Chapter 12: Anarchy: Act Two

10:45 P.M Day Six

Resort District

Courtyard

The Ultimate Parental Figure sat on the edge of the fountain in the courtyard in front of the hotel.

He stared off in the distance at the skyline of the park that was dotted by numerous attractions. It was an unusually chilly August night.

Thinking he was entirely alone, he began to softly sing a familiar song. His voice was soothing and held a warm, lilting tone.

"Are you going to Scarborough Fair

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Remember me to one who lives there

She could be a true love of mine

Tell her to make me a cambric shirt

Parsley sage, rosemary, and thyme

Without no seams nor needlework

Then she'll be a true love of mine

Tell her to find me an acre of land

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Between the salt water and the sea strand

"She could be a true love of mine"

Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather

Parsley sage rosemary and thyme

And gather it all in a bunch of heather

Then she'll be a true love of mine

Are you going to Scarborough Fair

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Remember me to one who lives there

"She could be a true love of mine"

The boy nearly fell back into the fountain as he registered a distinctly feminine voice behind him.

"I had no idea that you had such a beautiful voice, Haruto."

Haruto suddenly bolted to his feet as a look of embarrassment and mortification colored his face. He turned to see Tiana standing several feet away with a stunned expression.

"Oh, that? It was nothing, Miss Blake. I should really leave the singing to the professionals," the boy responded with a dismissive wave of his hand.

The blonde eyed him curiously a moment before approaching him and grasping his fidgeting hand. "We're back to Miss Blake again? I told you that Tiana is just fine; I'd prefer to hear you say my name."

The Parental Figure seemed to tense at the contact, his words spilling out in a stammer. "T-Tiana it is, then."

The Ultimate Dominatrix gingerly squeezed his hand. "See? That wasn't so bad, was it? I can tell I make you terribly uncomfortable. I'm sorry for that."

"How did you...?" Haruto trailed off as he regarded with a baffled expression.

"My brother says it's because I'm empathic. I just notice things that some people miss. You don't hesitate to show affection in a platonic way, but anything that could be seen out of a platonic light causes you to freeze up. I'm sorry for causing you any distress," she said as she released his hand, only for the boy to instinctively grasp her hand in return.

Haruto shook his head as his gaze seemed clouded. "Tiana, you have nothing to apologize for. It's just that I have a lot baggage, especially when it comes to romance."

The blonde offered a sympathetic expression. "Haruto, everyone carries their own baggage. You don't have to shoulder it on your own. If you feel like talking about it, I'm right here."

The Parental Figure stared at their interlaced hands as he guided her wordlessly back to the edge of the fountain.

As the blue-haired boy settled down, he took a short breath. "I don't say this to sound arrogant, but it's just the way of things. I'm not unfamiliar with receiving attention from girls. I know it probably sounds ridiculous but, like with that song, I want to believe that there is someone for everyone. I've rejected confessions in the past from people who I felt were shallow."

"Haruto, there's nothing wrong with being honest about your feelings. It might sting, but it's better to tell someone the truth than string them along. I've had more people than I can count that didn't appreciate boundaries."

"Boundaries? Yeah, I guess you could say I had the same problem," the boy admitted. "There was this girl named Tsuko. I always knew she was troubled, though I had no idea how disturbed she truly was. After multiple rejected confessions, she began to stalk me. I started to notice my belongings would go missing; things like my toothbrush."

Tiana raised her free hand to her mouth. "My god, she was breaking into your home?"

The boy nodded his head softly. "I eventually reported her to the police, but a couple missing effects weren't enough to incriminate her - not without any solid evidence. I-I don't feel like getting into all of it tonight, so I'll just say that everything that happened with her left me with PTSD. I can comfort anyone in a platonic manner, as you said. It's all I can do to not shake right now," he admitted as he stared down at their joined hands. "I swear it's not you, Tiana. I-I actually enjoy your company quite a lot. I just have a lot to work through."

Tiana tentatively squeezed his hand. "It's not a race, Haruto. I would be lying if I said I didn't feel something between us. The way you are with Anna is amazing. I feel like I just nag her, but you know how to balance being firm and gentle at the same time. You're also our moral compass. No matter what's happened, I know I can count on you to make the right decision."

Heat rushed to the boy's face as he shook his head. "I-I wouldn't go that far. If you're down here, does that mean Annabelle is already asleep?"

A tiny smile tugged at the young woman's face as she slowly rose to her feet, never breaking her handhold in the process.

"Well, that was why I came down here in the first place. I think Naruhiko let her have too many sodas earlier when she was sitting in for their band practice. She was practically bouncing off the walls. I finally managed to get her to take a shower, but she insisted on telling you goodnight."

"She's a little firecracker, isn't she?" Haruto laughed as he followed the girl's example and stood up. "I guess we shouldn't keep her waiting. It's already late enough."

"I imagine her moms have their hands full at all times," Tiana replied.

She eyed the boy next to her as they walked towards the entrance of the hotel. "Haruto, can I ask you something? With such a beautiful voice, why didn't you join Naruhiko's band?"

The boy offered a sheepish, almost embarrassed expression. "I just wouldn't be the right fit. I'm only good at singing slow and calm songs. I would crash and burn if I had to do something fast and loud. Besides, I don't think my voice would blend very well with Naruhiko's."

Tiana allowed for a tiny smile. "Fine, have it your way. It can be our secret. Haruto, how are you feeling now?"

"Heh. Well, I feel a little bit better after getting some of that off my chest. Why do you ask?"

The Dominatrix regarded the boy's hold on her hand before shaking her head. A smile spread across her face. "Never mind; it's not important. If you feel like you ever need to talk again, please don't hesitate. I enjoy our time together."

"As do I, and thank you for being so understanding."

A trill of laughter escaped the blonde. "You don't have to thank me for anything. I'm just glad you told me."

11:51 A.M Day Seven

Resort District

First Floor

Hotel (Lobby)

The Ultimate Punk Musician whistled in approval as he gazed between the ragtag band.

Each of them wore matching white leather jackets that were much like his own with black leather pants. Emblazoned on the back of each jacket was the word Murai. Even Annabelle sat with an eager expression atop a nearby amp, kicking her legs. She had a tiny jacket on as well. "Hell fucking yeah. You all look like a million fucking bucks. How's everyone feeling? Zoku, my man, are you feeling better about shredding today?"

The Sailor rolled his shoulders as he held on to the bass carefully. "Aye, quite a bit, lad. I think I got me placement memorized. Just got to keep myself from stiffening like a plank," Kaizoku said as he intently watched his hand and slowly practiced positioning his fingers.

Naruhiko nodded his head vigorously. "Hell yeah! That's what I wanted to hear. Just remember, ya gotta keep loose and do what I showed you last night," he said as his gaze flitted around the rest of the group. "How's everyone else feeling? You ready to tear this place to the ground?!"

Maddie tentatively raised her hand. "I-I don't know how well I can tear anything down with a triangle. It just doesn't seem mathematically possible. It would require far more decibels than something like this could produce."

Sigmund, who stood next to a nearby amp, had to stifle a laugh. "Maddie, I think you'll just be fine. I don't think he was being serious," he said before eying Kaizoku with a curious expression. "I guess she and I weren't the only ones working late last night. You seem a lot more comfortable this morning."

A hint of blush started to spread across his face, before Kaizoku gave a hasty nod. "O-oh yeah mate, I'm glad to have the extra practice, cause I was rubbish beforehand. We also took some time to just chat. That helped take the edge off."

"AWW! No one has taught me anything! I wanna be part of the band, too!" Annabelle whined as she folded her arms.

A tiny smile pulled at Kanade's lips as she set her drumsticks down. "Annabelle, that's simply not true. You're our manager, right? A band can't function without having someone like that."

The Ultimate Forensic Investigator stuck her bottom lip out. "But all I did was a bunch of chores! I wanna learn how to play, just like Captain Zoku!" she exclaimed as she offered the Sailor an infectious grin.

Kaizoku returned the smile as he walked up to the amp the young girl was sitting on. "I'm sorry ya got left out of music, but the chores really helped us out, Lass." He placed a hand on top of her head and lightly messed with her hair. "And you can hold the Captain to his word that you'll be up there with us next time."

Stars seemed to sparkle in the girl's eyes as she lifted her chin slightly. "Really? You mean that? Can I get a wicked tattoo like Naruhiko? You've got tattoos, right, Captain?"

Naruhiko snorted as he picked up his guitar before strumming it. "Zoku, I'm gonna leave you to sort that shit out. You know how mom and dad would respond to that. "

"I believe the chances of them getting upset are unequivocally one hundred percent," the Mathematician responded. "I would advise against it."

Annabelle raised a tiny finger to her lips before winking. "It's okay, right? They can't get mad if they don't find out, right, Captain?"

Kaizoku let out a laugh as he looked back to Annabelle. "Lass, you're just trying to get me on the wrong end of the maiden's lash." The Sailor began running his fingers through his beard in thought. "I'll just tell ya what me own pa told me. 'If you're getting a tattoo, runt, it better be something you're proud to show off forever!' So, Lass, I say hold off until you find one that's perfect for you," he exclaimed with a thumbs up.

A giggle escaped the child as she offered a thumbs up in return. "Kay, I'll pick out the coolest tattoo I can. Maybe then I can officially join your crew!"

Sigmund whistled lowly as he cleaned at his harmonica. "I bet you're a handful for your moms, aren't you?"

Annabelle offered an impish smile. "Maybe just a little bit."

Kanade cleared her throat before gesturing at the elevator that was currently descending. "Sorry, everyone. I don't mean to interrupt, but it looks like it's about that time."

"Is it really already noon?" Maddison stammered slightly.

"Hey, relax, chick! Don't think about them. Just focus on doing your thing, and we'll knock their damn socks off," Naruhiko chuckled as he shared a grin with the Sailor. "You ready to fucking shred, Zoku?!"

"Haha, I suppose as much as I can be." The pirate looked back to the investigator. "Come on, Lass, ya may not be playing with us yet, but you should still there with us as we arrive, manager."

Annabelle offered a victorious peace sign along with a toothy smile. "Ohoho, of course I will be, Captain! There's nowhere your manager would rather be!"

12:23 P.M Day Seven

Resort District

First Floor

Hotel (Lobby)

"Hope you motherfuckers have enjoyed what you've heard so far. Normally the setlist would be longer, but most of us here are still green. Now, I want you to give us some love as we bring this to a close with an old favorite of mine. This is Welcome to Paradise by Green Day! Let's fucking do this!" Naruhiko howled as he strummed his guitar before leaning into the microphone.

"Dear mother

Can you hear me whining?

It's been three whole weeks

Since I left your home

This sudden fear has left me trembling

'Cause now it seems that I

Am out there on my own

And I'm feeling so alone

Pay attention to the cracked streets

And the broken homes

Some call it slums

Some call it nice

I want to take you through

A wasteland I like to call my home

Welcome to paradise

A gunshot rings out at the station

Another urchin snaps and

Left dead on his own

It makes me wonder why I'm still here

For some strange reason it's now

Feeling like my home

And I'm never gonna go

Pay attention to the cracked streets

And the broken homes

Some call it slums

Some call it nice

I want to take you through

A wasteland I like to call my home

Welcome to paradise

Dear mother

Can you hear me laughing?

It's been six whole months since that

I have left your home

It makes me wonder why I'm still here

For some strange reason it's now

Feeling like my home

And I'm never gonna go

Pay attention to the cracked streets

And the broken homes

Some call it slums

Some call it nice

I want to take you through

A wasteland I like to call my home

Welcome to paradise

Paradise"

As the song ended, the lobby erupted with applause.

Shirokuma sat in the midst of the lobby as he clapped his paws enthusiastically. "Ohoho, that was excellent!"

Even Tomoko, who was normally indifferent, offered a muted applause from the couch she lay slumped in. "That was far better than the train wreck I anticipated."

"What are you talking about?! That was super cool!" Annabelle said as she pumped her fist in the air. "I can't wait till I learn how to play so I can play next time."

Haruto traded a small glance with Tiana before winking. "Well, I'm sure you'll blow our socks off next time. I mean, you've got plenty of experts to learn from."

"Yes, I'm sure Kaizoku wouldn't mind helping one of his crew members." Tiana chuckled lightly.

"Yarr. As I said before, Lass, we'll have you ready to go before the next show!" Kaizoku said as he smiled at the petite girl.

*DING DONG*

Any further revelry was interrupted by a loud chiming sound that echoed through the lobby, followed by Kurokuma's voice. "Alright, I've had it up to here with you punks. This isn't a summer retreat, this is a killing game! I've marked a location on your phones. I'll see you brats there at 4 P.M sharp! Don't be late, or there will be hell to pay!"

Sigmund frowned as he tucked his harmonica away. "What is he up to now? Didn't he say we had till tomorrow before the next motive?"

The white-toned bear frowned as he rested a paw against his chin. "Big brother does have a bad temper. He might have changed his mind."

"That's just fucking great. So much for basking in the glow of a fucking awesome show!" Naruhiko roared as he kicked over a chair before resting his guitar near an amp.

The Ultimate Plastic Surgeon offered a trouble expression as he eyed Shirokuma. "I don't suppose you have any idea what your brother has in store for us."

"O-Oh, I'm afraid not. We all tend to operate pretty much on our own unless big brother puts his foot down."

Churi offered a bright smile as she gazed around the room. "Hey, guys, we shouldn't assume the worst. Maybe this has nothing to do with a motive."

"Do you actually listen to yourself speak?" Lachlan asked as he shook his head. "Whoever is behind this is tired of watching us cooperate. Chances are they want to see us squirm."

The Ultimate Composer clutched her drumsticks against her chest. "Perhaps that's true, but what happened with Patrick and Otto doesn't have to happen again. We don't have to let anyone else die."

"Yeah, I'm not about to let some dirty secret cause me to hurt someone!" Shiho said defiantly.

Madison shook her head. "It's highly unlikely they will use the same tactic. Odds are we will be faced with an entirely different variable."

"W-Wait, you're saying it could be something just as bad, if not worse?" Utano asked with a horrified expression.

"DUH! How fucking dumb are you anyways? Did you think this game was gonna magically get easier? Sheesh! You should clear out some of those haikus and make room for some common damn sense," Dolly said as she held Becky up.

The Poet shook his head before planting his hand over his ears. "No, just shut up! No one has to die. We're going to find a way out of this nightmare."

"You think that ignoring what lies in front of you will make the situation better? Like the Tower, our situation is concrete. You need to acknowledge the grave and severe truth of the matter about this place. Nothing good comes from repressing or denying the inevitable. If this is a motive, one of us will certainly join the dead," Seikatsu said in a low, methodical voice.

Chloe sighed as she adjusted her top before rising to her feet. "A bit wordy, but she raises an excellent point. Try as we might, it's only a matter of time till someone cracks. I'd suggest you all mentally prepare yourselves for the inevitable."

Laris pressed her lips into a fine line as she regarded the somber demeanor that had settled over the room. "Whether it is fruitless or not, I will not gladly surrender to some predetermined fate. Not when there's so much at stake. I'll press forward until my dying breath."

The Sailor offered a grin along with a thumbs up. "Right behind you, Captain. Not about to let a stuffed bear control our lives."

4:01 P.M Day Seven

Amusement Park

Paintball Maze

The group of survivors found themselves standing in a large enclosed area before what appeared to be a labyrinth. Large splotches of paint littered the entrance leading into the winding labyrinth, and a collection of protective gear and paintball guns were mounted across the lobby of the building.

"I think this building was boarded up just yesterday. Seems like someone has been busy," Sigmund mused as he leaned against his crutch.

Haruto rested a hand on his chin. "But what purpose could Kurokuma have for summoning us here?"

A loud snort could be heard before Kurokuma waddled out of the labyrinth. He was garbed in protective gear and wielding a paintball gun. "Heh. You fuckers have questions, I've got answers."

Tiana lifted her chin up before staring darkly at the bear. "For starters, you can explain what this is all about. I thought you said we had until tomorrow before your next motive."

"Yarr. She raises a good point. Does your word mean so little?" Kaizoku asked.

"BLAH BLAH BLAH," the bear yelled as he fired several paintballs past the Sailor's head. "Enough of your bitching. I'm tired of watching you losers hold hands and talk about the power of friendship. Don't even get me started on the music. I think a little despair is well past due."

Laris offered a baleful stare. "What manner of devilry do you have planned for us? I demand you tell us now right now!"

The bear cracked a wide grin before giving a mock curtsy. "As you wish, your highness. You all know by now that, here at Kuma Kuma Land, we Kumas enjoy our games. So, what's more fun than getting you all involved? I call this the paintball motive!"

"Paintball motive? That doesn't sound so bad. It actually sounds like it might be a lot of fun!" Annabelle exclaimed.

Churi allowed for a relieved sigh. "Yeah. Compared to that last one, this doesn't sound bad at all. How can a game of paintball be that dangerous?"

Lachlan crossed his arms as his brow furrowed. "Don't be so quick to dismiss this. There's no way he called us here just to play a normal game of paintball."

"Aww. Someone doesn't have much faith in me, do they? The game itself is totally safe! I mean, you might get a few bruises or welts, but nothing that won't heal." Kurokuma laughed.

The Ultimate Shogi Player frowned. "I have far better things to do than partake in such senseless activities. You'll find your amusement elsewhere."

Soo Yeong offered a soft nod in agreement. "Yes, I also have no desire to participate. I'd rather not sully these clothes."

Kurokuma's eye twitched. "That's just too bad for you sad saps then, because we require participation here at Kuma Kuma Land! You'll play or pay."

Most of the room seemed to darken at the bear's announcement.

Everyone except Seikatsu.

"What's with all the frowny faces? Now's not the time to be sad, now's the time to have some fun! Things can't stay sad all the time; life is boring that way! Come on, let's make the most of this and burn bright like the Sun!"

Dolly held up Becky, who immediately offered a haughty look. "What's with you, huh? How old are you, five?"

"Hmph! It doesn't matter how old I am. I just want you all to be as bright as the Sun! No more being glum, okay?"

"Ah hell yeah! Paintball is fucking awesome! There's no better way to blow off some steam, too!" Naruhiko exclaimed.

Shiho pumped her fist into the air. "He's right, we'll tackle this head on. It's like Annabelle said: it's just a game of paintball. So how bad could it be?"

A wide, malicious grin spread across Kurokuma's face. "Yuk yuk yuk. I'm glad you asked, mole girl! You see, while it's true it's a normal paintball game, the stakes will be dreadfully high."

Chloe raised a slender brow. "So what's the twist? Just spit it out already."

"Eager, are we? It's pretty simple. You'll all be split into three teams. Your objective will be to eliminate players by hitting them in what would be considered a vital area. Each of the suits have sensors that track vital or non-vital wounds. When you've been eliminated, your gear will let out an alert. Your goal is to eliminate the other two teams."

"What exactly happens to the two losing teams?" Kanade asked with a worried expression.

Kurokuma stifled a giggle. "That's the fun part. Each of your groups will have to put one person on the chopping block. Maybe you choose the person who served as deadweight, or maybe you take the opportunity to off the person you don't like. Either way, those two unlucky saps will be forced into a death game."

Maddie fidgeted with the glasses tucked in her pocket. "So, statistically speaking, thirty-three percent of those among us will be safe while the other sixty-six percent are at risk of death."

"N-No way. That's insane! There has to be a better choice than that!" Utano stammered pitifully.

"Don't you worry, fuckface. If you're not feeling confident in winning against another team, homicide is still an option. Kill someone before the game is complete and the motive will be negated!"

"Ridiculous. Even if one of us were to consider murder, how in the world could we possibly pull that off in a game of paintball?" Tomoko questioned.

The bear gestured over his shoulder. "What, you think that labyrinth behind me is just for show? There are three different entrances, one for each team. The lighting inside isn't that great and it's filled with numerous twists and turns. Oh, did I mention it's also littered with real weapons that will hurt more than paintballs?"

"Hey, Mister Kurokuma, sir, what if we all decide to just not shoot anyone? Then no one can win or lose, right?" Annabelle asked as she raised her hand.

"Bahaha! I like your spunk, kiddo, but I wouldn't leave this to chance. You'll all enter different sections of the labyrinth. At first, all the passages will be closed off until I officially begin the game. From that point on, you all will have ninety minutes to finish the game or kill someone. Otherwise, I'll subject you all to a death game!"

"You've gotta be joking! All of those options sound dreadful. How do we even determine what group we're in?" Churi asked as she chewed on her bottom lip.

A dark chuckle escaped the bear. "Whelp, admittedly, I thought about assigning groups, but what's more despair-inducing than watching you all clamor about as desperation sets in?"

"You're hoping to introduce chaos before the game even begins by forcing us to pick the teams. You hope it will turn us against one another," Lachlan pointed out.

The Ultimate Fashion Designer sighed. "As despicable as it is, I can't deny it's a brilliant tactic. By not choosing someone, we're effectively treating anyone outside of our team as an adversary."

Tiana cracked the air with her crop. "Enough! The last thing we need to do is give any of this any thought. We're not enemies. The true person behind our misfortune is the one pulling the strings. There is no reason to let pettiness come between us."

Haruto felt his lips twitch slightly as he nodded in agreement. "Tiana is absolutely right. We don't have any control over being stuck in this game, so let's just try our best to avoid getting caught amidst any drama."

"That's really easy to say for someone who's got friends. Tch, do you really think that makes someone like Dolls here feel any better? We know we'll be the fat kid on the playground who's last to get picked. Save your speech for someone who cares, meathead," Becky responded through Dolly's aid.

"BAHAHA! Now that's more like it. You've got a choice between the red, blue, and yellow teams. Time to pick your teams, and feel free to squabble beforehand. I enjoy some juicy drama. Oh, and make it quick, you've only got five minutes. When you're all done, head inside. I'll be waiting." Kurokuma howled in laughter as he waddled back towards the entrance of the labyrinth.

4:14 P.M Day Seven

Amusement Park

Paintball Maze (Red Entrance)

Annabelle practically bounced on her feet as she adjusted her red jersey. "Come on, you guys, we've gotta pick a really cool name!"

"Anna, remember this isn't just a game. The stakes are extremely high," Tiana responded as she affectionately tousled the girl's hair.

"I know that, Tia, but I don't wanna think about all of that junk! Come on, can't we have some sort of team name? Please?"

A faint chuckle escaped the Parental Figure as he pulled his helmet over his head. "A name, huh? How about the APS?"

Shiho tilted her head the side curiously as she strained to keep her jersey from riding up. "What's that supposed to stand for? The Awesome Person Squad?"

"Hah, I was thinking the Annabelle Protection Squad, actually." Haruto chuckled softly.

Kaizoku offered a wide grin as he scratched at the hair on his chin. "Yarr, I think I like that sound of that, matey. Let us do our best as a crew."

The Ultimate Knight offered a somber expression as she adjusted the jersey awkwardly across her armor. "I swear upon my honor as a knight of Novoselic that I will do my best. Though, I think it may be wise that we prepare ourselves for the worst case scenario, as to avoid any harm or undo stress. Allow me to volunteer, should we fail."

Annabelle blinked before she inched closer before grasping the Knight's tunic. "Hey, don't be jumping the gun, 'kay? Nothing like that is gonna happen."

Laris offered a tender expression as she raised a gauntlet to rest on the girl's cheek. "I'm not admitting defeat, M'lady. I just think it's important to have a plan in case things go wrong. As a knight, my job should be to protect others."

The Sailor frowned slightly as he took a stride forward. "Then defend them, and let a man with bloodied hands redeem himself."

"Guys, let's not assume the worst, alright?! We shouldn't be volunteering for something that horrible before we even start!" Shiho exclaimed.

Tiana offered a stern expression. "Shiho is right. We should be discussing our plan instead of who to sacrifice."

Haruto gripped at his jersey. "Of course, if we were to throw the game, it would mean one less person who would have to face a death game. If it comes to that, I would volunteer as well."

Laris planted her sword against the wall before shaking her head. "Absolutely not. Not only does Annabelle need you, but also everyone else M'lord."

"Yarr, and ye believe you're not needed, Captain? Don't be so quick to throw yourself overboard," Kaizoku responded. "As I said, I've done things I'm not proud of. If I end being the chosen one, it would give me comfort in knowing I could choose that fate."

"Lord Dokuro, you're not the only one with blood on his hands. If you wish to redeem yourself, then protect them. You deserve that chance more than I do."

"That be kind of you, Captain Nevermind, but something tells me a lot more innocent people rest on your shoulders than mine."

"So that means you can just throw yourself to the wolves, then? I didn't ask for that responsibility. No one should look to me as a protector. Please reconsider; I'm begging you."

"Nobody asks to be born, Captain, and there isn't much one gets from complaining about the cards we're dealt. I've been lucky, and have had it pretty easy in life, so let me do my part and pick up the slack if it comes to it. Just don't let the wee lass watch, should that be my fate."

"STOP! J-Just stop!" Annabelle cried. Her little arms trembled as she clutched the paintball gun against her chest. "No one's gonna die! I don't care what that bear says. If worse comes to worst, we'll survive his stupid death game."

Tiana rested a hand against her hip. "Anna's right. When you think about it, we all survived something like that just to get to this horrid place. If that's what it takes, we'll do the same again. However, I won't tolerate such depressing talk. That's what Kurokuma probably wants anyway."

The Ultimate Parental Figure found himself staring at Tiana fondly for a moment before rubbing the back of his head. "Heh, she makes a good point. No one said it would be easy, but there's no sense in throwing in the towel, right? We need to come up with a good strategy though."

"Huzzah! We'll just pounce 'em and put 'em on the run! They'll never see Shiho coming. Heh, though I guess I won't see them coming either," Shiho said as she playfully stuck out her tongue.

"A head-on assault may not be the wisest course. We don't know enough about what to expect in there. What say ye, Captain?" Kaizoku asked as he eyed the Knight.

Laris took a measured breath before looking between the group. "I know this might not be the most glorified tactic. My suggestion is simple: we avoid traversing deep into the labyrinth, set up a perimeter, and let the others make the first move. If we can let them fight one another, we can be at full strength when they reach our side."

"WOAH! You're like an expert on tactics, aren't you?!" Annabelle asked with stars in her eyes as she stared up at Laris.

"I-I wouldn't go that far, M'lady. It's just typical for someone in my position to receive military training. If everyone is agreeable, we can discuss formations once we get inside."

4:15 P.M Day Seven

Amusement Park

Paintball Maze (Blue Entrance)

Tomoko's gaze flitted around the small group that was huddled together. "Listen to me very carefully: I selected you all for a very specific reason. So long as you follow my instructions, I can guarantee our success."

"I don't recall putting you in charge. Why the hell should we listen to you, anyways?" the Journalist questioned.

"Because games of strategy are my domain. Look, if we fail to succeed, I realize my chances of avoiding nomination for the death game are incredibly slim. Thus, while I have no attachment to any of you, failure is not an option. If you wish to avoid having your head on the chopping block in the first place, you'll do as I say."

The Ultimate Plastic Surgeon sighed as he neatly folded his lab coat before reaching for his jersey. "While I find your demeanor lacking, I can't deny that you make for a logical leader."

"I'll second that notion. I have to admit, I am intrigued why you selected each of us," Sigmund mused as he propped against his crutch.

The Ultimate Mathematician offered a hesitant nod. "Y-Yes, I was kind of expecting to not get picked. I'm quite used to being in that position."

Chloe had removed her expensive coat, only to sport a simple black tank top that was covered by her blue jersey. She stared down at her nails with a somewhat bored expression. "I suspect she wants to use your mind rather than your body to give us an edge."

The Shogi Player allowed a slightly bemused expression. "Leave it to you to put that together. I picked you all with a purpose in mind. Chloe, you and Sigmund will serve as our frontal force. It will be your job to apply pressure. Lachlan, you will serve as our scout to track enemy movement. Soo Yeong, you will serve as our medic, should someone resort to using real weapons in the labyrinth. Maddie and I will serve as a rear guard and will use her mind for mathematics to lay traps."

"It sounds like you're proposing we divide our forces. Do you really think that's a wise idea?" Lachlan asked.

"Yes. While we may have less overwhelming force, we will rely instead on flanking our opponents and dividing them. If we leave our forces in one place, it may give us more strength, but it also places a single target on us. If we're overrun, we'd be eliminated instantly. So long as even one of us survives and is the last standing, that is the most important fact. That is the reason why I approached you, Chloe. Should we be pushed to the brink, I have the sense you'll be able to manage on your own."

The Fashion Designer offered a slight smirk. "So you don't like me, but even you realize a bad situation when you see it. Fine. If things go downhill, I assure you no one will be able to lay a hand on me."

Soo Yeong raised a slender brow. "You truly enjoy remaining an enigma, don't you, Miss Bellemort?"

A trill of laughter escaped the girl before she blew him a kiss. "Now, handsome, I can't give up all my secrets, can I? A girl has to leave a little to the imagination."

The Surgeon offered a slightly bemused expression as the slightest tint of pink dusted his pale complexion. "As you wish, then. I certainly won't complain about having an advantage."

The Investigative Journalist rolled his eyes. "Since no one is complaining, I guess your plan is as good as any. What do we make of the other teams?"

Sigmund adjusted his gun awkwardly. "Honestly, the red team seems like our greatest concern. I doubt they'll play recklessly. If it comes down to the wire, we should bank on them being the ones to worry about. Unfortunately, my expectations of the yellow team aren't high."

"You believe their odds of cooperation are low?" Maddie questioned as she eyed the Athlete.

"Not so much that, but rather they are comprised of people who weren't picked- most of whom aren't physically inclined or are extremely timid. I doubt Churi, Dolly, Utano, or Kanade will pose much of a threat. Naruhiko is more bold, but he's not exactly a rocket scientist. He's more likely to strike us head on. I suspect if we take him out, the rest will fall apart in a matter of moments. Honestly, I think Seikatsu is the only wild card," Sigmund mused.

Tomoko's brow furrowed together. "Whatever happens, do not underestimate that girl. She's not to be taken lightly. With that many personalities, there's no telling what we may be dealing with."

Chloe raised a brow curiously. "You almost sound unnerved. Did something happen?"

"Don't worry about it, just get ready to move. We're almost out of time," the Shogi Player responded curtly.

4:16 P.M Day Seven

Amusement Park

Paintball Maze (Yellow Entrance)

"Tch. I can't believe I'm stuck with you morons! Sheesh, talk about being the fat kid on the playground," Becky groused before Dolly covered her mouth to shush her. "P-Please don't take her words to heart. She's just upset that no one picked us."

Kanade bowed her head low. "They probably saw all of us as burdens. I guess I can't blame them, I wouldn't have picked me either."

Naruhiko let out a howl of laughter. "What's with all this whining shit?! We're gonna rock this fucking thing. Naruhiko Motherfucking Murai won't let you down."

The Ultimate Love Guru's face seemed to light up. "So does that mean you have a plan? A way for us to win?"

"Hah, of course I do!" the boy said as he thumbed his chest. "They're gonna be all sneaky and try to lay traps, but we aren't gonna give them the chance. We'll hit the ground running and we thrash 'em before they know what happens!"

Utano bit the inside of his cheek. "But what if they're expecting that? Besides, I'm not sure I even want to play this game. I don't want anything to happen to my friends."

"It's all right, everyone. There is nothing to fear should we win or lose. I gladly volunteer my life should it come to that. If it prevents any of you from being hurt, I'll make the sacrifice - as a hanged woman should - to preserve others. I won't… let… others suffer… instead of me," Seikatsu responded.

"Hey, knock that shit off!" Naruhiko said as he cracked his neck. "We're not gonna give that crap any thought, because we're gonna win this. Just follow my lead and we'll come out on top."

The Ventriloquist frowned. "But most of us aren't athletic. What kind of chance do we have?"

The Ultimate Composer bowed her head as she gently rubbed at her forearm. "She's right. I mean, we're the ones no one else wanted. It all just feels so hopeless."

"Don't get down, you guys! I mean, the groups could only pick six people, so I don't think anyone meant it as a slight. Besides, Naruhiko hasn't given us a reason to not count on him, right? So, let's go out and do our best!" Churi exclaimed as she thrust her hand into the air.

The Musician offered a wide grin. "Hell yeah! That's the spirit, Churi. After rocking everyone's faces, we're gonna paint the town red. Confidence is the key to just about everything, so let's tear this shit up. I won't let you down; you can count on that!"

Suddenly, a chiming sound echoed in the distance as the yellow door in front of them slid open revealing the entranceway of the labyrinth.

"O-Oh my, is it already time?" Utano stammered as he nearly dropped his paintball gun.

"You're damn right it is! It's time for us to kick ass and takes names!" the Rocker exclaimed as he strode towards the entrance with a swagger.

18 Survivors Remain

*AN* Phew and there's another chapter. I want to take a moment to say thank you to my betas : El Torro, BouncingFish, and Fee5h. You guys have helped me tremendously. Also I'd like to thank Pettypunk for helping me so much with some of these scenes. You all are great and I can't thank you enough!

Review Section:

bellatrixshine

I love how nervous I make people when it comes to ships being sunk. Though I guess I've earned a reputation haven't I? Lol

PettyPunk

Again thank you for your help Petty! I hope you enjoyed the end result!

BouncingFish

I've tried to give more people a time to shine in this fic. So I hope it's translating over well.

Blazerxz

I thought I would subvert expectations by having a performance go off without a hitch haha.

Trust Me I'm Me

Yeah I felt like it was time to jump forward a little bit. I mean hell if I went day by day between motives it would eventually become grating. Though I guess the fics would be even more massive haha.

TheRoseShadow21

I hope people aren't ready to skin me over these songs, but it's just fitting in the moment.

Raz The Giant

Well I've taken more care to have these kids become closer knit. I think it will make the despair even better when one of them dies.

Hail2UAgain

Yea I've been trying to slowly introduce more and more of Seikatsu's many personalities. It's just going to take a while Lol

Vulca

Yeah I thought it was nice to have Naruhiko/Kaizoku acting like a pair of teens and discussing what you might expect them to haha.

StoryProducer214

Maybe next chapter? Lol

SootyThunder

Funny enough I didn't plan for it to end up that way. It's just how the marbles landed. We just have a lot more sexually diverse cast.

Fee5H

Odds are stacked against her ? Lul that's such a Maddie thing to say!

Pokemanallstar

Well we've made it through another chapter without a death! Can we survive another? Find out next time!

ThePLOThand

No I wouldn't say it's weird. Though I don't think I would compare Soo Yeong to be unsettling like Kiyo. If anything he's meant to be far more charming.

doomqwer

But of course...