C.E.N.T.U.R.Y: No Escape.

Chapter four: down to 97

The group E door opened and they all came out, suddenly the automated voice spoke, saying.

“Congratulations on coming first place group A, you have received 10 points, now you have a total of 115 points. Group C, you came second so you have received 8 points, now you have a total of 108 points. Group D came third place, so you have received 5 points to make yours 105. Group B, you came forth, so 3 points will be added to you making you have 113 points. And as for group E, you came last so one of your team mates will be eliminated...... permanently.”

Immediately a laser shot up from the collar of one of the members of group E, and it sliced his head open like a banana, the he dropped to the ground. Then his blood spilled on the floor.

Once again there was an eery silence in the room. The only voices that could be heard were of those who bursted into tears. Then the automated voice spoke again.

“Choose a bed and go to sleep. Your next level will commence tomorrow.”

Everyone quickly picked a bed and Jake, Sarah, and mark picked beds beside each other. Everyone was to sad to speak so they all just laid down on their various beds and hoped they will fall asleep after seeing such horrifying sight.

Morning came really slowly, and everyone was wide awake by the time the automated voice spoke to them.

“Alright, starting from today, the next seven levels would be completed only by a death match between each groups. You will each select a champion that would fight the rest of the teams. Since Group A won the last match, they will start first, and they will go against group C, Which came second.”

“Group A will go against group C, and the winner will go against group D, and the winner will go against group B, and the final Winner will go against group E. Do not worry no one will be eliminated during this stages, and each fight will commence each day.”

“Pick you champions quickly, and let them pick a weapon and go into the battle ground through the open door. You have ten minutes.”

There was a loud murmuring as to who would fight for each group. Suddenly a muscular man arose from group A and volunteered to fight for them. Then Romeo volunteered to fight for group B. Then another man volunteered for group C, then another for group D, and finally group E.

The candidates of group A and C, picked there weapons, and proceeded into the battle arena, while the others watched the fight through a big screen on the wall. The candidate of group A, whose name was Williams, used an axe a his weapon, While the candidate of group B, whose name was Jonathan, used two hammers as his weapon.

Just as Williams and Jonathan took a stance opposite each other the door leading out of the room shut it self and locked. Then the automated voice spoke.

“This is a death match, last man standing wins. Round one, fight!”

As the automated voice's command echoed through the room, a fierce battle began between Williams from Group A and Jonathan from Group B. Their eyes locked, determination gleaming in both of their gazes.

With a primal roar, Williams swung his axe, aiming to strike Jonathan's head. However, Jonathan skillfully dodged the blow and retaliated with a powerful swing of his hammers. The clash of their weapons echoed through the battle arena, creating an intense and adrenaline-charged atmosphere.

The fight between them was brutal, each delivering hard-hitting strikes and blocking with swift and calculated movements. Their bodies glistened with sweat as they circled each other, looking for an opening to strike. As the others watched the fight they gasped and winced with every swing, enthralled by the ferocity of the battle unfolding before them.

Nobody knew who they were rooting for, though each group wanted to win, the also did not want to do it at the expense of some elses life, and that alone hindered them from volunteering to fight in the first place.

Time seemed to slow down as the fighters exchanged blow after blow, their strength and determination evident with every strike. Blood splattered across their bodies, wounds opened up, and bruises adorned their skin. They fought valiantly, pushing themselves to their limits in the name of victory.

Jonathan lunched a devastating punch at Williams and it left him stunned. Jonathan without hesitation seized the opportunity to finish Williams, then he jumped up as high in the air as he could with his hammers raised high above his head. With a powerful slam Jonathan was launching down at Williams to finish him off.

Suddenly blood splattered across the ground and a weak grunt could be heard, everyone had closed their eyes when Jonathan jumped to make his final move, but they never heard his hammers hit against William's body. An eery silence filled the whole room, then everyone began opening their eyes one after the other to see who won.

To their greatest surprise they saw Jonathan standing weakly in front of Williams, and Williams axe was deep in his chest. Williams managed to land a devastating blow against Jonathan while he was about to kill him. The axe cut through the air with a sickening thud as it collided with Jonathan's chest, fracturing ribs. Then Jonathan fell to the ground.

Cheers and gasps erupted from the rest of the groups as Jonathan fell, his hammers slipping from his grasp. Williams stood over him, panting heavily, his face a mix of exhaustion and triumph. The battle was over, and Williams emerged as the victor.

The automated voice declared, “Round one goes to Group A with their champion, Williams, emerging as the winner. They move on to the next stage. Group C, please prepare your champion for the next fight.”

As the door leading out of the battle arena opened, Williams cast one last glance at Jonathan's motionless body. There was a mix of relief and sorrow in his eyes as he took a step back, realizing the gravity of the situation.