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Tournament

I groan, opening my eyes. I'm in a cell. It's pretty large compared to what I had expected. There's a blanket on the floor, a toilet, and a nice cell door for me to look out through. There's an IV of water in my arm and my ankle has been splinted. My nose kills and my newly bandaged arm is in pain, but I'm alive, at least. I push myself up, hobbling to the door and looking out. There is a Mogadorian standing a little down the hall, eyes on my door. He grins, pointed teeth catching the light.

"Finally awake huh?" He says. "Good. Our master wants you questioned. And it's so much more fun when you're awake."

He starts forward and I back away. As soon as the door opens, however, I crash into his abdomen, tackling him to the floor. I manage to get myself behind him, wrapping my arms around his neck. He pulls out a dagger but before he can stab me, I catch his wrist. He starts to slowly force his arm down. At the last second, I turn the knife so that it's aime af his own side and stop pushing. The dagger plunges into his side, making him shout in pain before being reduced to ash. I push myself up, grabbing the blaster he had dropped and begin hobbling down the hallway, keeping the blaster ready.

Within a minute, a pair of Mogadorians sprint around the corner and explode into ash as they cross my sights. I hobble around the corner just as it gets peppered with blaster shots. I put a little distance then wait. A moment later, three sprint around the corner and I hit them with a spray of blasts, glad the blaster has a full auto setting. I turn, hobbling down the hallway to another door. I open it from the side and a blast shoots through. Then, I hold the gun in the doorway, spraying blasts into the room. I hear Mogadorians shouting but then it goes silent. I wait.

After a moment of silence, I carefully lie on the ground and crawl I to the room, hidden in a thick cloud of ash. Something mooves on my left. I roll onto my side, raising my rifle as a mogadorian steps out of the ash. I fire, hitting him in the face. Then, shots star to fly over me. The ash hid the exact angle of the shot but not where it started. I quickly crawl out of the way and stand against the wall. Then, I spray bullets all around the room, finishing any Mogadorians that were left. My eyes burn from the ash but I don't dare close them. After a moment, I turn, hobbling to the door out of the room that I didn't enter through.

I open it and wait. No blasts hit me. Good sign. I raise my rifle, slowly inching my way out of the room, into the hallway beyond and then out of the ash slowly entering the room. As soon as I see the hallway's clear, I begin to rub my eyes furiously, trying to clear the ash out of them. When I can see propperly again, I make my way down the hallway and to the door on the far end. When I open it, I find a surprised human on the other side.

He opens his mouth to shout but all that comes out is a grunt of pain as the butt of my gun dislocates his jaw and knocks him out. I drag him back into my hallway and then inch through the door, closing it behind me. On the other side is a long hallway ending in a "T" at the far end.

Before I can move, a group of humans walk past on the far end, surrounding Six. I freeze, afraid someone will look over at me. They don't once they's past, I inch forward, peeking around the corner just as they push six through a door and slam it shut. I grin. They're trapped between me and a wall.

I step out, spraying blasts at them. However, after a matter of seconds, my blaster stops firing, emitting a high whine. Apparently, they're not endlessly able to fire. That's alright. I'll trade it for one of the ones the humans are carrying. One of the two surviving humans raises a blaster but I throw mine, hitting him in the eye. The other human, a woman with red hair, several scrapes and bruises, and one arm in a sling, draws a pistol but I throw myself forward on my good foot, slamming her against the door. I grab her by the hair before she can react and slam my knee into the other human's nose, dropping him then, I slam the woman's face into the wall, knocking her out as well.

"Sorry," I say as I swipe her access card. "I try not to harm women."

I grab one of the fallen blasters that still works and use the card to open the door then hobble through. Inside, it's controlled chaos. Mogadorians are exploding into ash around the room. Then, in a trail heading toward a massive Mogadorian that can only be Setráks Ra. After a moment, he raises a fist and blue electricity flies off of his fist into the ceiling, and suddenly Six is visible. Mogadorians swarm her but continue to die. After a moment, Setrákus Ra sprints over, stopping beside her and grabs her by the throat, lifting her. I raise my rifle and squeeze off a shot. From where I am, I'm diagonally behind Setrákus Ra, and he doesn't see me fire. Not that it matters. My shot misses his head, hitting him in the bicep instead. He drops Six, staggering backward and roaring in rage.

Mogadorians charge at Six but I drop them with my blaster before they reach her. Sbe stands, picking up the Mogadorian sword she had stolen, then nods at me, turning back to Setrákus Ra. He spin, hand whipping out toward me then back and I'm suddenly flying through the air. When I land, I feel my injured ankle break. I roll over, seeing Mogadorians swarming toward Six. I fire, shooting through one into another. Both die. I fire again. Again I drop a Mogadorian. Then, three turn on me. I drop all three just before another lands in front of me, slashing the blaster out of my hands. I roll to the side as his sword drives itself into the ground where I had been. I kick out with my good foot and shatter the Mogadorian's knee. Then, I grab a dagger off the back of his coat and drive it into his head. I grab my blaster but it's completely ruined. I grab the sword, pulling myself up before beginning to use it as a crutch while I make my way toward the battle.

Two Mogadorians branch off, charging at me and I gulp. I stab the sword into the ground in front of myself, blocking the first sword and stabbing the Mogadorian in the heart with the dagger. Then, I duck under the next sword, spinning on my good leg, pulling the sword free and slashing the Mogadorian with it. He drops into a pile of ash and I turn in time for a sword to drive itself through my right shoulder. I stagger backward, dropping both weapons and collapsing as my injured foot hits the ground and explodes in pain. I take the sword with me, allowing me to keep it in place. A moment later, the Mogadorian explodes into ash. Six stands over me, looking worried.

"Kill that freak," I grunt, pushing myself up and grabbing my fallen blades. "Don't worry about me."

Six nods and turns, sprinting away. I look around. All of the soldiers are gone. Six charges at Setrákus Ra, who pulls out a double-heades wip and cracks it, the tails lighting up with flame.I start to limp toward Setrakus Ra from behind. He whips it again and sends a wave of flame out of the tails over Six, who ducks under it before standing, slashing at Setrákus. Setrákus whips the blade and it melts, falling apart. Setrákus uses Telekinesis to catch the hilt when Six hurls it at him. Then, he repairs the blade with Telekinesis. He drops the sword and Six lunges for it. Setrákus pulls his arm back, but before he can whip her, I drive my dagger into his side. He snarls, more in annoyance than pain, and reaches back, grabbing me by the head.

"I grow tired of you," Setrákus snarls.

Six slashes his calf and he swings me around, slamming me into Six and throwing us both before ripping out the dagger. When we land, the sword still in my shoulder is pushed most of the way out and Setrákus Ra uses Telekinesis to wrench it the rest of the way free, pulling it to himself. Six and I try to stand just as the whip tails lash out at Six. I step forward, raising my swrod crutch but the tails melt through it in the blink of and eye, swiping me across the stab wound on my shoulder, one in front, one on back. Rather than the pain I expect, my entire body goes numb. I look down and see that my shoulder and upper arm are suddenly encased in some kind of stone.

"W-What's going on!?" I stammer, falling to the ground without my crutch.

Six looks and gasps, before glaring at Setrákus. She charges forward again, sword held at the ready. Setrákus pulls his whip back and Six drives the sword into his rib cage then drags it downward to his abdomen before backing away. I force myself to my feet, hopping toward them as fast as I can. Setrákus Ra rips the blade out and studies it a moment before biting down on the blade and snapping it in half before dropping it to the ground and picking the one he had taken from me back up again. Then, he pulls it back and hurls it. At me.

It drives itself through my abdomen and this time, I can feel pain. A lot of it. However, the sword rips itself free almost instantly and returns to Setrákus. As I collapse, I land in an ash pile and feel something against my ribs. I pull it out and find it to be a blaster. I can't help but grin. I raise it, squeezing off a shot at Setrákus with my left arm, since my right isn't responding. The shot hits his whip arm, making him miss his intended target as he whips it at Six. He grunts in pain, looking over at me and pulls the sword back, hurling it again. It misses me by an inch, but makes me roll out of the way anyway. In that split second, I hear Six shout in surprise and frustration. I turn back to look and my eyes widen. He entire right hand is black, like my shoulder.

Six staggers backward and then freezes. She trembles for a moment before raising her face to look at Setrákus as he pulls out a golden cane with a black eye on one side.

"What did...you do?" I growl, trying to stand but my head going light.

"Relax," Setrákus growls. "She's not going to die, yet. Luckily for you, you won't either."

I blink in confusion and look down. A black rock now encases my entire torso and most of my right arm. Or rather, My torso and arm have become stone. The bleeding has stopped, but there are now gaping holes through my torso where the wounds were. If I ever escapse the stone, I'll bleed to death in minutes.

I look back up at Setrákus as he begins to shake and spasm like he's having a seisure. Then, he shrinks, his skin gaining some color and smoothing out, a head of hair growing, his features growing less freakish. Then, he's Six.

"For me to be you, you have to be alive," Setrakus says to Six, using her own voice. "For now, at least."

Then, it's like there's a magnetic force on the ceiling, and the stone my torso has turned into responds in kind, dragging me to the ceiling and pinning me, facing downward with my arms and legs dangling. Then, everything else on my body except my eyes is stone. I try to look around and can just make out a stone foot to my right. Looks like Six is in the same condition, but hanging by her hand. Then, the little light in the room fades, and we wait.

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