Instead of going right to the second door the next day, I lazed around for a bit. I was starting to feel a bit more relaxed now that I knew I could take him. Well...for a while at least. I had gotten the upper hand for a small bit yesterday, but then he kissed it right back. My cheeks heated up at the thought and I picked at the shiny key that I was toying with. I needed to get over this crush even if he did apparently feel the same way. Very apparently. The melting pot in my stomach was turning out to be a bitch. It felt like I had swallowed hot lava and a little elf was stirring it up. I wanted to kill that elf.
Great, I was starting to think there was a little elf in my stomach. I needed help. Bad. Was it possible for crazy to rub off on you?
"Beth, are you going to laze around all day or actually do something productive?" I groaned and rolled over on my bed.
"You sound like my mother!" I yelled back.
"What?" I snorted derisively, not knowing his voice could get that high pitched. As much as I hated to admit it he was right. The third day here, a bunch of challenges to do and I was lying around as if I was on vacation. But I wasn't just sitting there, no. I was planning my revenge. Nobody makes me look like a fool and gets away with it! But how to get him back...
"Can I call Harley?Or Ivy?" I hadn't officially met Ivy, but for what kind of revenge I had in mind she was the best candidate.
"I might allow visiting hours after you finish the challenge." Ugh, him and his snide comments were going to get a slap in the face, but this time I wasn't going to be touching him. At all.
"Fine!' I snapped.
When I unlocked the first door it was anticlimactic, the second however made my body numb. Moving blades as big as my body were actively spiraling around in an open pit underneath a single string of wire strung ten feet above them. There was no way I could make that! I glared at the glimmering knife wheels, sharp enough to be slicing the air around them with a sheek WHOOSH. On the opposite side of the dimly lit room there was three question marks glowing a menacing neon green.
"I thought you said no physical harm" I shrieked, knowing he would hear me. And sure enough a loudspeaker switched on.
"Yeah, about that..I lied." and it went back off.
Lying was just as bad as cheating! If he got to lie I got to cheat. The door to my room was still cracked and I rushed in, looking around for my bag. Whoever had gotten my stuff for me I hoped they had packed-yes! They must have known my hobbies! Normally I would have been creeped out if someone had guessed exactly what I needed, but at the moment I was just grateful. I gave my whip an experimental crack and grinned at the noise. To hell with only two lessons! I was gonna go Indiana Jones on his ass! Before the crack could alert him to my weapon I rushed into the room and calculated the distance.
The room itself was huge, I estimated about twenty square feet all around but the wire stretched across the whole of it. The lip I was standing on before the "pit of death" was raised about five feet from the blades, and since the wire was ten feet above the pit, I could reach it easily if I jumped. But with my balance, I couldn't make it the whole way. I could flip around like a freaking five year old on the jungle gym but I would walk into walls if I wasn't paying attention. My whip was about eight feet, so I only needed to crawl across most of the wire. Common sense told me those glowing question marks should be hit, they weren't there to be pretty.
I jumped onto the wire and made my way across, crawling like a koala bear. At one point my foot slipped and I swear I had a small heart attack. when I was about two thirds the way across I looked down and closed my eyes. I needed to hit those marks and I needed to hit them now, I was afraid of heights. Taking a deep breath, I slid my whip from across my waist and positioned it, thinking out the distance. Three of them...I lashed out and missed.
My whip got jerked up quickly before the blades could chew it up and I wrinkled my forehead. I hummed Indiana Jones theme through my head as I took another try. On the second try I skimmed the top of one. Apparently all that it needed, the light went out with a loud pop. As soon as the light went off, the first row of blades shut down and sunk into the floor leaving a perfectly clear spot to walk over. Biting by tongue, I looked down and saw two of the three wheels still chopping loudly against each other. I snapped my wrist again and quickly got the hang of where the hip landed each time. The last two lights shut down after many more tries. I dropped down to the now clear floor and just sat there panting like a dog. I had been tensing up all my muscles for what seemed like fifteen minutes straight and my arms felt like jelly. I sheen of sweat coated my forehead but I didn't move to wipe it off for a few moments. None of my appendages were ready for that.
I took a few deep breaths and hoisted myself onto the lip. These tests were going to be the death of me if the rest were like this one! There is was, the damned key. Glistening innocently in the dim light.
Huffing, I grabbed it up and dragged myself off the floor, into my room and onto the bed. Where the hell did one get a massage around here?
"Give me the whip." I craned my head to see the villain of the hour standing in the doorway, his expression unreadable.
"Like hell that's gonna happen boy. Its the only ally I've got in here."
"But it's cheating!" He whined.
"Your cheating! It's like you don't want me to pass these!" He shifted his feet awkwardly in place with a sheepish look.
"You really don't. But I'm going to." my eyes narrowed as I started stalking towards him. "You may hit me with everything you have, keep pushing me until I'm hanging off the cliff by a pinky," my voice started to rise dramatically as it should have with the speech I was drawing out "but I will get out of this mess of traps with flying colors and when you unlock that door to give me back to the free world of goddam justice, you will know that I am better than The Riddler!" What had made me get up in his face all the sudden I had no clue, but the fact I had actually hissed all of that like a mad cat made him draw back a little.
"And they say I'm melodramatic" I heard him mutter as he turned heel. The door was still open but I didn't go out
My mind was steaming on, thinking of new ways to get to him. Like I said, he might push me so far off the cliff I was hanging by a pinky, but with a certain redhead's help I could make sure he would hoist me back up and never let go. Possessive, yes. But the thought of him under my spell was enough to make me not care in the slightest.
You could ask me when the whole of my life turned tables but I felt so much like a Rubik's cube at the moment I wouldn't have been able to answer coherently. He could be chloroforming me one day, then trying to kiss me the next. I would want to smack him senseless one second and within the same amount of time turn him into a mindless zombie with a make out session. But I only knew one thought right now.
He would be mine.