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Max couldn't sleep that night.
He still kept thinking about the White Tiger, how it had attacked them so fiercely. He'd only known tigers to attack when they were hungry, but this one just.....seemed to get pleasure out of trying to kill people. This tiger would turn on the village, instead of feasting on animals in the jungle.
But why?
He sighed, and turned to see the two empty beds next to him. He shivered. Without Kai or Oliver, he didn't really feel so safe.
He shivered under the blankets and looked out the window, where the stars had faded, along with the moon. The pinkish sky grew more blue by the minute, as dawn slowly became morning.
Suddenly, he heard a gasp from outside. He abruptly sat up in bed, as his gaze became focused upon the wooden, locked door.
Slowly, he got out of bed, his sheets gradually sliding off him as his feet touched the floor. He walked over to the door, and, with caution, unlocked it.
He opened the door, very slowly and very narrowly, still suspicious of whether the tiger was there or not.
At first, there was nothing. Just a few huts, with the sound of snoring floating around them. Obviously Tyson. Max sighed. He was going to feel sorry for whoever was sleeping in there with him.
Then, he looked down at the bloodstained gravel from last night.
Ray was lying, barely conscious, along with scars all over his body. The three slashes on his arm had reopened, letting the crimson blood join the gravel as well as the blood shed from the night before. A new slash had dug into his shoulder, also drawing blood.
Max gasped. "Ray!"
He ran up to his friend's side, ignoring the bloodied gravel beneath his feet, and gently tried to shake him awake. "Ray....."
He was surprised when Ray's eyes flickered open, and stared at Max. The amber eyes were completely filled with fear, and tears were falling rapidly from them. He took in a breath, as he started to say something, but the breath left his mouth, with no words at all as he slipped into unconsciousness.
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The match had been unable to commence, due to so many people being wounded by the tiger. Kai, Oliver and Ray had to stay in bed for more than five days before they were let back out into their own huts.
Yet, Kai still suspected Ray. He was getting more attacked by the tiger than anyone else in the village. He was suffering from lots of blood loss as he was attacked, one night after the other. It seemed the white tiger was after Ray.
But even though protection was placed around Ray's hut, he would still turn up, injured.
The night before, Ray had been attacked again, and his team mates were growing more concerned by the day. He was weakening, and would barely eat, now. They tried to get something out of him, as if he was hiding something, but it was always replied with, "I don't know, you guys...."
Max walked throughout the White Tiger village, which was starting to darken as day left, bit by bit. He stared at the villagers, who were doing last minute chores before abruptly retreating into their huts, as the fading sunlight met their eyes.
And who wouldn't have been so paranoid, after what had happened to the three world class bladers.
Max knew he had to go inside, soon. It was getting late. Crickets started chirping in the bushes, as the golden sunlight from the west faded, the cold wind and darkness replacing its role as ruler of the sky.
And then, the unexplainable thing happened. Something no-one had managed to find out how or why it happened.
The moon glowed red, its scarlet rays dominating many of the stars which surrounded it. It was glowing brighter, with every night that the tiger emerged.
Max's pace and heartbeat grew faster as he realized all these things happening. The crunch of gravel beneath his feet became much more faster by the minute as he searched. He hadn't even found his hut, yet. And the sun was completely set, now. He let out a frightened cry, and sped through the village, growing more desperate by the second.
Finally, he came across the straw hut he was settled in, and rushed up to the front door, relief only barely taking over his mind. But when he tried rip open the wooden door, it barely budged.
Panic took over the relief as soon as it had arrived in Max's mind as he tugged on the doorhandle, getting more desperate as he heard a loud roar sound from the bushes.
He spun around, forgetting about the door and trying hopelessly to find an alternate escape in the darkness, before he felt a firm yank backwards by the collar. He suddenly screamed, expecting the worst, before a hand was firmly clamped over his lips.
"Max! Shut the hell up!" A harsh whisper sounded in his ears.
Max tensed as he recognized the voice. Then, he relaxed.
"Kai..."
The blonde haired blader was yanked back inside the hut and dropped to the floor. Kai walked forward and slammed the door, locking it, before finally turning to face Max.
His eyes were full of anger as he glared at Max, who stared back, anxious. He knew Kai was about to explode on him for being late, so he braced himself.
But instead, Kai's look of hard anger turned to pain as the wound on his torso reopened from his quick movements. Blood seeped through his black tank top, and he gripped the injured area in pain, as he slowly sank to his knees, cursing softly in anger.
Max got up and ran over to Kai.
"Kai, you look awful....." Oliver commented from his bed. His shoulder had healed greatly since the attack, but he still had a little trouble moving his arm.
Max slid his arm under Kai's shoulder, and gently started to lift his weakened team captain, who unwillingly cooperated by slowly standing up. He glared at his teamate, fire in his tone despite his weakness.
"You....could've gotten....killed out there......"
"Sorry Kai.....I was looking for Ray...."
At the mention of Ray's name, Kai growled in annoyance, a distant look in his eyes.
Max helped Kai over to his bed, which he sat on with a small groan of pain. His torso still hurt, badly. The tiger had got him real good, back then. He recalled what had distracted him. A scream. Ray's scream. Where did it come from?
"Ray's been disappearing every night, and every time, he turns up wounded." Oliver recalled. "But why?"
Max sighed. "He won't speak to us much, anymore. It's as if....I don't know.....he's hiding something from us. And it must be pretty serious if he won't even tell his own team. He's usually the open one..."
Kai sighed in depression. The pain was clearing up a bit, allowing him to think more clearly. He lay back, careful not to reopen his wound again, deep in thought.
Max was right, Ray was hiding something.
But what?
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It seems the match is unable to commence. We've suffered many considerable losses in the village. This may mark the All Stars return from the village for refuge. I request a private jet be sent out here at once. Thank you.
Report of Judy Ta-
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A scream tore through the darkness, reaching the ears of Max Tate, whose bright blue eyes shot open.
He sat up sharply in his bed. He'd heard that scream before.
"MOM!!!"
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NG: Booooringa with a capital Boooooor.
Kai: For once, I agree with you......
NG: Sorry about the lateness, peeples. And the reason I took down Hidden Darkness 3 was that I didn't like the idea. Can anyone give me a better idea? Mega-Gurl-X, now's your chance to speak! ^^
2BC
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Max couldn't sleep that night.
He still kept thinking about the White Tiger, how it had attacked them so fiercely. He'd only known tigers to attack when they were hungry, but this one just.....seemed to get pleasure out of trying to kill people. This tiger would turn on the village, instead of feasting on animals in the jungle.
But why?
He sighed, and turned to see the two empty beds next to him. He shivered. Without Kai or Oliver, he didn't really feel so safe.
He shivered under the blankets and looked out the window, where the stars had faded, along with the moon. The pinkish sky grew more blue by the minute, as dawn slowly became morning.
Suddenly, he heard a gasp from outside. He abruptly sat up in bed, as his gaze became focused upon the wooden, locked door.
Slowly, he got out of bed, his sheets gradually sliding off him as his feet touched the floor. He walked over to the door, and, with caution, unlocked it.
He opened the door, very slowly and very narrowly, still suspicious of whether the tiger was there or not.
At first, there was nothing. Just a few huts, with the sound of snoring floating around them. Obviously Tyson. Max sighed. He was going to feel sorry for whoever was sleeping in there with him.
Then, he looked down at the bloodstained gravel from last night.
Ray was lying, barely conscious, along with scars all over his body. The three slashes on his arm had reopened, letting the crimson blood join the gravel as well as the blood shed from the night before. A new slash had dug into his shoulder, also drawing blood.
Max gasped. "Ray!"
He ran up to his friend's side, ignoring the bloodied gravel beneath his feet, and gently tried to shake him awake. "Ray....."
He was surprised when Ray's eyes flickered open, and stared at Max. The amber eyes were completely filled with fear, and tears were falling rapidly from them. He took in a breath, as he started to say something, but the breath left his mouth, with no words at all as he slipped into unconsciousness.
~~~~~~
The match had been unable to commence, due to so many people being wounded by the tiger. Kai, Oliver and Ray had to stay in bed for more than five days before they were let back out into their own huts.
Yet, Kai still suspected Ray. He was getting more attacked by the tiger than anyone else in the village. He was suffering from lots of blood loss as he was attacked, one night after the other. It seemed the white tiger was after Ray.
But even though protection was placed around Ray's hut, he would still turn up, injured.
The night before, Ray had been attacked again, and his team mates were growing more concerned by the day. He was weakening, and would barely eat, now. They tried to get something out of him, as if he was hiding something, but it was always replied with, "I don't know, you guys...."
Max walked throughout the White Tiger village, which was starting to darken as day left, bit by bit. He stared at the villagers, who were doing last minute chores before abruptly retreating into their huts, as the fading sunlight met their eyes.
And who wouldn't have been so paranoid, after what had happened to the three world class bladers.
Max knew he had to go inside, soon. It was getting late. Crickets started chirping in the bushes, as the golden sunlight from the west faded, the cold wind and darkness replacing its role as ruler of the sky.
And then, the unexplainable thing happened. Something no-one had managed to find out how or why it happened.
The moon glowed red, its scarlet rays dominating many of the stars which surrounded it. It was glowing brighter, with every night that the tiger emerged.
Max's pace and heartbeat grew faster as he realized all these things happening. The crunch of gravel beneath his feet became much more faster by the minute as he searched. He hadn't even found his hut, yet. And the sun was completely set, now. He let out a frightened cry, and sped through the village, growing more desperate by the second.
Finally, he came across the straw hut he was settled in, and rushed up to the front door, relief only barely taking over his mind. But when he tried rip open the wooden door, it barely budged.
Panic took over the relief as soon as it had arrived in Max's mind as he tugged on the doorhandle, getting more desperate as he heard a loud roar sound from the bushes.
He spun around, forgetting about the door and trying hopelessly to find an alternate escape in the darkness, before he felt a firm yank backwards by the collar. He suddenly screamed, expecting the worst, before a hand was firmly clamped over his lips.
"Max! Shut the hell up!" A harsh whisper sounded in his ears.
Max tensed as he recognized the voice. Then, he relaxed.
"Kai..."
The blonde haired blader was yanked back inside the hut and dropped to the floor. Kai walked forward and slammed the door, locking it, before finally turning to face Max.
His eyes were full of anger as he glared at Max, who stared back, anxious. He knew Kai was about to explode on him for being late, so he braced himself.
But instead, Kai's look of hard anger turned to pain as the wound on his torso reopened from his quick movements. Blood seeped through his black tank top, and he gripped the injured area in pain, as he slowly sank to his knees, cursing softly in anger.
Max got up and ran over to Kai.
"Kai, you look awful....." Oliver commented from his bed. His shoulder had healed greatly since the attack, but he still had a little trouble moving his arm.
Max slid his arm under Kai's shoulder, and gently started to lift his weakened team captain, who unwillingly cooperated by slowly standing up. He glared at his teamate, fire in his tone despite his weakness.
"You....could've gotten....killed out there......"
"Sorry Kai.....I was looking for Ray...."
At the mention of Ray's name, Kai growled in annoyance, a distant look in his eyes.
Max helped Kai over to his bed, which he sat on with a small groan of pain. His torso still hurt, badly. The tiger had got him real good, back then. He recalled what had distracted him. A scream. Ray's scream. Where did it come from?
"Ray's been disappearing every night, and every time, he turns up wounded." Oliver recalled. "But why?"
Max sighed. "He won't speak to us much, anymore. It's as if....I don't know.....he's hiding something from us. And it must be pretty serious if he won't even tell his own team. He's usually the open one..."
Kai sighed in depression. The pain was clearing up a bit, allowing him to think more clearly. He lay back, careful not to reopen his wound again, deep in thought.
Max was right, Ray was hiding something.
But what?
~~~~~~~~~
It seems the match is unable to commence. We've suffered many considerable losses in the village. This may mark the All Stars return from the village for refuge. I request a private jet be sent out here at once. Thank you.
Report of Judy Ta-
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A scream tore through the darkness, reaching the ears of Max Tate, whose bright blue eyes shot open.
He sat up sharply in his bed. He'd heard that scream before.
"MOM!!!"
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NG: Booooringa with a capital Boooooor.
Kai: For once, I agree with you......
NG: Sorry about the lateness, peeples. And the reason I took down Hidden Darkness 3 was that I didn't like the idea. Can anyone give me a better idea? Mega-Gurl-X, now's your chance to speak! ^^
2BC