Chapter Thirty Six: First Drop Of Blood

Frost's POV
"How are we going to take them out?", Yellow asked me as we slowly walked up a small hill leading to where the mortars were fired from, according to Phase who walked directly to my left with a small smile plastered across her face.

"We charge in and deal damage", I replied, fastening my pace up the hill, scrunching the damn, light green grass with every step I took. It's so good to be back in this body! I can't thank Phase enough and at the same time, kind of upset because of the fact that she BRUTALLY murdered me in the middle of the night.

"Then I'll charge up first", Yellow stated before she immediately zoomed past me from the right, running up the hill like it was nothing all the way to the top. She stood there, blankly staring at something up ahead with widened eyes right as someone called out her name... Huh?

"Yellow! Is Black with you?!", A familiar, male voice called from above, making me blankly blink with surprise as I looked to my left, staring into Phase's eyes with confusion as she stared back at me also confused...

"Chaos?! What are you doing up here?!", Yellow yelled. As soon as she said that, I flipped on and rushed up to the top with Phase, extremely curious about what was going on. A cool, soothing gust of wind blew across the plains from the right, causing the grass to dance and rustle to it's influence before I finally made it to the top, standing to the left of Yellow proudly to see not only Chaos, but almost everyone else rushing up towards us with large smiles plastered across their faces... W...what?! Not even my mind could comprehend what I was witnessing through my very own eyes... E...everyone's here?! All thirty of us?! Wait, where's White then?

I took a step forward, blankly blinking as Jace rushed up to me through the crowd of people, stopping right in front of me huffing and puffing as he placed his right hand onto my shoulder, taking a breather. I'm so confused! What the hell is going on right now?!

"White... She's look...ing... For you... Come", He said in between his loud, deep breaths of air as he looked at me in the eye with so much seriousness, that he could even convince an Overlord to work for him. Literally. This guy is not someone to mess with.

"White? She's here as well?", I quickly said with surprise, not knowing why as he slid his hand off my shoulder and nodded his head slowly.

"Come... I'll explain everything to you after she's finished with you", He exhaled with a heavy voice... I wonder what's up.

White's POV
I flushed a deep shade of red as I sat on top of Frost, staring down into his deep light red and light blue eyes with my shiny red ones... He was completely petrified to have me sitting on top of him. He couldn't even move to how embarrassed he truly was, making it all the easier for me to suck his blood. No one was around, making now the perfect opportunity for this... Slowly, I leaned down forward, slightly resisting as my heart raced against the overflow of embarrassment eating away at my mind. I opened my mouth just wide enough for my razor sharp, vampire-like teeth to exhibit and glisten in the light of the shining fire ball that hovered above the light blue sky amazingly... Just a taste of his blood... To quench my thirst...

"White... I'm sorry", He whispered, suddenly beating his embarrassment as I felt his arms wrap around my body, pulling me in closer to him as I blushed furiously. But my urge to drink his blood was far more superior to mere embarrassment... His scent smelt like mint, unblocking my nose entirely before I finally sunk my teeth into the flesh of his neck... He held tightly onto me, embracing me as he trembled, trying to fight off the pain with all his might. I drank mouthfuls of his sweet, thick red blood, melting to it's wonderful taste as it nourished my entire body and mind, making me feel a thousand times stronger and resistant to absolutely anything...

A good half an hour passed, and I'm still here, draining his blood from his body like a happy leach... Mmmm! His blood's the best! Haha! I love it so much!

Frost's POV
"Did a snake bite your neck?", Jace asked me as we sat down on the edge of the hill where me and Yellow came up from earlier today, gazing off into the distance where many structures of destroyed cities and decayed villages lay flat in open field whereas a massive castle of pure white stood before the horizon with stunning beauty.

"I guess you could say that", I chuckled, blankly blinking as I sighed.

"Well, I guess it's time to tell you what's going on around here", He said. "You see, we were the ones who fired the shells at you guys to try to reel you up here. But for some reason, you fled with Yellow. Anyway, putting that aside, we're all heading to that castle tomorrow for the games to truly begin. Drago jumbled up the rules once again and this time, it's going to be about who can survive in that place for two months without getting killed. There'll be thirty people in total attending obviously. However, there's some strange things that happen inside of the castle. Drago claims it's haunted, others say it's all just a coincidence... There'll be ten floor in total in the entire castle and only two will be accessible in the beginning until something certain happens...", He explained to me in great detail... Woah... I never knew it was like this! This should be fun... "While we sleep, we'll be teleported there. But a crappy rule about it is that you CAN'T have any weapons on you inside the place. They'll be locked up inside of a secret room. Oh! And that reminds me, every time someone dies and someone finds them, an alarm will sound"... A game of murderer, huh?... I better not go at it in my female form then... Everyone will be dead in one night if I go insane.

"Sounds like fun", I said with a smile, staring at the White Castle... Things are about to get pretty interesting! "When do we slee-", before I could even finish my sentence, I turned my head to the left to just watch Jace lunge a syringe into my neck, filling me with whatever liquid he had inside of it... I coughed, grasping onto my neck as my air hole tightened, disabling me from gathering any air... My vision distorted, my body burnt up like a fire as placed underneath me before I collapsed entirely, staring up at Jace who smiled evilly down at me sadistically.

"Don't worry Black, you'll only hallucinate for a bit after you wake up. I'm counting on you to win this and not end up getting killed...", Was the last thing I ever heard from him... He's not participating in the games?... Argh... He's... One of the people who run it! Dammit!...

I woke up with a gasp, blankly blinking as I pulled myself up, looking around the white room I was in. My light blue blanket collapsed onto my thighs as my head throbbed as if someone was banging if against an iron wall with a megaton of force... Tick tock... Tick tock went the clock to my right, making me shoot my attention towards it to check the immediate time. 9pm... I was knocked out for nine hours?!... Argh! My head's throbbing!

I lifted up my right hand from the covers, placing it on my head to help ease the tremendous pain... But something was off about my hand... It felt cold, wet, sticky... I pulled it away from my head and slowly into my vision... My eyes widened as my pupils contracted to what it was. Blood... And a lot of it! As fast as I could, I ravaged out of the covers, falling over to the right of the bed with the blood soaked, light blue blanket to see a large patch of blood all over the bed... I backed away, trying to fight the urge to scream for help but I kept it to myself, wanting to figure out what was going on... My actions were silent due to the floor being made of a very hard material, but I knew for certain that it was to sound proof... I blinked, pushing myself towards the very edge of the room before looking back at my right hand to see nothing... What?!

White's POV
Every single one of us sat for dinner at an extremely long table inside of a massive dining room that was decorated to mimic a king's one. Red carpets covered the entire floor, the walls were coated with white, extremely polished tiles that reflected everything it could as perfect as a mirror. Quiet conversations were held between many of the individuals as the constant clanking of spoons and forks hitting the plate acted at the Melody of the moment. On all of our plates, we had fresh, steamy steak surrounded by hundreds of light green peas and carrots. To the left of the plate, was a large glass of freshly squeezed lemon juice. The table we as as pale as paper and had a light blue covering on top to prevent any mess from touching the insides. Golden chandeliers hung from the arched ceiling, lighting the entire room to the fullest and gave the place a rich atmosphere.

I had just finished my food and half of my drink and all is did was sit down there, staring blankly down at my empty white plate of grease... Time flies when you somehow fall asleep out of nowhere and wake up inside of a giant castle. Hmm... And why isn't Jace here on the table. Nor that guy with the brown hair and black eyes? Strange... I hope Black's alright inside of the 'girls' room. She hasn't woken up since Jace injected her with one of Star's 'Knock Out' fluids...

"This place is supposedly haunted", Someone said to my left, making me look up and face them with a neutral look across my face. Haunted? It was a boy who looked about nineteen. He had dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, white skin and wore a grey jacket as well as grey pants. He gave me a split second look before dazing off at the others to my right, checking to see who's attention he had caught. "Who here believes that?", He asked, sitting up on his chair properly as her folded his arms to make himself look somewhat more superior.

"About

half of us do", Vortex answered unamused from my far right. "Why, don't YOU believe in ghosts?".

"Pfft! Do I look like a child?", He spat, setting off a spark that could later on grow to become a wildfire. "Of course I don't believe in that shit. I just wanted to see how many of you people actually believe in such bullshit"... Hmm... He obviously has never seen one... and there's one right here, but somehow no one can see her except for me. And why IS she with me instead of Black?

"Ignorance. He's contagious", Blue chuckled, taking a small sip from her glass before someone else said something from my left.

"Do you have any proof that ghosts and the paranormal exists?", A man with blonde hair and light blue eyes stated, trying to push both Blue and Vortex into a corner. But unfortunately for him, Vortex is NOT someone you'd want to challenge in a mind game. She's the Maiden Of Wisdom for crying out loud!

"A soul is considered paranormal, am I correct? And you believe that you have a soul inside of you. Is that not enough proof?", She retaliated with that question, leaving both the men speechless and annoyed.

"Hey, White. Do you know where Black is?", Melody asked me from my right, causing me to snap my attention towards her as I smiled warmly the moment I had my eyes fixed onto her light green, sparkly ones. She sat four seats down from me, meaning she had to talk over the others in order for me to hear.

"I think she's still asleep upstairs", I said in a friendly manner.

"Let's to wake her up then. I don't want my sister to complain to me in the middle of the night about food", Lizzo giggled cutely from right beside me as Phase suddenly tapped my shoulder from behind.

"You go on ahead. I'll catch up soon", I said politely to her and at once, she smiled at me brightly before pushing her chair out of the table quietly due to the red carpeting and stood out of it.

"I'll come too. I want to make sure she's ok as well", A random man said to my right before he quickly stood up and gave Lizzo a friendly nod... Hmm...

The two began to walk towards the large archway exit that had no doors whatsoever to to furthest right of the room... I turned to my left, looking into Phase's eyes as she hovered slightly above me with a look of worry... Huh?

"White, I have a very bad feeling about outside", She stated, making me blankly blink as I gave her a soft smile. I didn't want to say anything to her less I want people to think that I'm crazy for talking to someone that no one but me, Black and Yellow could see... Of course, Yellow knows that she's a spirit who lives to be with Black forever and ever, but I can't seem to figure out why tho...

"Hmm, I wonder if she IS alright", Star chuckled, making me shoot a deadly glance at her as I grit my teeth. She smiled widely and gave me a suspicious wink... I bet there's side effects to that thing...

"AAAAAHHHHHHH!", We all heard Lizzo's scream from the right as loud as day, instantly giving me a terrible fright right before a loud, deafening siren sounded off from the ceiling, bursting my eardrums painful which concussioned me for a brief moment. Worriedly, I snapped out of my chair and made a run for the doorway, not looking back as Lizzo screamed once more right before the siren stopped abruptly. My hair fluttered behind me like beautiful strands of silk as I felt a tremendous amount of fear punish my bones the moment I left the room and entered the massive living room...

"Lizzo?! What's wrong?!", I exclaimed in worry, rushing up towards her and pushing a stray wooden chair nosily to the left, making it collide with another set of chairs harshly. Immediately, I dropped down to my knees, hearing the other rush up behind me to see what had happened as Lizzo blankly stared up to the right at something. "Hey?!", I yelled, putting both my hands onto her shoulders and shook her vividly to make her snap out of her scary trance... But she never looked away... Her eyes were terrifyingly wide and her pupils resembled an atom... "Lizzo?!".

"L...look... Up there...", She trembled in fear, raising her right hand in front of her as she held her index finger out, pointing towards something... Slowly, I turned my head to the right... W...W...W...What... T...The... Fuck?!

I gagged on my own stomach fluids, feeling it all rise up to my throat as I held it in as much as possible, never wanting it to come out... I placed both my hands over my mouth to re-enforce it, feeling my eyes begin to sting and water up to how painful it was... Not just the vomit... But that boy's horrifying death...

He hung on the wall with both his bloodied arms spread to the side with two long sharp wooden sticks that looked like the legs of a chair impaled through both his hands. All of his nails were torn off, revealing the bumpy, revolting insides that stirred my stomach the more I looked at them... But that wasn't all. Both his eyes hung out of their sockets via a bloodied red wire that swayed from side to side as his lower jaw hung down as limp as a bag of rocks... Two more wooden chair legs impaled both his shins, showing the bloodied, cracked bones clearly as blood squirted out of them like a small fountain... Finally... His stomach was missing it's flesh... And all that was there, was his intestines hanging out loosely like a bundle of raw rope-like hot dogs, dripping blood onto the red and black chequered carpet quietly... But it had an echo... An eerie, ghost-like echo... Drip... Drip... Drip... Drip... Drip...

The games have finally begun... And it begun with the first drop of blood...