Chappie!

Disclaimer: Sorry world. I only own Lucindre.

Rachel's POV

Of course, I land on my face. Jesse is next to me, groaning in pain. Quinn and Puck are face down on the floor next to us. I groaned quietly, my arm numb now. My hat had disappeared, strangely. I looked around curiously. Something seemed… off. Something's wrong. I clambered to my feet quickly. Jesse stood up and looked at me. "What is it Rachel?" He looked around nervously. Despite him being two years older, he looked more terrified than I felt. His blue eyes flicked around, almost as if there was a fly that was bothering him.

"It just… feels wrong." Quinn looked up at me and nodded. Her honey blonde hair bobbed up and down.

"It does." Jesse and Puck nodded. We were all on our feet. This didn't feel right. Quinn tucked her hair behind her ear; a sign that she was nervous. I had seen her do it dozens of times since I met her. I walked over to the door we had come in through and pushed on it lightly. It opened without a squeak. I looked nervously at Jesse. He shrugged. I grabbed for his hand. He squeezed it tightly and pulled me toward him.

"Maybe we should leave. I don't hear the hail anymore." The others agreed with me. I edged out of the room slowly and headed back into the main arcade.

Hm. Weird. All the machines were on, as I last recalled…

Jesse's POV

Rachel looked confused, and for the record, so was I. Unless someone was in here while we were underground, then the machines must've turned off by themselves. Which I know was impossible. Rachel grabbed my hand. She was shaking. I rubbed her arms and tried to calm her down. I had never seen Rachel this nervous. Not at Regionals, not when she had to free wing Sectionals. Never had I seen her looked this bad.

We walked outside and gasped. This wasn't right…

Quinn's POV

I put my hand to my mouth in surprise. Where were we? This wasn't New York. We were somewhere completely different. The light here was strange, almost as if we were in a giant glow in the dark playhouse. Except a playhouse that towering skyscrapers. And no moon or stars. Lines of bright light ran through the city. Rachel whimpered pitifully. I clung tighter to Puck's arm. He was trembling just as bad as the rest of us. We walked out slowly into the street. It was quiet. Almost too quiet. The boys let go of us and walked ahead a little. Rachel and I stood a little behind. She was quaking. "It's okay Rachel," I said, trying to calm her down.

"It's not that..." She was cut off by the sound of blades whirling. We both looked up. Some kind of thing was about to land right next to Puck and Jesse. I screamed. My eyes widened in fear.
"Puck!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

"Jesse!" Rachel yelled at the same time. Both of them turned and looked at us. They saw the whatever-it-was descending and tried to run back to us. Jesse cried out as he almost fell. The floor had started to sink and strand the two on an island-type thing. Jesse looked directly at Rachel.

"Run," he mouthed.

Jesse's POV

Rachel looked at me. Took a step forward. I shook my head at her, trying to tell her to run, that Puck and I will be okay. Quinn grabbed her arm and tugged on it. Rachel wiped at her eyes. She wouldn't move. Quinn kept pulling on her arm. Rachel's head drooped down. Her dark brown hair obscured her face, her beautiful face. Then she made eye contact with me one more time. Grabbed Quinn's hands. And ran away. I put my head down sadly. Then looked up, then back down.

I sighed and turned to Puck. "This could get interesting."

Rachel's POV

Tears clouded my eyes. Quinn pulled on my arm again. Her hazel eyes were swimming with tears. "We have to go," she choked out. "Jesse said to run." I nodded and my head drooped down. Quinn and I grabbed hands, and we ran. I heard the sound of blades chopping the air and I pushed myself, faster, harder, quicker than ever. I was afraid that if we slowed down, we'd end up taken like Puck and Jesse, poor Jesse. My heart broke.

I pulled the two of us into an alley and panted. I was completely out of breath. Quinn was still crying. I put my arms around her and hugged her tight. Quinn sobbed hysterically.

"Where do you think they took them?" Quinn wiped her eyes sadly and looked up at me.

"I can answer that." Someone stepped out of the darkness in the back of the alley. I looked carefully. It was a girl. She had long blonde hair, brown eyes, and very pale skin. The glowing lines on her black outfit were pure white.

I gulped. "Who are you? What do you want?" My voice trembled, which made me know that I truly was scared. Last time my voice had trembled like this, I was telling Jesse to crack a dead baby chick egg on my forehead after Vocal Adrenaline had egged me in the McKinley parking lot. The girl looked at me curiously.

"My name is Lucindre. Luce or Dre for short. I saw your friends get taken. The guards are taking them to the Games." I frowned at her. What was she saying to us?

"Games? Which means… what?" She frowned at us.

"You know... The Games. Most likely the Disc Arena." Quinn shook her head confusedly.

"We have no idea what you're talking about! One second we're hiding from hail in the arcade, the next second we're hiding in an alleyway, our boyfriends taken somewhere!" Quinn sounded like the head Cheerio again.

Lucindre frowned. Then a look of realization came upon her face. Almost like in Wicked, when Glinda realizes Elphaba is going to die and they sing For Good. Except there's no show choir here. Her voice came out small. "You mean… You must be Users." I frowned. My hair had fallen out of the slick ponytail from earlier. It was flying everywhere.

"Pardon moi?" I frowned. What was a User?

"You aren't a Basic. Or an ISO. You're from the real world." I nodded.

"Where else would we be from?" Lucindre bit her lip and made a slight motion with her head.

"Come with me." She looked around warily. "We'll get you suited up and we'll stage a jailbreak for your friends." I looked at Quinn carefully. She caught my eye. She had the same look in her eyes that I had seen when she had become head Cheerio again. The determination and stubbornness to prove she could do this. I nodded at Lucindre.

"Let's go then."

Jesse's POV

I hoped to God Rachel had gotten away safely. Puck and I were standing next to each other. I couldn't look down though; the floor was transparent. Puck looked over at me.

"Where do you think we're going?" he asked quietly. I shrugged. "I hope Rachel and Quinn got away."

"My thoughts exactly." I was hoping maybe someone had found them, and was going to help them out. The darn vehicle landed and another of those guard guys started to come up to us. He stopped in front of me. I decided to speak up. "Hey, I know this might be something you hear a lot, but this is all a mistake. Really." The guy ignored me and said one word.

"Games." I frowned. Games? What is this? "Games." Puck had gotten the same pronouncement. He grimaced over at me as we got man-handled by the other guards and dragged over to separate platforms. I saw another guy who had been told to go to the Games. He screamed and broke away from the guards.

"Derez me! Derez me! I will not go!" I heard him scream. I frowned. Derez? Then the guy jumped into a hole with swiveling blades. The man was dashed to little pieces. That wasn't…. That wasn't normal.

Where were we?

Quinn's POV

Lucindre led us to a barrack on the edge of the town. I could see the rocks rising up from the ground outside of this city. She had explained to us that we were in something called the Grid. In here, there were programs. Rachel and I were slightly scared.

Lucindre kept talking while she helped suit us up. I had to admit, the outfits totally made me feel confident about myself. I guess all those laps before Cheerios practice paid off. I had glowing white lines on my suit. Rachel had brilliant blue glowing lines on hers.

Rachel had pulled her dark brown hair back into a high ponytail. I started to laugh. She frowned. "What?"

I smirked. "You look like a Cheerio, with your hair like that." Her eyes widened, but she shrugged. I pulled my hair back myself. Lucindre pulled out a hexagonal glowing thing, and it expanded into a map. She pointed at several areas and planned something out. She smiled at us.

"I hope you two know how to drive." I looked at Rachel and nodded. She smiled at me.

Jesse's POV

The door opened in front of me. A pool of light flooded in. I walked forward through the door. I ended up in a glass box. I could see other differently colored people in the other boxes. We were in some kind of circle. I couldn't see Puck though. The circle of cells rose up and I heard the roar of applause. My box moved and paired up with another's. They were in a black and purple suit, in comparison to me in green.

I frowned. What was I supposed to do? The other person reached behind them and pulled off the disk on their back. I had one on too. The other person dropped into a fighting stance. That's when it hit me.

I needed to fight. I pulled my own disk off of my back. The other guy in purple flicked the disk at me. I hit the deck to dodge it. I saw Purple catch his disk again and prepare to strike again. I clambered to my feet, faster than when Shelby used to yell at me for taking a break, and threw my disk directly at Purple's head.

I hated the thought of maybe hurting someone. But Purple deflected the disk and I caught it. I dodged faster and faster. Finally I got fed up with this and just threw my disk against the wall. It rebounded and went… Wait. It went through Purple and he fell apart into little cubes. I gasped, catching my disk.

This was a game of life or death.

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