Felix ran in the Paris night,the air was warm but it felt ominous to him,he has a dark brown long coat on it has a collar that went up and surrounded his neck,he has two golden buttons on each side of his collar,he has ten buttons on the right side of his coat,each on gold. He is a famous detective but nobody knew that he was called 'Midnight Saviour' the reason was he worked in the shadows and saved others through his work. He had to look for Adrien he had left and went to this sort of game competition he wasn't sure of what it was "Game of the fittest" he muttered to himself,his mind hacking away at the clues he knew and working on figuring out why it was called 'Game of the fittest'. He didn't know why but the name filled him with dread,knowing nothing good could come out of a name like that and certainly wasn't about who was fittest it was something else entrely.
He pressed a button on his wrist, it was in the form of fire and was white,he had a thing for symbolism whether it be colours or objects he loved it. He had a red jumpsuit on and a red fencing mask with black on the front,it had a white triangle he wielded a rifle,he ran forward to where a few people have claimed that the 'Game of the fittest' was,he wasn't sure if they were right or just rumours but it was worth the try and unfortunately he didn't have much clues to go on. He saw a person with a red jump suit and a red fencing mask just like his except the black part had a white square on it they looked at Felix.
"805 go to the 'Participation centre' now and watch over the participants while the game gets organised and ready to begin" they said they had a number but with a special sign it had a sort of simple butterfly,it was dark purple and a number '506' 'They must have came here earlier' Felix thought to himself,he walked to the 'Participation centre' "Participant '451' come to the 'Wing 1 area" a voice in a speaker said 'Wing 1 what does that mean?' Felix pondered this as he watched the participant slowly walk forward moving north to what seemed like this golden door with a dark purple butterfly design on it it was simple but nonetheless beautiful,the large looming doors slowly opening 'Participant '451' walked in gulping.
It was a male with blonde hair,he felt the hairs on his neck stand up was that?-no it wasn't he saw their eyes and face…it didn't seem anything like Adrien's everybody waited anxiously,wanting to know what happened next suddenly 'BANG!' the gunshot reverberated across the room,causing everyone's blood to turn lower than 30 fahrenheit
