Chapter three

Tyson wasn't going to attack them. He was simple running away from what he's done. Tyson had just become a murderer. Being honest, he thought that Kai would have murdered at least one person before he murdered someone. The shock of his own actions caused himself struggling to keep his sanity alive. Thank god for Kai, he thought to himself.

Thinking it over carefully, Tyson knew that he would have died; if he hadn't of killed Soledad. The murder was a self-defence. If he or Kai died in the game apart, then the whole strategy will collapse.

Tyson turned around viciously, he had only just noticed that his boyfriend, Kai hadn't catched up with him. This would have been the third and fourth person to die since the game started, and the death toll was only going to rise. However, all that could come to mind for Tyson was where was Kai.

His heart was starting to beat faster. He buried his face in his hands, whilst his heartbeat thumped harder and all the thoughts of his surroundings had vanished into think air as his thoughts had invaded him.

He remembered his most intense battle ever. Grass pushed away from the roots of the ground. The crowds, that surrounded Kai and Tyson started to back off in fear. The scenario was dangerous; the experience nearly killed them both. The flashback then fast forwarded to the vicious battle and returned to the scene of a young woman lying dead in between the battlefield. Her clothes were torn apart and blood leaked from her blood soaked clothes. Her body looked as if she had fallen into an eternal sleep. Fool, why did she stop the battle?

Tyson forced himself to return to his senses. He crawled to the dead girl's bag pack whilst his own bag dragged by his arm. He took out a Katana blade, finely protected in a wooden case. Tyson slid the item into his own bag along with the bat. He was disappointed with the second bag. The weapon was a coat hanger, the thought made him laugh. The thought of someone being killed by a coat hanger made him laugh manically. He tossed the coat hanger away, since it was useless. He instead picked up all the food and drink from both bags and placed them into his own bag. Once satisfied with what he stole, he got himself up and decided to look for Kai.

Meanwhile, not so far away, Boy 12, Brock was following Kai suspiciously. The bluenette tried to ignore him. Kai tried in all different directions to stop the coloured boy from following him. Kai found himself near the side of the beach, where the sea flowed in and out peacefully. Kai viciously stared at Brock hoping the glare was enough to make him run.

"You're rather quiet!" Brock spat, jeering at Kai. Kai remained silent whilst thinking about a plan to escape from Brock. The way Brock walked around had intimidated him. At the same time it angered Kai. Kai ignored him and decided the sea looked far more interesting than Brock's words. "You and Tyson are Simon's agents aren't you?" Brock asked his voice was louder and sharper. "You two aren't really gay, it's an act! An act for sympathy so you'd look cool, you two make me sick!" Brock roared loudly, Kai had decided not to pay attention to Brock's anger just now. Instead he'd wait till he was about to attack. "ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?" Brock screamed out pulled Kai backward with his white scarf.

Kai threw his arm and shot his fist into Brock's face. Brock fell back onto the floor as his head landed on rocks, which caused his head to hurt. Brock yelled in pain as he got back to his feet. Brock shuddered looking at Kai's fierce appearance. Brock decided the wise idea would be to run away from Kai. Kai already had his Colt Python aimed to his chest. Brock faced his back at Kai and decided to run.

Kai decided to chase him. He had the guts to say that Tyson and him were faking their love. Claiming what they had in their strong relationship was all a lie and an act for the sympathy and support; how dare he say that, the thought made him sick with anger? Kai's blood began to boil as he began chasing Brock running so fast he was the wind.

Brock was running up by the hill, screaming whilst hearing the trigger from Kai's weapon. Brock rushed up and climbed onto the higher and stepper hills. His fast and panicking movements made him go fast faster and easier. As soon as Brock was able to run again he started jogging quite near the edge of the cliffs. Kai was still trying to shoot to kill Brock for what he referred to him and his relationship.

Kai knew that his accuracy was excellent, but why wasn't Brock being harmed from the shots. Kai realised that Brock was wearing a bullet-proof vest and decided it wouldn't be worth wasting any more bullets on him; he would save them for a more worthy enemy. Kai found himself fortunate, to see Tyson waving his arms at him. Kai smiled to himself, then quickly tried to catch up with Brock, he was about two feet from him as the three of them got closer Brock ended up bashing into Tyson onto the floor. Tyson then rolled Brock onto the floor and ceased him in a headlock.

"This guy's gone nuts!" Tyson panted.
"I know," Kai replied, "make his head face me." He requested, "I wanna kill him!" Tyson wheeled Brock's face over to where Kai can see it. "Now you two stay right were you are..." Kai aimed his colt python to the top of Brock's hair. Kai held an evil grin. Tyson couldn't help but smile with Kai, something about Kai's grin made him look sexy and far more attractive. Kai pulled the trigger without any remorse or even care about the fate of the coloured lad. He said that he was fake love, without even knowing their character.

Boy 12, Brock dead
18 boys left. 17 girls left

"Kai, I think that was a bit mean." Tyson pointed out honestly. Whilst tossing Brock to the side and standing up carrying his bag.
"This is a two men show!" Kai announced. "The guy got what he deserved for saying that we were fake. Anyway he's got a bulletproof vest. The reason why I didn't kick his ass ages ago."
"How come we didn't get a bullet proof vest?" Tyson asked in jealously.
"Cause that was his weapon," Kai replied marching to Brock's body. Tyson handed over the sharp knife over to Kai. With the knife, Kai tore apart Brock's Jacket and shirt only to prove he was right, he did have a bulletproof vest. After ripping off the rest of Brock's clothes, Kai removed the bulletproof vest from the fresh corpse and carried it in his own bag. "Poor bastard," Kai muttered. "Like I said, this is a two men show; you and me, Tyson do you understand?"

"I do," Tyson nodded grabbing onto Kai. "Cause I feel the same way!"
"Good." Kai smirked wrapping his arms around Tyson. "We better get out of here before we end on someone's slaughter list." Kai realised that Tyson's bad looked a lot heavier than usual and saw something besides the bat. "What have you got in your bag Tyson?" Kai asked suspiciously.
"Same as you!"
"Oh really," Kai replied raising an eyebrow. "Don't tell me you've added more to your killing spree."
"Huh! No!" Tyson shouted. "Zoey took Dawn with her and they jumped off the cliff." Tyson told Kai, "I just took their weapons and food, since they wouldn't need it. I stole that black dude's food is well!"
"How did you know the girl's names?"
"Dawn was the first girl out," Tyson answered, "Zoey was out before me."
"You've finally started paying attention for once." Kai praised sarcastically.
"I do pay attention!" Tyson replied. "You know Kai..." he said changing the subject rather quickly. "This is supposed to be a game of death." Tyson pointed out. "Some people get scared, crazy, some become killing machines and I don't feel scared at all. Maybe if I was in battle royale with my friends, then maybe I would be scared. It's weird." Tyson stared at Kai. "Don't you think it's weird?"

"Not really," Kai replied. "We don't know anybody, so it feels quite easy to slaughter them without any remorse. Since we don't know them, we don't feel as sympathetic as others would be. You're the only person I'm attached to. So weather we live or die, I really don't even care anymore as long as we die together. So it's best not to make friends with anyone on here. We've gotta stick together and beat this game."

"I hate how they made it only one boy and one girl to live." Tyson pointed out. "I mean, how made that stupid rule. Why couldn't they have two survivors?"
"Cause the person who made that new rule is a Idiot." Kai confirmed. "We need to find somewhere quiet, I'm getting tired."
"Me too," Tyson yawned leaning onto Kai's shoulder. "I'm exhausted."

"I can tell," Kai replied stroking his cheek. So boys 4 and five quietly walked down the hill and aiming for the cave near the beach. The area where Kai lead Brock to his final minutes of his life still remained tragic. Tyson's eyes became weary, dry and tired he began leaning on Kai as his legs become lazy and too weak to walk. His eyes were already closed and he was in no mood to open them. It didn't take long for Kai to notice this either. There wasn't anything he could really do about it either. Kai grabbed Tyson by the foot and carried him in his arms. It would have been better than for Tyson to faint on the spot.

Kai heard whispers in the tiny hut near the beach; he decided that it would be far too dangerous to enter so instead he carried Tyson over to the small cave. It wouldn't have been as comfortable as a small hut, but it would do until the sun rose.

End of chapter three