt like a pig that ate something hot before being dragged into something cold. It didn't help that he was over two hundred pounds and claustrophobic, in a plane with thirty-one other people who were scared and had the same question. Why they were taken inside this plane?
The front row of twenty people felt electric wires shock their bodies when a man with short silver hair, a crimson red suit, black tie, white shoes, a pope of Remembrance Day on a fishing hat he wore, and amber eyes appeared on a TV screen and looked at them with obvious sadism.
"How many of you have watched a survival adventure or horror movie that puts people to the death until only one remains? Well, you can forget about them, because mine is more thrilling. Your Wikipedia research won't help you now, as you are just players in this game of survival."
"Aagh!"
A very tall man yelled in anguish while attempting to hit the screen. He had black speckles of what could be hair and a hockey team shirt paired with a belt to hold up his long black pants. He was taken by surprise when a man emerged from the ground like a soldier from a trench and zapped him with a taser.
"Tsk-tsk. You nearly became like those people who refuse to play the games obviously run by people of high positions/power," the man said. He then pulled out a green soulstone, or icicle gem, from his desk. "These are sonars. You each have one implanted into your hand. We've done our research and put them in the hands that wouldn't bother you. It took a lot of time and a brilliant surgeon. You cannot remove them; they will only come off when your heart stops, or in other words, when you die. They are a gift, and you must find eight of them in order to win. If you collect seven more, a helicopter will come pick you up."
That was the last thing Brian knew before the door to the airplane cargo opened and everyone was pushed out of the airplane by the men with the threatening weapons. The whole pushing and falling out of the plane was a disaster.
Brian fell, waiting to die or for the parachute to open up to take him to an island that would be his end. He never tried skydiving before. It was actually like falling in a snow layered land, though instead of feeling cold, he felt hot.
Brian Morrow landed in the foresty mountain on the island. Before he could get his parachute off and take part in this crazy game, a gust of wind started pushing him. His heavy body felt light from the parachute, as if they were sails moving a boat, it but if he didn't get it off, he could hit trees and die.
"I've had it with this shit!" Brian shouted.
He jumped in the air and let his belly hit the ground. Whatever caused this idea entered his head, it worked. The buckle broke and the parachute flew away. Brian would've been happy if he hadn't become more ashamed about his weight and his contemptible body.
Just as he finally wriggled his legs to stand up, he spotted two men trying to kill each other. One was slender with a sleeveless green tank top and cargo shorts. He had jet blond hair and brown eyes. The other man wore a cap, blue shirt, and black jeans with a belt. His eyes were blue and he was stroking his duffle bag. The one with blond hair had a Bim in his hand.
"You're some crazy bastard to walk up to me when I'm the one holding the bomb." The blond said mockingly.
Although he wasn't entirely sure what the bin was, he was able to activate it and hurled it very high. In five seconds it was going to explode. The man with the hat, the one who appeared to not have a hint of what the bomb was, jumped and caught it before rubbing his thumb on a spot. He disabled it.
"Crazy I am, stupid I'm not." He corrected.
He acted crazy when he suddenly stampeded towards the blond-haired man like an angry bull. The blond man's only weapons were the Bims that took ten seconds to explode, so he ran for his life.
"Don't turn your back on me!" His chaser commanded.
With that, he threw the Bim at the blond man's back. The Bim went off, incinerating him. All that remained was a corpse that was only covered in smudges with a look of fear on his face. The man with the hat robbed from the corpse his the duffle bag he and the green jewel embedded in his hand.
After witnessing this, Brian didn't want to leave the mountain, in fear for what could happen to him. There was pressure; the kind of pressure he wish he had a toilet for to throw up in.
Brian stood, petrified from leaving the mountain. Meanwhile a young, skinny woman with a black ponytail walked through the forest. She was a preschool teacher, made seven million yen a year, and never wanted kids, even though she was married from the amount of kids that she had to take care of, never intending to keep one at home. She was walking into a trap.
She heard a sound that only one person could've made; Ai Kikiyo. She moved her skinny legs, that were on the track team, but then were used to stop kids from eating glue or to make sure lunch was prepared. Though now, even the new uses for them were replaced. She didn't have to run far before she came to a cave. Beside it, a girl wearing a bug-catching hat was crying.
"Someone ran inside there with my bims." She claimed. "I never wanted to play this game, but I can't protect myself without any Bims."
Completely oblivious, the woman with an innocent soul ran in the direction of the sound. Ai wore an innocent smile, but when the preschool teacher darted inside, it was replaced with a malicious one. She pressed a button on a keypad.
There was a trap Bim hidden in the ground. It was small, but it was strong enough to release a lethal explosion. The explosion went off on the woman's right side, only meters away from her face.
She looked like a dead dog with a twisted stomach on the burning ground.
Once the coast was clear, Ai took the gem from the teacher's arm. Along with it, she took the duffle bag, opened it from the zipper, and peered inside with another sinister smile.
"Ooo! There's some Blazing Gas Bim's in here. I could use those."
Brian finally stopped being a sniveling baby and climbed down the mountain to venture into woods full of people who wanted to blow him up.
At first, Brian wanted to throw his duffle bag down to make the climb easier, but he knew there were people who would steal his Bims to make their fight easier. What he didn't know was that there were rules stating that they must killed the player beforehand. However, little did he know, he was about to find out.
