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Started March 16, 2019 by Deleted user

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She snorted, though she was no longer in the humorous mood. "I guess you'll see during the Games anyway, so it doesn't matter."

He shrugged, looking away from her again.

A shrill bell rang, and Tessa got up. "We'd better go. That's the warning bell. Games are about to start."

He got up with her, stretching again. We'll have to talk later, he tought to himself.

She quickly changed, throwing up a wall of fire so Runner couldn't see her, then grabbed his hand and took off down the halls towards the arena.

He hustled to keep up with her, anticipation growing in his chest as they neared closer and closer to the arena.

They made it just in time. The announcer from before screaming into the microphone about the first round of the War Games. "…contestants will circle the arena in their teams. Absolutely NO friendly-fire! Those of you who had the opportunity to get here by recommendations–congrats! You are on your own–loyal to no one. It's kill or be killed out there, people! Put on a good show! Oh, and if you're worried about actually being killed, there are protective spells around here to prevent that. Minor coma? High possibility. Death? Unlikely."
Tessa offered Runner a tentative smile as the students grouped up along the perimeter of the arena. "Good luck."

Everyone's gonna gun for me. He felt Tega stir in his mind, banging against his metaphorical cage. "LET ME GO!" he seemed to scream, "YOU NEED ME!"
The best Runner could offer Tess was a weak smile.

She gave him a two finger salute, then ran over to her team, which consisted of exactly 16 members. A total of five teams lined up, each with about thirty members–except the Vanguard–with a few individuals in between each group. The others like Runner who were not a part of the school. The thousands of students from the qualifications had dwindled down to just below 200.

Runner just fell in place, preparing to switch to his dragon as soon as the fight started. Just stay the hell out of everyone's way, he thought.

"Three… Two… One… FIGHT!!" All of the teams surged forward, most abandoning their teammates in favor of settling some things with their enemies. The Vanguard stuck together, Cinthia dishing out vague commands that proved effective in bringing down those that dared to challenge them.
Tessa hung back, waiting and watching for the perfect moment.

Runner immediately switched, his long, twisting body zooming over the battlefield, avoiding the stray jet of flame or bolt of lightning as he danced through the air.

A flaming phoenix screamed as it shot towards Runner, hate and violence gleaming it its eyes, but another one swooped in and slammed into it, battling it away from Runner. Multiple members from the Jade Ravens swooped through the air, but none picked a fight with Runner as they were wise enough to pick their battles. They were not nearly big enough to fight him. Instead, they picked others off of the ground one by one, dropping them midair for another member to catch them and toss them around some more.
Tessa was nowhere to be seen.

He grinned despite himself, happily twisting around and letting loose a dramatic roar. Might as well please the crowd before I get picked off, he thought.

Another roar echoed across the battlefield, and a golden but permanently blood-stained beast raced through the crowds of people. Its body was athletic and lean, its movements mimicking that of a cat's as it leaped over people effortlessly with its long legs, its equally long tail keeping it balanced as it ran. Spines ran along its spine and red-tinted saliva dripped from its greedy maw. Bloodthirsty eyes sought out its prey. Its armored wings were tucked in neatly to avoid snagging on something.
People saw the beast and ran from it, having heard rumors about it and not wanting to face the real thing.

Runner suddenly twisted around, connecting a tail flick on another charging phoenix. The tip of the tail stuck it across the face like a whip, sending it spiraling to the ground.
"I didn't know I could do that," he mumbled to himself, then turned his attention back to the dragon on the ground.

The judges were now working overtime. Whenever someone was "killed," the judges would teleport them to the infirmary. But with the dragon's attacks, an assumed kill was made before the victims could be snapped in half or burnt to a crisp. And many assumed deaths were made.
The beast jumped over a growing Giant, charging at a particular Giant that was fighting tiny Junia–who's skin was made of hard and impenetrable metal. The beast snarled, grabbing one person with its mouth and sending them to their "death" while not taking its bloodthirsty eyes off of Fassor.

This is working great, for some reason, he thought, twisting around once again, but my energy's waning. I can't keep this up forever.

The beast and Junia worked together to scare the bejesus out of Fassor, Junia throwing jewels like throwing stars while the beast jumped in his way whenever he tried to escape.

A chain wrapped around Runner's dragon and a girl used his twisting her advantage as she was thrown into the air and towards her prey. A renowned dragon hunter, she was confident she could take him down.

He suddenly changed back to human form, gripping the chain with both hands as he began to fall from the sky. Tega once again began crashing around "You need me! You can't do this on your own!" he shouted.
"Shut the hell up!" Runner said aloud, gritting his teeth as hellfire once again erupted over his entire body.
(Is this alright, or no?)

(Yeah, it's good. Anything goes in the War Games)
The girl gritted her teeth. "Sneaky bastard!" She pulled out a gun and pointed it at Runner while they free-fell.

He yanked on the chain as hard as he could, throwing off her aim and dragging her through the air towards him at a frightening speed. He reached his right arm out as far as it could, trying to grab the wrist that held the gun.

She yelped and twisted, preventing him from coming close. She then let go of the chain and leaned back, slamming into Zia as she happened to fly by. The sphinx wasn't too happy about that and tried bucking her off with she dived towards the ground.

Runner immediately switched back into his dragon, zooming away at blinding speed as the least of the hellfire extinguish.

Shadows followed him, darting around and around him as they tried to find an opening.

He poured in even more speed, launching straight up into the air once again.
"Fuck off, damnnit!"

Cinthia's voice resonated through the air. "Sorry, Runner. But we're in it to win." The shadows pulled in tighter, spreading out to enclose him in shadows–and possibly elimination.

He burst into flames again, roaring in anger as he began to spin in a rapid circle, searching for a way through the wall of shadows.

Half of the shadows backed off, not immune to hellfire. However, Cinthia was. She was just about to trap him, then slice a killing blow–
A loud fog-horn blew, signaling the end of the first round.
The shadows pulled back and formed a mildly disappointed Cinthia, who hovered in the air with black membraneous wings, her legs folded beneath her as if she was sitting in the air.

Runner switched back into a human, landing on his back with a thump. "What the fuck, dude?"