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Sugarfight
Chapter 1: A Ruined Sugar Rush
Sugar Rush used to be a very happy and nice place to live. Everyone was kind to each other. Everyone looked after their backs in case if anything went wrong with them. And racing was the most biggest and productive sport ever in all of Sugar Rush under the control of Vanellope von Schweetz. It seems then it was the perfect place to live in. That is until the disease broke out. Now, Sugar Rush is nothing but a lost society. The racetrack is in ruins. Stands of what used to be fellow citizens cheering on their favorite racer are now nothing but just abandoned stands, rotting and surrendering to Mother Nature. The town is almost completely destroyed. Abandoned boarderd up houses contiuned block after block after block. Bodies of dead citizens lay around the streets of those who were trying to escape. The castle was unharmed somewhat, but there were dead Oreo soldiers and blocked up or destroyed windows. But miraculously, the safe to all of the game's programming was unharmed. Meanwhile, in a candy lollipop forest not far from what used to be society, a fight is happening in the forest.
"Give me the damn supplies! Give me them!" says one former racer.
"No! You give the supplies! They're important" says another.
Both keep on arguing for a few minutes, so loud it could be heard for miles. Then, the racer was totally fed up with the fighting, there nothing but just one choice.
"FUCK YOU!" said the fed up racer. The racer then pulled out a gun, and opened fire on the other racer.
*THOM!* *THOM!* *THOM!*
With just 3 shots the racer was dead. Soon after out of desperation, the racer grabbed whatever loot the other racer had. Food, gun ammo, water, anything valuable to survive. At that point, the racer that was shot and killed was showing tons of blood from it's body.
"Stupid bitch." said the racer. "That's what you get for messing around with me." theracer continued soon after.
The racer then moved on deep into the forest, eating food and drinking water throughout the journey, and looking at what was left of the kingdom of Sugar Rush. After what had seemed like forever, the racer then came across a cave. A mysterious looking one too. From there the racer then walked further into the cave. The next few minutes in, all was going quite and normal, until some mysterious figure out of the dark shadows grabbed and forcibly pushed the racer's arms.
"Unghh, unghh, let me go!" said the racer. "Let me go! Let me go" the racer repeated.
Then, one person punched the racer in the head, hard.
*OOF!* *THUMP!*
Then a few minutes later, the racer was in a room.
"What happened to me..."