~The Sixth Purge~

Caesar Flickerman slicked backed his white-powdered hair. After many years of having it a midnight decided try something new for once. After all, today is New Year's Eve. January 1st, 2016. It could be a New Year's resolution.

"The camera is on!" the camera man whispered.

Caesar beamed at the camera, showing off his perfectly white straight teeth. His grin looked fake, and it looked too big for his tanned face.

"Good morning, citizens of the United States! Caesar Flickerman, here. And thank you for watching Fox News: Channel Nine. Today's main topic is going to be about the Annual Purge. The Purge will begin in one week! For those of you who do not know what the Purge is, I will tell you right now. Once a year, for two-weeks, all criminal activity is legal. Also, the police and emergency services are suspended during this time. The rules of the Purge are simple. Government officials of ranking ten or higher must remain unharmed. And weapons above Class Four are forbidden. Anyone who breaks the rules will be executed. The purpose of the Purge is to keep all crime-rates low for the rest of the year."

After Caesar delivered his speech, the camera zoomed in on a man with big blonde hair.

"Thank you, Caesar," Claudius Templesmith said, "since the Purge is only one week away, I suggest you guys should start training. Start sharpening your axes, start loading your rifles, and try throwing some knives. New Training Centers have been built all over the place, so don't worry if one place is full. There will be plenty of others. And guess what? The government has thrown in a huge twist! For every kill you get, you win $100! We will be able to determine this when the government delivers a metallic collar right onto your very own doorstep. And it's free! The collars are designed to track you down and to tell whether you have a pulse or not."

"Well, Claudius, let's show the people the best three moments of the Purge!"

Claudius pressed a button, and light-blue holographic screen popped into view.


4:1:58 PM 1/01/14 LOCATION: Woodbridge High School, NJ

A group of teenagers were huddled around an elderly woman with glasses. Each of the students had a strange doll-like mask attached to their faces. And all of them had lethal weapons. An axe. A dagger. A spear. A machete. And a pistol.

The guy with the pistol came up first. He wore a tanned plastic mask that looked like it was grinning. Then he shot a bullet deep into the old woman's leg. She screamed in pain as crimson exploded all over the place.

The girl with the axe came right after the Smiling Boy. She had dark wavy hair that reached the middle of her stomach. Her mask seemed to be made of porcelain, and she had black pits for eyes with no mouth. She screeched as she brought the axe down, severing the leg. The teacher wailed as she slowly began dying of blood loss. Suddenly, the girl swung her axe around, slicing the Smiling Boy's chest, thick hot blood spilling onto the ground.

A girl with the exact same mask, but with long curly blond hair, dove for the black Colt M19-11. Instead, the dark-haired girl ended up decapitating her. Her little blond head rolling several feet away.

A knife sliced through the air, hitting the dark-haired girl in the back. However, she survived. She had too much adrenaline running through her. She grabbed the gun, and placed a bullet into another boy's chest. He dropped his spear and it clattered to the ground. She spun around, firing at the boy with the machete. She giggled as two bullets caught him in the crotch. He crumpled to the ground, letting out his final breath.

The girl walked up to the school's security camera, ripping off her mask.

She was actually very pretty. Full lips. Pale skin. And icy blue eyes.

"My name's Avalon," she said with an evil grin, "Happy Purging!"

Then everything went black.


07:9:30 PM 1/10/13 LOCATION: Platinum-State Mall, California

It was chaos at the Platinum-State Mall. People were scurrying all over the place, carrying bags filled with jewelry and clothes. Gunshots were firing in the background too. Several people were already laying on the white-tiled floors, dead. They had huge pools of blood surrounding their heads.

A raven-haired girl was in a jewelry store near the exit. She punched through the glass, pulling out a sapphire ring. It fit perfectly on her left middle finger. Then she pulled out more pieces of jewelry and dumped them into her leather handbag. She could probably sell them for fortunes after the Purge.

If she survived first...

After robbing most of the jewelry, she hurried out of Zales.

That's when she saw two girls running out of StarBucks, their arms full of coffee cups and bricks of green cash.

"Run, bitch, run!" one of the blond girls screamed when they saw the redhead.

It was too late. She already fired her gun, bullets piercing their brains. Blood splattering against the walls.

The redhead knelt down, collecting the money.


01:01:10 PM LOCATION: Times Square, New York

People were running down the streets of New York. A few buildings were already destroyed, and a couple of cars were upside-down, engulfed into flames. Several crazy people wasted their bullets into the sky.

In a dark corner, a group of guys surrounded a middle-aged man in a business suit. He was lying on the ground, curled into a ball. Each of the four guys held a wooden baseball bat. They took turns beating him with their bats. A blow to the kneecap. A blow to the ass. A blow to the stomach. And a blow to the skull.

The man already had dark bruises forming on his body.

"Please... Stop." he croaked.

"Come on, man. Let us Purge!" one of the guys laughed.

They continued to strike his body, this time, one smack to the crotch. The man screamed in agony.

"Just kill me!" he wailed.

"Now that isn't fun, is it?" a baseball bat slammed against his thigh.

"Please... I beg you. Just end it. My life sucks anyway."

The group of guys looked at each other. Then they considered it.

"As you wish." one of the guys said in a mocking tone.

He raised the bat high aboved his head, then smashing it upon the businessman's face. The snap of bones was heard, and a few of the guys cringed at the strange sound. They looked down at the mangled face. It looked like his face was smashed in.

"What a dumbass... He has a lot of money in his wallet, look! Exactly eight-hundred dollars!"

Finally, all of the guys began smashing the head until it looked like a huge slop of red meat. It was all mangled and unrecognizable.


Caesar pressed a random button, and the screen evaporated. It literally evaporated, disappearing into the air.

"I really liked the first Purge. " Caesar smiled.

"I agree! But I would just like to remind the others that the Purge will take place next week. Any day. Any time. Be prepared." Claudius warned.


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