"Darkness"
It's a funny thing, darkness.
Sometimes it can be comforting. Like the darkness under the covers when you were a kid, when you pulled your blanket over your head to hide from the Slith and Skaarj you imagined were waiting to pounce.
Sometimes it can be frightening. Like the darkness in the basement of an old house, where it was inky black-even in the daytime.
And sometimes it can be lonely. Like the darkness you face near midnight, as you drive the deserted roads on the outskirts of town, wondering where it had all gone wrong.
Sonja Damien, reviewing her life, absently stared through the window, which was covered with metal bars. The darkness outside, beyond her confined cell in a traveling vehicle, perfectly matched her mood.
How had it come to this?
It had all started with her assassination attempt of a Liandri Corporation official. Her assignment was to find and kill Boris Clague. This should have been an easy mission, but for some reason, she had failed. She had suspected that someone in the League of Assassins blackmailed her, but who? The only person that came to mind was Xan Kriegor, but he had long left the League and she found no reason why he would bother her years later. But then again, Xan did have his reasons.
The sudden stop of the car interrupted Sonja's thoughts.
"Great, I guess we're here" she said, to no one in particular.
For her punishment of attempting to kill Boris Clague, she must enter the Unreal Championship Tournament. More than just any Unreal Tournament, this was the Championship, meaning that the best of the best were entering. The only reason Sonja wasn't sent to the other Unreal Tournaments was that she was one of the Elite in the League of Assassins, and such a rare "specimen" like her was bound to the Championships. She guessed that Xan Kriegor had authorized this. The damn bastard probably wanted to see her get devoured by the other participants. But her skill and cunningness would be unmatchable, no matter who the opponent is. A normal Skaarj Warrior would get slain instantly, because not only the players would be a problem but the arena as well. There were multiple traps in the arena and it was divided into four quadrants. Lava, Slime, Titan and Water. The easiest was water and the most difficult was Titan.
"Get out now, and don't make any fast movements," an official said as he opened the door.
Sonja got out of the car and walked slowly. She wouldn't even try to make a run for it. She knew from past experience that they would shoot and kill her without any hesitation.
They led her inside of what looked like a castle. Hundreds of miles below lay a lake. If she wasn't mistaken, that must be Lake Monastery. So this was where the Unreal Championship Tournaments were held, Sonja thought to herself. Inside were rooms which held the participants and of course, the four arenas. She was led to her room, which had metal bars on the windows and doors.
"Your first match will be tomorrow. There will be three practice sessions before the real Tournament begins. If I were you, I'd rest and get some sleep. We'll wake you up early in the morning to start the sessions," the guard said.
After the guard left, Sonja paced around the room. There was nothing in here, just a bed. She thought of which suit to pick, which weapons, her tactics and even which arenas she would battle in tomorrow even though that choice wasn't up to her. She also thought of what she would do if she won the Championship and won back her freedom.
After asking many questions, she finally dozed off. She didn't want to think about anything right now. Especially her problems. She would figure out what to do after she got out of this fuckin' hellhole.
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I hoped you liked the first chapter. There will be many more curses, violence and blood in the following chapters after this. Until then, review! ^_~
It's a funny thing, darkness.
Sometimes it can be comforting. Like the darkness under the covers when you were a kid, when you pulled your blanket over your head to hide from the Slith and Skaarj you imagined were waiting to pounce.
Sometimes it can be frightening. Like the darkness in the basement of an old house, where it was inky black-even in the daytime.
And sometimes it can be lonely. Like the darkness you face near midnight, as you drive the deserted roads on the outskirts of town, wondering where it had all gone wrong.
Sonja Damien, reviewing her life, absently stared through the window, which was covered with metal bars. The darkness outside, beyond her confined cell in a traveling vehicle, perfectly matched her mood.
How had it come to this?
It had all started with her assassination attempt of a Liandri Corporation official. Her assignment was to find and kill Boris Clague. This should have been an easy mission, but for some reason, she had failed. She had suspected that someone in the League of Assassins blackmailed her, but who? The only person that came to mind was Xan Kriegor, but he had long left the League and she found no reason why he would bother her years later. But then again, Xan did have his reasons.
The sudden stop of the car interrupted Sonja's thoughts.
"Great, I guess we're here" she said, to no one in particular.
For her punishment of attempting to kill Boris Clague, she must enter the Unreal Championship Tournament. More than just any Unreal Tournament, this was the Championship, meaning that the best of the best were entering. The only reason Sonja wasn't sent to the other Unreal Tournaments was that she was one of the Elite in the League of Assassins, and such a rare "specimen" like her was bound to the Championships. She guessed that Xan Kriegor had authorized this. The damn bastard probably wanted to see her get devoured by the other participants. But her skill and cunningness would be unmatchable, no matter who the opponent is. A normal Skaarj Warrior would get slain instantly, because not only the players would be a problem but the arena as well. There were multiple traps in the arena and it was divided into four quadrants. Lava, Slime, Titan and Water. The easiest was water and the most difficult was Titan.
"Get out now, and don't make any fast movements," an official said as he opened the door.
Sonja got out of the car and walked slowly. She wouldn't even try to make a run for it. She knew from past experience that they would shoot and kill her without any hesitation.
They led her inside of what looked like a castle. Hundreds of miles below lay a lake. If she wasn't mistaken, that must be Lake Monastery. So this was where the Unreal Championship Tournaments were held, Sonja thought to herself. Inside were rooms which held the participants and of course, the four arenas. She was led to her room, which had metal bars on the windows and doors.
"Your first match will be tomorrow. There will be three practice sessions before the real Tournament begins. If I were you, I'd rest and get some sleep. We'll wake you up early in the morning to start the sessions," the guard said.
After the guard left, Sonja paced around the room. There was nothing in here, just a bed. She thought of which suit to pick, which weapons, her tactics and even which arenas she would battle in tomorrow even though that choice wasn't up to her. She also thought of what she would do if she won the Championship and won back her freedom.
After asking many questions, she finally dozed off. She didn't want to think about anything right now. Especially her problems. She would figure out what to do after she got out of this fuckin' hellhole.
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I hoped you liked the first chapter. There will be many more curses, violence and blood in the following chapters after this. Until then, review! ^_~