Battle Royale Chapter five

6AM Report

Loud music was enough to awaken Ash and May from their sleep. May walked out from the hut and Ash had quickly followed her. May huffed; she was hoping that this Battle Royale was all a dream. The reality was cruel, and the bloody game was real. "What's wrong May?" Ash asked her.

"I was just hoping this was a nightmare," May confessed. "I feel gutted that this game is real. " May wiped away a tear that had been falling from her eyes. Ash tapped May's shoulder and took her hand.

"Come on May," Ash smiled with weary eyes, "Let's move somewhere else."

"It's 6AM!" the voice of Simon had raged through the island's microphones. "Time to wake up! Now don't be lazy!" He called through his microphone. "Let's go through the dead people; in order of their deaths "

"Here we go," May whispered nervously. Ash managed to hear her.

"Boy 16, Harvey, Girl 9, Soledad, Girl one, Dawn along with Girl three, Zoey. Boy 12, Brock and finally Boy 2, Tracey. This makes a total of six deaths."

"NO!" Ash snapped as he violently dropped to his knees and arms to the floor. "Why?" He whimpered, "Misty…. Dawn…. Brock … Tracey…. they're all dead." May looked down on Ash and joined him, to mourn. She too, had lost so many good friends already. Drew was the reason why she thrived harder for her goals and she had high respect for Harley and Soledad. The fear had got to Soledad, which was maybe the reason why she killed Harley. Even though Misty died before the game started, at least she died for standing up for injustice. Vengeance leaked into May's head. She had to avenge them, as they needed to be avenged. May had an idea, if Battle Royale failed by enabling more than one boy and girl surviving, then murder Simon in the process, it could work.

"Ash," May whispered burring her face into Ash's hair. "We gotta avenge them."

"Get your maps ready!" Simon continued through the microphone. " Here are the danger zones, from nine o'clock A6 and B9 and at midday C2 and E9!" There was a long pause in Simon's voice. "It's hard watching your friends die like this, I know. Just keep fighting. Next update midday today."

Ash slowly stood up and he started looking very pissed off. "You're right May!" He whispered. "We gotta avenge them, we've gotta survive!" They both looked at the map, as May marked the danger zones on both her and Ash's map. May was aware that they were currently into a future danger zone; they were in Zone A6.

"We better make our move soon," May pointed out to Ash, wrapping her arm around him. "This is going to be the next danger zone."

Ash sighed heavily, the expression on his face was bitter, distraught and distress. "They say revenge is sweet." Ash whispered bitterly. "We'll make our revenge short and sweet. So anyway let's move on." Ash dragged May with his hand. "Get your weapon ready," he advised May, in a serious tone. "Anyone can come and kill us!"
"If you want me to!" May replied in a slightly scared tone. She released her shiny sharp sickle from the bag, and placed it into her hand.

"You seem scared," Ash announced to her, "Is it me?"

"No," May replied. "It's got nothing to do with you."

"That's good," Ash smiled faintly. A sudden sound of fire rushed into their ears. Ash's feet dropped to the floor without warning. May screeched as she jumped down with him.

May opened her eyes. She tapped Ash's back violently. "You ok Ash?"

"Yeah," Ash replied. "I'm absolutely fine, just the bullet sound shocked me!" May gave a huge breath of pure relief. She thought that Ash was harmed. Ash crawled on his knees. "Help me get up." May grabbed onto Ash's arms and pulled him up. Ash ended up falling onto May's chest. May became fixed into Ash, something about him, gave her an urge to look after him.

They both crept up on the hill. As they did, someone charged at May like a flash of light. She was fortunate enough to have dodged the attacker with Ash besides her. Once getting a quick glance, she realised the attacker was male, wearing a posh green costume. His mask concealed his face, though his light brown hair was visible. Ash had a quick guess who the assailant was; the guy's name was Kenny, one of Dawn's friends.

"KENNY!" Ash called. "Is that you?"

"Yes!" Kenny snapped back. "Dawn's dead isn't she? Who killed her? WHO KILLED HER? WAS IT ON OF YOU!" Kenny roared to the top of his voice. Yelling in anger. The anger freaked May out.

"NO IT WASN'T!" May screamed back. "I've been with Ash all this time!"

"Really?" Kenny asked. "So you two murdered Dawn together."

"That's not true!" Ash replied. "Our weapon's aren't even that good."

"Liars," Kenny muttered. "I heard Zoey's screaming voice. That lesbian bitch! I loved Dawn and she stole her away from me."

"I know you're upset over Dawn…" Ash announced, trying to calm Kenny down. "I miss her too. She had a great personality and she's a great friend." Eventually, Kenny bursted into tears like a bomb that had just exploded without any warning. They were people just like them. Others who mourned over the death of their friends and wished they could come back.

"Didn't you hear Zoey's last words?" Kenny whispered. "Zoey screamed I love you Dawn. I wish those were my last words, because I love you Dawn."

May and Ash spotted a tall young woman emerge from the trees behind him. Holding a crossbow in her hand and aiming at Kenny. "Kenny Behind you!" May told Kenny. However, it was too late. The arrow sparked from the crossbow and directly aimed to his head. Kenny's face appeared dazed and lost. A drip of blood poured from his mouth. For some reason he was happy. He fell horizontally to the floor at peace. No more suffering and no more pain for him. Meanwhile the fear lived on for the vulnerable Ash and May.

The tall woman giggled endlessly. "I've just killed someone!" She smiled unjustified. "Hey Ash," The female assassin smiled. "It's me Molly Hale."

"I know it's you Molly," Ash replied. "But why did you kill him?"

"It's kill or be killed." Molly reminded them." Only one boy and girl can survive" she giggled. "I was hoping to help to survive with you." She aimed her crossbow at May with a look of envy. "This means goodbye to this other girl."

"NO!" May shouted as she tightly shut her eyes and ran behind Ash.

BANG

Molly screamed loudly and she fell on the floor, wailing in agony. "Why?" Molly cried. "Why did it have to be this way?" Ash and May turned around to see a young man above them, holding a colt python in his hand. His face remained fierce and dangerous. May noticed it was one of the beybladers. The one with the blue stripes and the white scarf, also the one who Ash thought was Indian.

They both watched Kai walk over to the screaming and crying Molly. Ash and May heard Molly scream out apologies and her begging for forgiveness. Kai simply pointed the gun at her face. Molly was in so much pain, she couldn't move. She was defenceless and helpless. The trigger had been pulled. Both Ash and May froze to the spot and watched Molly die. Kai looked down on the dead girl and just as he was about to walk away he looked over at Ash and May. He had the eyes of a murderer. However, he decided to walk away from them.

"Why?" May asked Kai, trying to engage a conversation with him. "Why did you do it? It's not fair."

Kai stopped walking. The male bluenette faced her with an aggressive face. "Life isn't fair," Kai snapped as his scarf flew around his head, "get over it." Kai pushed his scarf forwards to cover his jaw and he took steps away from them.

"Not a good enough excuse!" May exclaimed. "How can I get over it? MY FRIENDS ARE DYING!"

"May!" Ash mumbled holding on to her shoulder. In his mind he was praying for her not to end up like Misty, Dawn and Brock.

"FINE WALK AWAY FROM US!" May snapped at Kai angrily. "YOU EVIL COLD HEARTED KILLER!"

"I'm doing society a favour by getting rid of idiots like you!" Kai replied harshly.

"Kai," A deep voice broke out, disturbing the debate. "There you are!" Kai, Ash and May all turned their faces on the teen walking down. The other beyblader, Tyson was dashing over to Kai.

"YOU EVIL BASTARD!" Ash snapped staring at Kai, starting to become annoyed. He felt his blood boil and erupt violently. He felt the redness of his face show anger and hatred. If only he had the weapon. Ash started looking at Tyson. "How can you love someone so evil?"

"He's not really evil," Tyson announced wrapping his arms around the bluenette as well as his face against his cheek. "He's a softie really!"

End of chapter five