For Flan and Squalo who were sitting behind Bel and couldn't see that his eye was hollow, they were ignorant and confused to what was going on. But they didn't speak, Flan just kept being a quiet spectator and Squalo was also doing his best to remain silent.

The cold wind settled again and Bel's blonde fringe returned to being a curtain over his eyes. Rasiel had the same hair-cut, because it was a princely hair-cut, and their parents wanted them to keep looking the same. But he would occasionally brush his fringe away whereas Bel could not, to keep his imperfection concealed.

"Oh yes, what a memento…" Hollie said, beginning to show first signs of a smile in years that have passed by. "But you know even if it were possible you'd defeat me, you can't simply put my eye in yours and expect it to work, Bel-chan."

As a genius, Bel already knew this but didn't answer to her taunts. He simply wanted to do to her what she'd done to him. His hands picked out an array of knives from his coat, arranged in such a manner between his fingers that it looked like he was wielding a silver fan.

"Impatient," Hollie commented, but took her hands out of her pockets. "Well, let's begin the game now."

Without letting another second pass by, Bel threw his knives into the air in front of him, where Hollie's figure had disappeared. Knowing that she had probably already crossed the sea of corpses separating them, Bel jumped back and threw knives into the air above him before running forward and throwing more knives into the air where he had just stood.

He couldn't see her for her speed was too great, and she was probably playing with him again, but he wasn't to be outdone. Going with his instincts, he ducked and jabbed a single knife into the air above his head.

A small ripping sound was heard before a Hollies voice came from above him.

"Ouch, Bel-chan, that hurt."

The spectators were opened mouthed above witnessing what seemed to be a random flurry of knife throwing before Bel's knife in the air had slashed across the stomach of Hollie before she landed right beside Bel's right. Blood seeped through her torn white shirt, staining the material.

"Your reflexes and instincts have improved," the girl said to Bel who was immobile. They appeared to be simply two friends standing side by side chatting by the looks of things. That is, if it weren't for the knives in Bel's hand and the blood on Hollie's shirt.

While Hollie was smiling as she fixed her shirt as if she didn't have another care in the world, Bel grabbed the hair of a nearby Varia underling and swung it at Hollie before running off, and throwing knives in what appeared to be in a random pattern but was actually setting wires in the space between him and Hollie.

Knives dug into the trunks of trees and into the ground. Hollie dropped the corpse she was hugging with a surprised look in her eyes before looking around at the knives where they had sunk into their targets.

"Where are you aiming?" she was curious.

"Doesn't she know about Bel's wires?" Flan asked Squalo who was staring intently at the battlefield.

Squalo half shouted, half said, "How should I know?"

The spectators turned back to the two battling it out. Bel had adapted wires into his weaponry ever since Hollie had defeated him and gauged his eye out at a stupid quarrel – which he still believed was stupid – which also happened to be the very reason Hollie got pissed at him. But he didn't know that.

"Shishishi," Bel tittered to himself as he sent knives in the direction of Hollie, in the few spaces in between the many wires he'd set up. Hollie was quick to see the flashes of silver, and picked up the poor corpse again by their hair and used it as a shield. Five knives dug its way into the corpse's chest where dark blood spurted from within.

Hollie dropped the corpse before more blood could stain her. She tossed it away and grimaced at the stench of blood polluting the air, mixing its dead scent with her own body's fresh blood. She hated seeing blood, which was why she preferred to do things bloodlessly.

She groaned upon realising that she could have easily dodged the knives with her speed but as too lazy to do so. Now karma decided to kick in and she had to deal with blood. She took a few steps away from the body and looked up at Bel who was taking the time to send more knives into tree's and the ground. Her mouth widened slightly.

Bel's wires had become so many that they had almost become a fabric, so close together with the smallest of gaps in between the laced snare. But it was still lethal enough that if a person was to even walk into it, they'd be slashed into so many pieces that they'd resemble sushi – a dish he liked. He grinned, feeling proud of himself for upgrading his wire the night before this battle taking place. His old wire could only cut into flesh – whereas this one was much more reliable.

"Is this like stalemate?" Flan asked Squalo who was blatantly ignoring him.

The game itself was already stalemate before it had even begun. It was never intended to be played between two people like so.

Hollie – incredibly fast but weak when it came to physical combat, reliant on her ability to find a target's weak points.

Bel – hardly able to dodge her but able to fight her off with his knives, making Hollie only have the time to dodge and not get close to him. When the battle had just begun, she could have defeated him when he wasn't serious.

Bel knew this, which was why he was suspicious of her and her intentions. She had something in mind; it was obvious to everyone with her statement of rule change in this game they kept saying they were playing.

Bel picked out a knife as Hollie began to casually stroll around the tree's to reach him. He didn't like to do this to himself, but he would have a better chance at winning if his inner genius was awakened by the blood that runs in his own veins – a blood that he and his brother shared.

Bel jabbed his left thumb till blood began to spurt out and run down his fingers.


A/N: Please, tell me what you think because I've never been really good at quick, action-y scenes. Also, should this be raised to M? P:
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