[_____V_____]

(Continued...)

Scouse walked back to Chrono, who had recovered enough to stand up by then.

"You ok?"

"Yeah. Three silly little bullets arent going to keep me down!"

Chrono looked ahead and spotted something. She ran forward instantly, leaving Scouse behind. Chrono jumped out into the clearing in front of the river, and she had a clear view of her target. Rapidly lifting her Assault Rifle, she let the two Grenades fly at the figure ahead.

THWUNK!! THWUNK!!

Both grenades lobbed gently beside the figure, and exploded simultaenously.

BOOM!! BOOM!!

The figure let out a big cry of surprise and went down in a heap near the river bank, bleeding profusely. Chrono took careful aim, and started shooting again.

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!

All six bullets thundered through the air and thudded into several parts of the figure's body, and he turned around and moaned loudly with big cries of pain. Chrono looked at him for an instant, and smiled.

"You were always a big baby, POSHER!" she called out as Posher looked up at the sky once, the darkness enveloping his eyes.

BLAM!! BLAM!!

Two bullets went searing past Chrono's ears, and blasted Posher's head apart. He let out a final sigh and stopped breathing, eyes wide open.


POSHER778 IS DEAD!!!!!


Chrono looked behind her. Scouse shrugged at her and said,"Just in case."

Scouse had a real funny feeling he was being watched. He spotted nothing around, and dropped his empty Assault Rifle. A trio of red dots zoomed in on him from behind.

THRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!

Scouse heard the plasma beam's shot and swerved without looking. The beam caught him right between his shoulders, spinning him around and he went down with a loud howl. Chrono heard it in the distance, and started running back. She was oblivious of the trees, and didnt notice the set of red dots zeroing on her chest.

THRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!

The plasma beam came hurtling down from the trees again. Chrono jumped ahead, but still caught the beam on her back near the waist. She fell down and moaned loudly, biting her lips to fight off the intense and searing sensation as she reached for her HPs.

The Predator looked at her once, and swung out from the trees.


Sector C:

(Earlier)

Fortunato had been sitting inside the dark cave for quite some time. He knew someone would be around to get him and he was expecting to take them by surprise first. Soon enough, MILKTOASTE came walking through the trees looking around. Fortunato took out his gun, aimed, and squeezed the trigger rapidly twice.

BLAM!! BLAM!!

Both bullets hit Milktoaste on his chest and he took one step backwards, caught by complete surprise. But he recovered in an instant and lifted his Assault Rifle. Fortunato came running out of the cave and looked left and right, and before Milktoaste could fire, he had jumped into the bushes nearby. Milktoaste hobbled forward slowly, and Fortunato had enough time to run away out of his sight by then, possibly towards Sector A.

Suddenly, a figure jumped out of the trees on the other side of the cave, and a voice boomed out at Milktoaste.

"I'll still piss you off even when I'm dead!!"

Milktoaste turned around quickly, but Posher didnt give him a chance to think.

BLAM!! BLAM!!

Both bullets lodged themselves deep inside Milktoaste's ribs and he groaned once before falling down. Posher smiled and jumped in joy. Milktoaste slowly looked up and lifted his Assault Rifle. Posher paled.

THWUNK!!

The grenade softly lobbed at Posher in slow-motion, and exploded in mid-air.

BAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!

Posher went flying back into the trees, limbs flailing out. Milktoaste rapidly squeezed the trigger at the flying figure.

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!

The three bullets thudded into Posher's chest and belly, and by the time he hit the ground, he was bleeding profusely with wounds all over his body. He took his HPs out to patch himself, letting out loud yelps of pain. Unfortunately for Posher, all the shooting had attracted another contestant.

PAPILLON NOIR came through the trees right to Posher. She immediately got her Assault Rifle up, and fired her Grenades straight at him.

THWUNK!! THWUNK!!

Both grenades exploded almost instantly right in front of Posher.

BAMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!! BAMMMMMMMMMM!!!

Posher's chest was almost caved-in. Bits of flesh hung out like chunks of meat and blood, as Posher reached for his HPs slowly. Noir didnt let him go so easily. She squeezed the trigger.

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!

The six bullets entered Posher's body in a line one after the other. He groaned and turned around, trying to fight back the immense pain he felt. A weak hand finally got the HPs, as Noir dropped her empty Assault Rifle and moved away.


(The Present)

Milktoaste lay back quietly, patching himself up with his HPs. He heard a soft rustle on his right and stopped breathing for an instant, all senses alert. Nothing happened for a minute, and Milktoaste peered through the bushes.

FREAK had come in from the opposite direction, revolver in hand.

Milktoaste aimed slowly through his trembling fingers, and let the Grenade fly.

THWUMP!!

Freak heard it and tried to duck, but he was a second too late.

BAMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!

The explosion shook the ground. Freak fell down with a loud cry, as Milktoaste aimed again and squeezed the trigger.

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!

All three bullets rapidly shrunk into Freak's chest in mid-air as he was falling down, and he fought back the tingles of pain which shot up his body as he hit the ground. Milktoaste let go of his empty Assault Rifle and turned around, soaking in the heat and the patched HPs as Freak reached for his own. Patching himself up sufficiently, Freak got up slowly and hobbled off in the opposite direction.


(To Be Continued...)