Luke's POV.
Luke, I'm trusting you.
That's the spirit! Come on, let's roll!
I dived straight into the fight and deflected the blow. The member of the Blue Team staggered backwards as I jumped and slashed him.
He gave out a yelp and his inventory poofed. I casually picked up the deceased's items and smirked, watching his teammates back away in fear.
I raised the tip of my axe.
"Why you running away? The fun's just getting started!"
Jesse's POV.
He was crazy.
From the second Lukas saved me, I knew something was wrong.
He chased the other contestants like wild geese, him maniacally laughing while the others ran for their lives. I got up, picked up a Green Team member's sword, and went after him.
Did Luke take control again? No, Luke promised he wouldn't go berserk, but he couldn't have that much strength...And how did he even escape the respawn pit??
"Lukas! Stop! Our team will be disqualified!"
He didn't listen. He continued fighting and eliminating players. I expected Hadrian to call it quit (since Lukas is technically cheating), but he just sat there, laughing and grinning like this was some sort of show.
I rolled my eyes at his fairness and went after Luke. He was faster than ever, and had a surprising accuracy went hitting the other participants.
"Hey! Luke! Stop!"
Just as he was about to slice a Yellow Team member's head, he stopped and faced me, eyes red, hair messy, and wearing a sly smirk.
"Hmm? What is it now, girl?"
I tried to reason with him. "Look, I know this game is meant to be quite violent, but the main goal to win is to stand on top of that podium!" I pointed towards the high podium that had ladders around it. "-And you killing people like this is just mad!"
He shrugged and set his sword on the ground, leaning on it.
"What'd you expect? Me, talking to a bunch of low players and stopping them from winning? Heck, where I come from, you fight till you get what you want, even if it means death!"
Luke threateningly pointed his sword at me, the tip almost grazing my neck.
"And you won't get in the way."
Third Person POV.
Lukas held his breath as he witnessed the sword getting closer to Jesse's neck. Did Luke forgot their promise? To not kill?
"Jesse!" He shouted, but no voice could escape the mind void he is in. Lukas felt anger boil inside him and shouted again, "LUKE! You promised not to hurt anyone!"
Luke stopped in his tracks as he was just about to cut Jesse. "Well, sorry champ. Guess I changed my mind."
Lukas stared in horror as the sword slowly poke Jesse's neck, and blood flowed thinly. He felt a sudden burst of anger and energy; soon found himself lying on the floor, though a but transparent.
"What...What happened?"
He stood up, and saw Luke spinning around, holding his head. He looked dizzy, but still very murderous. Jesse was on the ground, breathing heavily and backing away.
"Lukas? Are you...dead?"
"Huh? No, no. I'm—actually, I don't know what state I'm in."
"You're a soul, moron." Luke regained his balance and walked towards them. "Well done. Out of pure love and anger, you busted my consciousness and ta da, you're a ghost now."
Lukas' mouth was ajar as Luke laughed.
"H-How...How am I going to go back? To my original state?"
"Simple. Fight me." He got into his fighting position, sword in one hand and the other behind his back. "Though, I can't kill you. So you get a transparent sword. Basically it's a zero sum battle for me, but you know me—I like challenges."
He summoned a see-through diamond sword and it fell to the ground.
Lukas gulped as he approached him, still feeling a bit weirded out by his transparency. Without notice, Luke dashed forward and collided into him, but Lukas only felt something went through him, and it was...weird.
"Come on, if you aren't gonna fight this lady here can take your place," he tilted his head towards Jesse. "unless you want to endanger her again, I don't mind."
"Not. A. Chance."
The two blondes started at each other, with Luke aiming to hit Lukas' arm. Though, since he was transparent, Luke went through him and rolled over, aiming to strike again.
Lukas didn't know how to win this game. He didn't have any strategy to attack, so the only way to attack Luke is... to let him attack himself.
"Jesse!" He called out, and felt something weird on his right leg.
She rushed over, and barely dodging an uppercut, Lukas whispered to her.
"I got an idea. Take my place for a second—don't worry, you'll be alright—and when I say go, I'll pretend to attack him while you land the real attack."
Jesse nodded and Lukas said, "Hey Luke! Jesse'll take my place. I can't fight you anyhow."
Luke looked as if he just won the lottery. "Really? Well I didn't really get a chance to fight her anyway. Come on, I'm eager to clash swords with you."
Jesse gulped as Lukas placed a glassy hand on her shoulder. They both looked at each other, smiling for comfort, and she went.
Luke slashed at her right but Jesse deflected it, weakly sending a blow to his stomach, but failed. An opening was clear to Luke, but he hesitated when a figure of him swooped down and blocked.
"Hang in there Jesse. You can do it."
"I know. We're finishing him off together."
They went again; swords clashing, sending sparks and ear-piercing sounds throughout the arena. Luke let go and attacked from above, but Jesse noticed quick enough and parried.
Taken aback by the parry, Lukas shouted, 'Go!' and he threw his fake sword towards Luke. The fish caught the bait, and Jesse's real sword had landed in his chest.
Everything was quiet for a moment. The audience (Petra, Ivor and the others) just stared in shock while Jesse and Lukas were recovering from their sudden moves. Even Hadrian went silent.
"Huh. Guess I fell for that."
Luke managed to sit up, his arms supporting his trembling body.
"It's over." Lukas said, feeling a bit sorry. He knew Luke didn't want to do this, and yet, he has to go in such death.
"The strong eventually fall to the weak, eh? Pity...I was having so much fun."
Luke coughed as blood splattered on his shirt.
"But the fun always ends somehow, doesn't it? Heh, guess my killing spree's over."
He looked at Lukas and Jesse, who were now anxious to hear what he would say next.
"It's all yours now, Lukas. See you in another life."
And with that, Lukas' body fell back to the ground.
Lukas' POV.
It was weird seeing my own body move itself, and now lying lifeless on the ground. I dived headfirst and immediately regretted it.
Pain shot through my body, spreading out from my stomach. Jesse hurried over and pressed on my wound, scavenging for any thing I could heal on.
"Hang on Lukas. Hang on-"
But I already blacked out.
A/n: PHEW. DONE.
Gotta say I was STUCK. Legit stuck. But after s2 I had lots of new ideas.
Is it just me or has Jesse got sassier and more aggressive in s2?
Anyways, baii