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Tori snuck closer, eyes open, looking for her moment. The battle had been fierce, but they'd whittled down to just a few, and Tori was determined to be one of the survivors of this meat-grinder. 'Not gonna let my side down.' She reminded herself.

The Latina wasn't bred for this kind of warfare, where friends turn on friends, and there are no prisoners. She just knew she had to win, or things would get that much worse.

Her target wasn't far, unaware she'd been left alone by her friends. The singer aimed carefully, least the shot fall flat, and she lose her moment. A sniper in the twisting battlefield. 'I got you…'

"Don't move, Vega." The voice was almost on top of her, somehow having snuck up on her without her even knowing it. "Little Kitty there wouldn't be too thrilled to know a friend of hers ended her part in this. Better we just end our parts, and go from there."

"Jade…." Tori hissed, cursing the fates that put the two of them on opposite sides of this battle. "So, you gonna bore me to death? Or do you have other ideas?"

"Just enjoying the moment." The dark hearted goth smirked. "Miss Sweet Sally Peaches isn't perfect at this either. Sad, thinking that this is how it ends. FYI, I got your sister, just a short while ago. Down to just a few of us now, and once your gone, we win."

"Just one problem with that theory." Tori said, looking up for a moment, hoping to use a trick a magician had taught her, to distract. 'Of course, Jade taught me that, through all the mean pranks she pulled on me, but this time, I think it'll work…'

Jade's teal eyes glanced up, just for that moment, and Tori struck, her left hand having slowly reached for her backup, a pistol. Four almost silent shots struck true, and red stained the goths clothing a she went down.

Not giving herself a moment to mourn, the singer shifted around, using her gun to place a dozen shots around Cat, letting rate of fire make up for accuracy. Red splotched over the petite girl, drawing a gasp. "That hurts!"

"Jade, you okay?' Tori asked, moving to check on the fallen goth.

"My own fault." The actress admitted. "You got me, and I had to go all dramatic, make a death of it. Forgot, not foam. Lucky I know how to fall, or that could have been a thing."

Cat walked over to where the two were talking, even as Beck emerged from a different part of the complex, covered in red paint. "Somethings wrong with Robbie." He announced. "He got the drop on me, and I suspect he unloaded all his ammo at me."

"Yea, boy has issues." Cat agreed, only to break out in a smile. "There had better be meatballs."

"There will." Rob said as he followed Beck. "I saw what Jade did to Andre. Three well placed splotches of yellow."

"I hate yellow." Jade growled.

"Which is why we gave you that color." Beck assured her. "So, none on you…."

"Instead, now I have to date…." Jade hesitated.

"Me." Tori all but screamed. "And Cat goes out with Robbie…"

"And who's idea was it to settle this with paintball?" Sinjin asked, covered in both yellow, Red, and Blue, the third color used in this multi-team contest.

"Those of us who felt we wanted certain people to date us, but were told we had to earn it." Trina said as she walked towards Beck, only to pass him to Andre. "So, where you taking me?"

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Short, sweet, and silly. Thoughts?