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(Continued...)


SECTOR B:

FORTUNATO and MISSMACABRE sat together. They had heard the explosions all around them, and waited for their turn. Once all was silent, Fortunato stood up.

"I am beginning to wonder if we are wasting our time here," he said.

"Maybe. But then again we should be waiting for the job to be delivered to us," MissM replied.

"If it isnt finished already," Fortunato mused. "I am sick of sitting here doing nothing. Come with me and let's find out."

MissM nodded and got up. Both of them walked forward to the right into the nearby sector. Fortunato spotted Disease away on his left, and whistled loud and clear to attract his attention. Disease was so immersed in his own thoughts that he failed to pay attention. Soon, Disease was out of sight.

"Damn, he didnt even look back," Fortunato remarked.

"Shhh...quick, duck down!" MissM whispered in a hurry as she crouched.

Fortunato crouched too, and peered at the sight which MissM was looking at. Rayne lay quietly in the shade of the tree, her back turned towards them.

"I bet Disease fragged her but not enough to finish her off," Fortunato whispered.

"I wonder," MissM whispered back,"is she still alive, or dead?"

"I am not going over to check on her to find out. She's a very dangerous target, and if she escapes by hearing me from behind, our team will not take to that too kindly."

MissM let out a deep breath. "Okay, there's only one way of ensuring that," she whispered and moved to the right.

Fortunato stayed back, as MissM pointed her Grenade Launcher at Rayne from behind. A thought crossed Fortunato's mind, and he lifted his Grenade Launcher too, and pointed at Rayne.

THUNK!!

THUNK!!

THUNK!!

THUNK!!

All four grenades were launched simultaneously, flying through the air and landing around Rayne, who did not move. At all.

"Shitttttttt!" MissM realised what was going on, but by then it was too late.

BAM!!

BAM!!

BAM!!

BAM!!

All four Grenades exploded almost together, shaking that part of the forest in a huge thundering wave. One of Rayne's arms and one of her legs were torn clean off her body and flew away through the air as two huge chunks of meat, and the rest of Rayne's body merely slumped forward gently, a big pile of flesh and blood.

"SHE WAS ALREADY DEAD!" Fortunato yelled, and threw down his weapon in disgust.

"Way to go, genius," MissM mumbled back, and rolled her eyes. She shook her head and dropped her weapon.


Despare stumbled and shook across the small ravine, almost in a crawl. He was desperate to get away from the rest, and soon entered Sector B. He dropped to his knees in front of the river, and fell forward, face first into the water. He dunked his head into it and cleared his senses. The pain aches still shook his body, but he fought them back. Once he felt good enough, he lifted his head and looked around.

ROSHIQ looked back at him from across the river, his Grenade Launcher pointed straight at Despare. "Hell-O, Despare-san!" Roshiq mocked, and pulled the trigger twice rapidly.

THUNK!! THUNK!!

Both grenades flew through the air. Despare dived to one side, but it was useless. It was a rather small dive, and he fell very near the grenades.

BAM!! BAM!!

Both grenades exploded in the sand, throwing Despare away. His wounds got covered in a lot of sand, the sticky blood grabbing at the grains. Despare crawled into the river, the water cleaning off his wounds, as he reached for his HPs.

At last he sighed and inhaled deeply. All the HPs he had with him were finished, and Despare lay back, SLIGHTLY WOUNDED, soaking in the sun as the HPs did their work on his wounds.


ELSEWHERE...


The figure stared silently, at all the carnage in front. The figure winced when it watched the limbs of the body in front of him fly off, and it took a decision.

The figure waited till all sounds nearby had subsided, except for Posher, Chrono and Dude who groaned as their wounds healed up slowly. Once it was sure all was clear, it moved forward towards Rayne's lifeless and torn-up body. It put a hand on her head and lovingly brushed her bloody, matted hair back, and then moved to the left to where Doc Faustus lay.

It walked over to him, and aimed at Doc' head from a distance.

Say cheese, Doc...for this is payback time, the figure thought grimly, as it pulled the trigger.

THUNK!!

The bullet from the silenced gun tore through Doc's head, blasting his brains out. Doc never knew what hit him as he was already in severe ache from his wounds, and quietly slumped to the ground.


DIABLO SLAYER DOC FAUSTUS IS DEAD!!!!!


A small, concealed and silenced revolver fell from Doc's coat. The figure looked at it once, and rubbed its chin thoughtfully.



Sorry contestants, both of your teams have lost two very valuable members. I ll let you rest and recuperate through the night, and mourn your fallen ones. Your new Challenge will be posted sometime within the next 24 hours.