Again the third chapter has been thought up by Brian T, and I have put it down in words along with some other ideas I have and thanx again Brian.
Chapter IV
Sofia lay down asleep on the ground of a cold wet sell. The room was small and had nothing in it but a small bench hanging from chains on the wall. Their was no light in the sell but a small dim green light peering from under the door. Water dripped upon the sell floor from a tiny gap in the ceiling. Sofia had been waiting here for at least one day. With no food or water. However she seemed to be just as fine as ever. Her condition had improved and she had high hopes for escape. This did not seem possible at the time though. So here she lay more asleep than awake.
"Hay!." Yelled a deep voice from outside the sell door.
Sofia quickly arose and stood up.
"Yes?" She replied.
"Miss. Till has something she wishes you to do... come on."
The door opened to revile a tall man holding a huge sword and some type of Indian clothing. He grabbed her shoulder and forced her along the halls and up the stairs. He opened another door and pushed her in. He handed her the whip she had before she was captured and slammed the door as he left. There was no door handle on the inside. The room was completely black. The only light in this even smaller room was a vent above her head. Bright lights shown in from the small cracks.
"What's going on?" Sofia wondered.
"And now time for our battle to begin!" A voice said from above were Sofia waited. "Soon Sofia will be sent up into the arena and set to battle our fighters. Are you ready?"
"Yea!" The crowds roared.
"Alrighty then let's get started."
The room Sofia stood in began to shack and soon rose up into the light. She suddenly realized that she wasn't in a room but a large cage within another huge caged in arena. She could see huge packs of crowds seated above the area.
"They want me to fight!" She thought to her self angrily.
Then a door in the stone walls opened and out came a tall man with a long moustache, a large blue metal suit on, and the biggest Grim Reaper weapon she had ever seen. He smiled dimly upon her. Sofia grasped her trusted whip. The crowd fell quiet. Sofia observed her enemy's motions. He seemed to be able to move very fast. This didn't seem to be good. However it could even them out some. Sofia's speed had kept her alive up to this point. She just hoped it would be enough to get her by here. She would probably have to do more than she had before if she wanted to make it through here, with her life still in tacit.
After a long griping pause he finally approached Sofia with insane speed. Sofia stood still ready for what might come her way. He made it up to her all the way across the huge arena being stared down upon by the audience. She flung her whip out sending her attack at him low in the knees. Before she could even think of what to do next. The tall man flung himself into the air above her. Jumping way above her head and back down to the ground before her. Sofia pulled her whip back into grasp and back flipped away from him trying to gain area for combat. The last thing she would need want would be geting a cut from the blade of his. He smirked at her before coming at her again. She back flipped at least for times. She was stopped as her back slammed into the wall. She couldn't get any farther from here. He jumped into the air with the blade over his head. His mouth wide open and anger death written all over his face. Sofia span to her left dodging the attack. He then tried to get her again. In seconds he attacked almost hitting her shoulder. She rolled across the wall sliding from his hits. She kept spinning until finally she froze still when the blade was swung right in front of her face. She dropped to the ground. Dove under his legs grabbing his right leg and pulling him to the ground. She jumped up to her feet as soon as she was away from the wall and he was on the ground. She front flipped wall spinning 180 degrees turning back to face him. He got up quickly, was up in her face in a heart beat, then swung his blade across were her waist would be. Sofia bent back as the blade swung right above her. She came back up and set her hands on his shoulders. Front flipped wall holding onto him. She twisted around then brought him with her to the ground slamming his face on her knee. He span around and dropped to the ground. Sofia quickly acted and swung her whip around his neck grasping his thought.
"Are you done now?" Sofia asked crossly.
"Agh..." He struggled around in her grasp for a couple seconds finally to realize that he had lost. "Yes..." he said angrily.
Sofia let him go from her grasp and walked away. "That was ruff." Sofia thought to her self.
"Now time for our next contestant." the announcer's voice yelled throughout the room. "Who happens to be stronger and tougher than the last. Come on up Judgment!"
A man rose from the dirty covered ground in a cage. The door of the cage opened and out came a horrifying man wearing a hockey mask, loose clothing, and holding a blood scorched chain saw. She could here the sound of him winding his saw up. He glanced at her through his mask. Though she could not see his face she knew that what he was planing to do in the battle would be anything far from pleasant.