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Dancing With Death
Chapter 9
"Nice outfit, Bass," Chuck sniggered at Blair, taking in her perfectly shaped legs.
"Right back at you, Bass," Blair smirked at him, not showing how uncomfortable she was feeling in her semi-transparent white racerback tank top and black shorts that ended midway to her thigh.
"People, let's keep the catty remarks to ourselves," a petite woman rolled her eyes. "We have to get off this island."
"Who are you, again?" Blair, Chuck and Serena asked simultaneously, sounding very pissed off.
"I'm Janine," the woman winked at Chuck. Blair saw this and scowled at her.
Chuck noticed Blair's reaction and smirked flirtatiously back at Janine. "I'm Chuck Bass."
"And I'm Blair Bass." Blair said, giving Chuck a quick peck on the cheek and beaming at Janine. "His wife."
"I'm Serena van der Woodsen," Serena smiled warmly at everyone.
A man with chiseled features and dark hair that fell across his forehead grinned at Blair and introduced himself as Marcus.
"And I'm Shawn," a blonde teenager introduced himself. "What? I'm 19," he defended himself as the young adults looked at him sceptically.
Suddenly, a voice boomed out of nowhere, "head to the north of the island and find the boat. You will receive further instructions from there."
"So where's north?" Janine looked around at everyone expectantly.
"That way," Blair pointed to the left, just as Chuck pointed to the right, along with everyone else.
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"I told you it was the other fucking way!" Blair muttered angrily as they finally saw the boat. They had gone with the majority and headed in that direction. That direction had turned out to be south.
"Oh come on, B, get over it," Janine rolled her eyes.
"Only my friends call me B," Blair said coldly.
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"This is crazy! I want to get out of here," Serena wailed. They had gotten to the boat and had been given instructions to "find the treasure." To do so, they would have to "battle" other ships (which were actually boats) and collect the various pieces of the map that would lead them to the correct island.
"Once you have found the treasure, you will be returned to the real world," the computerized voice had revealed. "Should you be terminated, you will also return to the real world. But you will be put back into the game and will join another team."
"What do you mean by terminated?" Blair asked sharply.
"By terminated I mean..." the computerized voice seemed unable to rephrase it.
"You mean, if we die, right?" Shawn said, rolling his eyes.
"Yes," the voice replied.
"But only one team will find the treasure. What if...what if we're not one of them?" Janine stammered.
"Then you will not be returned to the actual world," the ambiguous voice said simply.
"But then we'll be stuck here for..." Serena gasped. "Forever?"
"I suggest you get to work, and find the treasure," the voice commanded, and with that, it was gone.
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"This is crazy. Fucking insane!" Chuck fumed. He felt so useless without his cellphone and a limo at his disposal.
"Uh...guys? Someone's coming..." Shawn called out from the crows nest. He had spotted a white boat, identical to theirs a few miles away.
"What?" Janine's eyes widened in horror. "How exactly are we supposed "battle" them?"
"Hey look what I found," Marcus strolled on deck. In his hands were six gleaming long swords.
Serena bit her lip, "I think I know how we're supposed to battle the other team." She looked worriedly at Blair whose eyes were wide in astonishment.
"Swords?" Chuck took one from Marcus and twirled it around his finger. "Hey, they're really light," he marveled. He kind of liked the heroic feeling that came with brandinshing a sword.
Blair felt a rush of adrenaline as she took the sword from Marcus. "This should be fun," she murmured, running her hand over the sharp blade of the sword.
"We should...uh...practice or something. We don't want to lose," Chuck said quietly.
"So are you going to teach us, Bass?" Blair looked at him with a smirk.
"Sure. Teach us," Janine said gazing adoringly at Chuck.
"I can't teach. But I think we should pair up and...spar." He looked directly at Blair, licking his lips. He saw the challenge in her eyes and walked towards her, slowly and deliberately.
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"Shall we dance?" he grinned at Blair, and bowed.
Blair smiled, "of course, honey," and did the same.
Chuck instantly lunged at her, his sword raised expertly but Blair was quick to dodge his blade. Swiftly, Blair whirled around to face him again, a slight smirk still on her face. She weaved in with the sword, taking Chuck by surprise. Blair's insistent attack had forced him to go on the defensive and every few seconds, their blades clashed, sending a shower of golden sparks into the air. By now, the other pairs had stopped and were staring at them.
Blair vented her frustration through her swordsmanship, and slowly, she began to enjoy herself. Adrenaline was coursing through her body, giving her a feeling of exhilaration. She was surprised at Chuck's ability. It was unexpected that he'd prove to be a worth opponent. She had picked up fencing while in France and was applying the same techniques now.
Chuck was stunned. He had never seen Blair like this. This wasn't the same Blair who never left the house without a matching headband. Blair had suddenly transformed before him. She was exceptionally fast, and seemed to be able to anticipate his every move. He lunged again, but she sidestepped his jab and continued attacking and trying to seek out an opening in his defense.
Beads of sweat were forming on his face and he was starting to pant. Blair, on the other hand, was showing no signs of exhaustion. Blair suddenly relaxed and swung her sword around playfully, blocking two of his thrusts with a twirl. And then she spotted her opening. A gap, in Chuck's (almost) flawless defense. She skillfully thrust her sword in, and with a flick on her wrist, Chuck's sword flew from his hand. Blair brought her sword to his chin, daring him to move.
Shock flickered in Chuck's eyes but only for a moment. He smirked and suddenly lunged for her sword. Blair had not been expecting this and soon, her sword was in his hands. He was circling her like a shark, twirling her sword in his hands.
"That's cheating," Blair growled, furious that she had let him win.
Chuck came up from behind her. "It's not." Blair gulped. Why was he so close to her? She could feel his breath on her neck and it sent shivers of pleasure down her spine.
"Not bad, Bass," he whispered, lightly grazing his lips on her neck. "But not good enough."
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