In a world, where power means everything. Where only one supreme lives. Predators live and prey die. A world you ain't fucking ready for. And that's why it happened.

Mordecai 'Hidden Mist'

Primary: ARK819 with toggle thermal sight

Secondary: .44 Magnum with long barrel and explosive bullets

Lethal: Trip Mine

Toggled Ability: Eagle Eye(300% Better Aimed and Hip fired shots)

"I don't think you understand, ok? This world here-This world? Fucked. Can't imagine anything worse... Or better... I only have myself to worry about... And Margaret. Sure, I have 'friends' but they would turn on me if it would lead to survival. I wouldn't do anything that didn't need to be done." Mordecai says in a conference room.

Mordecai explodes three enemies with his magnum. He then runs to his post. He crouches and waits for enemies to come by. He snipes the first one he sees.

"My job here? Protect the kids, Margaret, and keep killing. And by the way, Dale, our cruel dictator, forces us to be a system of teams and play various types of games, until he gets bored and decides to make a cluster fuck of free for all matches. What's the worst part in this dimension, we can't die. Dale had us have an antibody implanted in us that would regenerate us over time, Until we turn 'unfavorable', in which he has a doctor to have the antibody 'weaken' and in turns kills us. For good. But, I don't care. As long as I'm not in there. It IS hard to remain favorable to him though. Such a bastard." Mordecai said.

Mordecai shot one person with his magnum as he was facing others off. He dashed to his base. He was ambushed by dozens of people. His smile turned to a frown.

"And to those who think about ganging me?" Mordecai asked, raising an eyebrow.

Mordecai threw his trip mines into the air, toggled his ability, and shot them with his sniper, exploding the enemies.

"You keep doing what your doing. Better living for me." Mordecai said, smirking.

Maybe having a shotgun and a bat wasn't the best idea for this battle... HAHAHA, who am I kidding?!

Rigby 'Speeds'

Primary: Snapfire with foregrip and Red Dot sight

Secondary: Baseball Bat with knives attached to the tip of it.

Lethal: Health Drain

Toggled Ability: Light speed(Moves 3 times faster with a sword)

"I don't even know why I'm here. I should be out there fucking up some scrubs already. I don't know why I have to do this conference shit. Does it look like this is TF2? Well...kinda does. Now look, all I need to know is that I don't trust anyone and I kill everyone. Simple, right? Not if you're being ganged by multiple fucks. I don't even get what Hidden Mist thinks about this. We used to be friends. We had a family, happy life, and crazy adventures. Until Dale came along and fucked this shit up! Now we are all his little bitches that he uses for his when we become boring, we get sent to the doc to die. So I'm playing Dale's game so I can get the wish. Yeah, grand prize is a wish. Bitch comes out of a bottle and Aladdins the hell out of there. But there is a catch. I have to kill and win every battle I encounter, Basically, if I want to revert things back to the way they were, I'd have to kill my family, friends, etc. Breaks my heart, but would you live this life of hell or live a life of prosperity? You have to do things that you wouldn't normally do." Rigby said.

Rigby yells and runs out of base. He goes for the control point. He sees 5 guys block his way. Rigby runs up and blasts one of them. He alerted the other 4, in which he all shot. He climbed up a building and started running. He jumps off of various buildings. He soon reahes one building and enters it through the roof. He came down a vent and starting crawling to the nearest vent exit. He kicked it down and jumped out. He hit 3 people with his baseball bat as he ran to the control point. He sees a horde of enemies coming for him. He throws his health drain, weakening them. Rigby killed them with two shots. Rigby ran to the control point adn captured it. Then he saw Mordecai aim at him.

"And when you do, you got to expect for the worst. Use your abilities. Use your brain. And if you have an IQ at least 4 times your age, you should be fine. Unless you were naturally dumb as hell." Rigby said.

Rigby toggled his ability and dashed. Mordecai missed his shot. He kept missing as Rigby got closer. Rigby hit Mordecai with the bat. Mordecai fell down. Rigby held the shotgun to his face.

"And even best friends will be your enemies if needed. So really, just go crazy. More kills, easier life." Rigby said.

Mordecai pulled out a trip mine and threw it besides Rigby. Rigby stared at it while Mordecai ran. Rigby couldnt move. Mordecai aimed at the trip mine.

"Good game, Rigby." Mordecai said.

Rigby toggled his ability and escaped Mordecai's trip mine shot. Rigby appeared behind Mordecai, controlling the control point. The annoucer said that Red had won.

"Good game indeed, Hidden Mist." Rigby said.

"But, if you are highly trained, excellently skilled, good looking, and strong, like moi, survival is easy." Rigby said.

Mordecai appeared behind him with his magnum.

"Natural selection's a bitch, ey Speeds?" Mordecai asked.

"Well, someone is." Rigby said as he toggled his ability and ran out the conference room.

"And we're doing this again." Mordecai said as he took aim.

"Yep!" Rigby yelled as he ran in weird patterns.