Chapter Nine

The Entity

The madness was spreading among the other players, perfect. The master was getting what he had expected, a mass descurtion of the country. Shortly after this one, the game will restart, only elsewhere in the world, and will be lead by the winner of this game, which Tokage had hoped to be himself.

"Once that pathetic boy kills the Earl, all that'll be left is the doctor and Eyria." Tokage mumbled to himself, lying on the ground bounded by chains of cold. The master had binded him, so he wouldn't get ahead of himself, and destroy everyone without giving them a chance.

"Come on, these chains are nothing. Break free, and let's kill everyone!" The voices were taunting him, but he had to ignore them. It was indeed true that he could break out of the chains, but he didn't want to disobey his master's orders.

"No, I can't." Tokage grumbled, lying his head back down on the ground, and awaited for something to happen.

"You look so glum. I thought you we're enjoying this?" the master's voice came, not far from Tokage's resting body. He didn't bother to lift his head, then again he couldn't, since now his master was resting his boot on his skull.

"Oh, a good part of the game. We're going to lose another player." he said, giving Tokage a bit slight feeling of fear.

Cain didn't know whether to be nervous of excited. He was staring at a friend he had just seen murdered, but how could he be standing? Who cares! Just kill him now! Cain's mind was filled with confusion, expect for one fact. If he didn't act now, this boy might just kill him.

"Why do you hesitate." the voices echoed into his brain. "Just pull the trigger."

"No! I can't! Something isn't right here!" Cain shouted, dropping his gun to the ground. Eyria's head notioned torward the revolver, but he held his hold.

"I'll give you a mintue to retrieve your gun, before I fire." his voice was so calm in Cain's ear, or was he wrong? What was to be thought of at this very moment? Should he freeze, and let his opponent have his way, or flee the scene as quickly as possible, and get to safety? None of the options came into Cain's mind, expect one.

With swift movements, he reached down and grabbed his revoler, to fast to be seen by the untrained eye. Spinning the barrel, and pulling the hammer, Cain placed his fingers on the trigger, and aimed it at Eyria.

"So, this is your decision," he whispered, his attitude changing towards Cain. "Very well, but I apologize it had to end this way." Cain's brain made him see everything in slow motion, as Eyria's tiny finger, pulled back his trigger, but Cain reacted the same. He had pulled it.

"Everyone is to far out of my reach." Jizabel grumbled outloud to himself, contining to run through the thickets. He hasn't seen any of the other players, since he had burned the body of his used to be friend. However, his attention was re-directed, when he had heard a gun shot, in the far off distance.

"Yes, blood spill!" the voices cheered inside his head. Turning around immetdatly, Jizabel followed his ear, in trying to find the location of the previous gun shot.

"This running is endless. No matter how far I go, it seems, I make no progress." Jizabel thought to himself, quicken his steps. It was true on his thoughts. This city of the dead seemed to drag on forever, when actually, you were just passing a massive grave yard. Jizabel was only redirected, when the second gun shot had gone off.

"There!" he growled, turning around and dashing in the new direction.

"Well well." a voice croaked, making the night lose it's silence. "It seems we now have two dead players." The strange man tighten his grip on Tokage's chain, making it harder for him to breathe.

"Oh, please, release me." he mumbled, a little louder than he had expected.

"WHAT!" the stranger yelled, smacking Tokage across his white pale face. "You don't give me orders! I order you around! You hear me! If you wish to be freed, you shall do everything I tell you!" Tokage was panting, trying to catch his breath to utter something back, but he figured, that would be a bad idea. If he had said anything else to this man, he might just lose his head.

"Please lord..." Tokage prayed in his mind, "Help me. End this game of murder, help me be free!"

Jizabel came running through the brush, but he had appeared at the wrong time.

"Damn it! I'm too late." he grumbled, kicking the corpse lying next to his feet. "How shameless. The murderer didn't even leave his weapon alone." Jizabel flipped his hair, and scanned the area around him, in search for the killer.

"He's on the move Jizabel!" his voices said, "We must hunt them, before we are hunted!"

"Agreed." Jizabel said, leaving the scene of the crime, and chasing after the survior.

"It's still a shame." Jizabel thought, "That I couldn't kill you...Cain"

The night had fallen silent again, and now he was regretting what he had done.

"Why aren't you happy Eyria?" the voices creaked inside his ears. "You have a higher score than the other players. You're doing good."

"NO!" he shouted, gripping his revoler in his small hand. "This isn't what I wanted! Killing is wrong!" Eyria was losing his mind. Everything didn't seem right to him. Murder was the wrong thing to do, if you wanted something bad enough. Wouldn't life just be easier if it all ended now. Eyria's feelings had changed at that thought, and so did the voices.

"NO! Don't you dare pull that trigger! We have to win, to achieve your goal, IAN!" His conscience believed by calling him his real name, he'd listen, but that wasn't very successful. Eyria lifted the gun up and aimed it at his small beating heart.

"I only wanted my brother back, the way things used to be, not the way they are." Eyria sobbed, spinning the revoler to sooth his pain. "Please God, grant my wish, and help Isaiah through this mess." Almost seconds after his last words, his last breath had left his small frame, forever.

"Ugh! Again!" Jizabel screamed, finding the next corpse lying next close to the riverside.

"Well, we now have a better advantage." his voices whispered, "We are the only ones left." Jizabel's smirk grew on his face, thinking of his current situation.

"You're right. That means.." Jizabel stared up into the moonlight, cupped his hands over his mouth, and shouted.

"HEAR THAT! I WON!" As he laughed with enjoymeant, he hadn't noticed the small torando of the dead swirling around the creature that had approached behind him, holding a chain, choking the life out of the poreclien boy, which he called his servant.

"Congratulations, Jizabel." The man spoke, his voice wicked and dark, the feelings that Jizabel felt, when he had noticed his prescence.

Author's Note: AGAIN! Really sorry. Writing stories is getting harder, with me reading manga and drawing pictures, and getting ideas for new stories. I might have to end this one short, so maybe soon. I really hope people are enjoying this, as much as I am. I really like this one, no matter how big of a crossover it may seem. So who is this mysterious stranger, and how will this game end? Wait and see in Chapter Ten!