Hi there. I am an Australian high school student currently in Year 10 (or tenth grade) (AM ACTUALLY ON HOLIDAYS AT THE MOMENT (MORE WRITING DONE!), GOING INTO YEAR 11). After being introduced to Battle Royale by inadvertently getting an American Dad reference explained to me, I quickly fell in love with it. I am especially a fan of the Special Edition, and I have the novel. Pretty soon I will be getting the manga. That is, when I get a real job.
I thought to myself in December, how amazing would it be to have a Battle Royale with the people of my grade? Pretty amazing! So I printed up a list of 44 names and weapons, put them in a bowl and chose each character and each weapon one by one, just like in the movie.
As I currently go to school with my classmates, I have pretty much unlimited access to them every day of the school week. Writing using their personalities is great fun.
Please note: a lot of my story and my character's back stories are made-up, created only for dramatic purposes. And also, in no way is any of this an attack on any of my classmates, it's just how I'd reckon they would handle the Program.
So please, enjoy; read, rate and comment!!
In the central business district of Sydney, a motorcade of black sports utility vehicles rolled at a slow pace along the cleared street. The entire city's attention was on this motorcade of SUVs with dark-tinted windows and army soldiers riding on the edge. Sydneysiders were familiar with these types of events. The otherwise traffic-free route was packed with reporters, cameramen and boom operators, all being held back at least 6 metres from the motorcade by an industrial fence and numerous security guards trying to block various angle shots from the cameramen.
One of the 5 cars in the motorcade held the journalists' target. The target was a person who had undergone a life-changing experience. He or she had seen the murder of the person's friends, the betrayal of the person's friends, and the same two acts committed by a select few of the person's "friends". You might think the mystery person may have just returned from a bloody battlefield. But the person had actually returned from a remote area in south-eastern New South Wales.
You might also think that subject of the media's interest was a man in his twenties who is going to be proclaimed as a hero. That is all incorrect.
The motorcade drove along the noisy cobblestone street to a hotel in The Rocks. The whole event looked like a pre-awards show red carpet ceremony, minus the red carpet and dazzling celebrities. But there were still plenty of hounding reporters, attempting to get a glimpse of the subject, whose identity was kept secret up until now. One of the SUVs pulled up in the driveway of the hotel.
The vehicle containing the subject stopped and the three army officers hopped off the edge step. A tall soldier opened the vehicle's back door and the two others stood and waited for the subject to emerge, as did the journalists.
At the top of the hotel's front steps stood two adults, crying in a way that couldn't be deciphered as happiness, shock, or disbelief. These two people, a man and a lady were presumed to be relatives of the subject, as they were wearing casual clothes.
The subject emerged from the SUV. The subject wasn't an almighty hero who had saved numerous people from an enemy army ambush overseas. The person was just a 16-year old boy, wearing red shorts and a white polo with a crest stitched into it. It was a school uniform. The white polo had numerous red stains on it, so the uniform could have been perceived as all red with blobs of white on it.
As soon as the boy stepped into the daylight and camera flashes, the reporters started yelling, "The winner, it's a boy! The winner is sixteen-year old Daniel Steele, who survived the carnage of this year's game, which lasted 2 days, 18 hours and 29 minutes. The winner is Daniel Steele, a real dark horse!"
Steele was escorted by the soldiers, who were trying to keep his identity secret, to his crying parents. The Steele family, which consisted of Daniel, his mother and his father, walked inside the hotel while the reporters screamed, "The winner, it's a boy! It's a boy!"
