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The moment I ran into the fight under the Tree, I had found Octane healing himself behind a box and I instantly pulled the trigger on him. I only wasted a few bullets before knocking him down. I reloaded my gun as I ran to finish him. I threw Octane on his back and began to search for more light ammo as he tried to block my view by pushing his hands in my face. So, I sucker-punched him in his, completely taking him down. Octane's death box appeared beside his body, allowing me to have an easier time grabbing a bigger bag and light ammo.
"You doing alright?" Mirage asked in the mic, nearly scaring me enough to jump and aim behind me.
"…Yeah. I'm fine." I answered, taking cover behind the same box Octane was using and checked on my drone.
The third team with Gilbraltar, Wattson, and Bloodhound was taking on one of the other teams. They were on the opposite end of the platform when Mirage snuck up behind Bloodhound who was snipping behind a box, mounting their Charge Rifle to have an easier aim. I continued to watch, hoping Mirage could at least take one down.
Mirage aimed his gun behind Bloodhound's head and fired, dropping the enemy in an instant before throwing out a decoy of himself and taking off down the stairs behind him.
"Thanks for the reveal." He says, losing my sight of him.
I didn't respond, watching Gilbraltar throw out his Dome Shield to quickly revive his teammate as Wattson fenced up the front and the back of the dome.
"Don't go back up there. Wattson used her fences." I told Mirage before I felt someone grab at my neck.
I logged out my drone and dropped my remote before locking my eyes with Caustic. He was smiling at me, making me flinch as I tried to pull myself out of his grasp. Caustic was too strong. He held me up only by the neck, so I couldn't touch the floor. I was quickly dying, barely able to attempt an escape. Mirage had to hear me gaging. Why didn't he hear me?
"I would say thank you for getting rid of that idiotic pest that I had to call a teammate, but being able to kill you slowly is much more fulfilling," Caustic said, gazing into my eyes with complete interest.
I grunted at him. The only sound I could make as I felt his hand tighten. I began to choke on my saliva, trying to gain a breath, but I was losing my sight. I tried to swing my legs and make any counter against Caustic's body, but he made sure to hold me from a distance.
Suddenly, an Ark Star was thrown and stuck onto Caustic's clothes. We both focused on it, wondering where it came from. I turned my head and closed my eyes the moment the grenade went off. I felt the release of Caustic's grip as I was thrown a few feet back behind me. I hit the center of the platform, spazzing out from the electrocution of the Ark Star.
"Cryp…alright?" Mirage asked in the mic as it was affected as well.
It was painful to move anything as I tried to crawl to safety. I wasn't down yet, but the Ark Star was surprisingly stronger than my own E-M-P. I felt the foam in my mouth, spitting it out the moment I tasted it. My ears were ringing, nearly muffling my hearing.
"Cryp-Cr-Crypto?" Mirage continued calling.
"F-find Caustic. H-he's low on health." I told him, reaching for my drone, but I was in too much pain. So, I attempted to crawl, hiding near a supply crate to lean on as I recovered my health with a medkit and shield shells. I noticed I was running out of medical supplies and was desperate to find Caustic to get more. Though, I was terrified to fight him again; he nearly defeated me with only a chokehold.
I looked to my left and saw Wattson's team from earlier still holding on. Gilbraltar's Dome Shield had vanished, but they had won the fight with the other team. Wattson was recharging her shield, laughing and talking with Gilbraltar as Bloodhound fed their crow. Suddenly, Bloodhound focused their goggles in my direction. They pressed something on their wrist and a red wave scanned the area. I was covered in a red light; it was a reveal. My breath hitched as I quickly got to my feet. I ran to my remote that was left on the ground before rushing out of Bloodhound's sight.
"Mirage!" I muttered into my mic as I jumped over the platform's rails to look for him, easily landing on the ground without a struggle. I checked the map, seeing his indicator somewhere on the platform, but I knew Mirage was under it.
"Don't come near me or we both die!" Mirage responded before feeling a hand grab mine.
Whoever had my hand, yanked me back, and I made eye contact with Mirage.
"Where's Caustic?" I asked him.
"I don't know, but are you okay?"
I hesitated. Mirage asking me if I was alright, confused me and even pissed me off. He should have heard me on the mic with Caustic, but he never came to help. I pulled my hand away from his.
"Where were you? Caustic nearly killed me."
"Wraith nearly killed me! When I heard the explosion and watched your health drop, Wraith ambushed me! I guess she knew I was your teammate."
I sighed.
"Did you at least find Caustic?" I asked Mirage.
Suddenly, I heard a gun go off. It sounded like a shotgun as Mirage coughed up blood and fell into my arms. I pulled out my R-Ninety-Nine and searched for whoever pulled the trigger. I met Caustic's eyes in front of me; I could tell he was low on health.
"Crypto…run…" Mirage muttered, trying to hold onto my jacket. The wound on his back was horrible, I couldn't completely look at it without feeling a curl in my stomach.
Caustic aimed his Mastiff at my face, stepping closer to us.
"I will blow your head off before your bullet hits me." He spat as I listened to the grass crunch under his boots.
Mirage was beginning to lose his strength against me, slowly sliding to the ground. I helped him back up while keeping my eyes glued to Caustic. Either way, Mirage or I will die with any decision I made, but I was hoping the last team had heard Caustic pull his trigger on his shotgun, but Gilbraltar and his team were nowhere to be seen yet.
"Mirage, use your cloak," I muttered.
Mirage exhales out his pain, slowly grabbing my free hand, and pressed it against one of his discs on his suit.
"Twist it to activate it." He sighs.
"Using it now," I replied before activating the invisibility cloak.
I dropped Mirage and I onto the ground, hearing Caustic fire his shotgun above us. I checked my bag behind Mirage, finding a Thermite Grenade to throw on the enemy. I launched the grenade over my head, perfectly landing it between Caustic's feet. The fire flared out in a line, burning the psycho man alive. Caustic was hollering until he finally collapsed, dead in the flames. Mirage left his cloak, laying on his stomach with sweat against his forehead. His blood began to soak the grass under him as he made sure not to move a muscle.
Before I even had the chance to run or revive Mirage, the last team had found us. I sighed, dropping my gun at their feet.
"You have fought well. Remember that." Bloodhound said, aiming their Flatline at me.
"Are you okay, Elliot?" Wattson asked, crouching beside Mirage.
Mirage answered with a nod; he was in too much pain.
"Go ahead and finish us," I told the enemy team as I pulled off my shield to make it easier for whoever was going to kill me.
"You're not even going to try to run, Brotha'? At least try to put up a fight." Gilbraltar said as he holstered his weapon to cross his arms at me. He sounded disappointed, but I didn't care how he felt about my decision.
"It is three versus one. I will not win. I do not have the advantage of you not knowing where I am." I replied, prepared to throw a grenade on myself to finish this match. "You're making Mirage suffer for letting me decide my fate. Just end the match already."
Suddenly, I had an idea as Wattson stepped away from Mirage. The enemy team began to decide who would kill me. I pulled my bag to my chest as they had a small discussion between themselves while I quickly grabbed a Thermite Grenade.
"Majimag gihoe. (Last chance.)" I muttered to myself as I laid my free hand against my back to make sure my G-Seven-Scout was still holstered. Luckily for me, it was still there. I focused back on the enemy team as they finally made a decision, and that was my cue.
I tossed the Thermite Grenade onto the team as I rushed to my feet to quickly pick up my body shield. I ran for my life while hearing their screams from the fire burning them alive. I didn't want to look back, Bloodhound could scan me in only a matter of seconds, so I needed to keep running.
Suddenly, the Ring began to close and forced me to skid into a halt. I needed to find high ground or strategic cover against Bloodhound.
Suddenly, Wattson was knocked from being outside the Ring.
I have a chance, I thought, hiding behind a tree trunk to use my drone, searching for my last two opponents.
It was a risky choice of mine, but I needed more eyes. I had found Gilbraltar, staring at Wattson in terror while she suffocated from the Ring, and finally dropping dead. I had found Bloodhound just a few feet away from their last teammate, starting another reveal; it was inches away from scanning me. I began to search for them, finding them rushing towards my position. I logged out my drone and aimed down sights on Bloodhound. I shot multiple bullets before finally hitting two shots against their chest. They growled at me, still running towards me as they yanked out their hatchet from their waist. Bloodhound pounced towards me, swinging for my face. I fell back into the ground, dodging the attack. Though, they went for a backhand swing towards my chest, forcing me to roll away, and quickly get back onto my feet.
I continued to check my surroundings, making sure Gilbraltar wasn't near yet as I kept my distance from my enemy.
"You have reflexes, Felagí Fighter. Though, you will not defeat me with only your speed." Bloodhound said before spinning their hatchet in their hand.
I dashed for them, preparing for another swing from their hatchet. Expected, Bloodhound swings, but I kept their weapon back by slamming my arm against theirs. They growled behind their mask and pushed me away with their other hand. They were quick, taking a chance to cut my chest while I staggered. I winced, making sure I kept my eyes on them while dodging another attack.
I was running out of time. Gibraltar was probably seconds away from us, aiming his weapon on me. I needed this chance, I needed to win.
I called for my drone while running for Bloodhound one last time.
"Come geta." They growled before running towards me.
I waited for their swing of the hatchet, dodging another time as my drone flew into the fight. I jumped up, grabbed it mid-flight as it turned into a sword-like shape and swung it into Bloodhound's face. They instantly hit the ground, losing their weapon as I pulled out my G-Seven-Scout and finished them off with a bullet to the head.
I couldn't catch my breath, hearing footsteps charging for me from behind. I knew it was Gilbraltar, but I wasn't fast enough to avoid his charge. He pushes his full weight against my back, throwing me into a tree trunk nearby. I coughed up blood as I yelled out for the stinging surrounding my torso and back. I dropped to the ground, sight blurry vision as I watched the large man step towards me, grabbing me by my vest. I no longer had strength, barely seeing the anger in his eyes.
"This is for my team," Gilbraltar said before pulling out his weapon and aimed it at my head.
I activated my E-M-P, shoving my drone against his body. Gilbraltar panicked, focusing on my drone as I pulled the gun from his hands and fired as many bullets as I could before I felt his strength off my vest. I screamed as my EMP ran through my body, forcing me to finally passed out.
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