{Breed War Games 2015} Part 3

Jax Breed

 a wire and hit the next dummy before stabbing it through the neck. He was making good progress he thought when he heard the whoosh of air and ducked out of the way as a dummy swung an inch from his body. * Mother fucking fuck! * He stabbed that one twice just because and moved past the last of the wire.* Really guys? Goddammit. * The Jacobs ladder was before him. A shit ton of mud waiting for him if he fell off the cursed thing. With a shake of his head he started his climb, wobbling and cussing. Teetering to the left, he righted himself and froze for a moment. Once steady he continued to the top and stopped. * A zip line? Hells bells you guys went all out. * Looking around, making sure nothing as going to swing out and chop his head off, Jax grabbed the handles for the zip line and flew down to the platform below. Before him now was a pool with various stones to use to cross it. Squatting he wiped the sweat from his face and scrutinized the situation. If he fell in, he'd have to start over, he'd be pissed and probably fuck up and fall into the mud. But, if he made it, he could send his teammate on. Standing, he took the first step, felt the stone shift and went for the next. Twice he had to windmill his arms to keep from falling in. Every step he was cursing a blue streak as he slipped and wobbled, hopped and jumped from stone to stone. When he reached the other side he turned back to the pool and flipped it off. Like the pool or the course gave a shit but, it made him feel better. Now to get Rafe going on the next challenge. *

• Rafe Malebranche *I took a deep breath, as I heard Jax race towards me. Sitting down at the table, my blindfold firmly in place, I put my hands on the table, feeling each piece. I knew I had to move fast, and immediately began organizing everything before me into 3 separate piles. Damn, I hated working with such little pieces. Picking the gun pile right in front of me I began putting it together. Damn, there were a hell of a lot of pieces.
  I growled as I put what I thought was the final piece in and ran my hands over the gun. I raised it up, pretending to take aim and swore softly, realizing that I hadn't put it together right. I put it back down on the table, taking the entire thing apart, and tried again, only to hear a piece fall on the floor. I swore loudly and reached down, feeling around for it. Finding it, I put the gun back together and raised it again, to take aim. There. Perfect.
  Loading the gun with the needed paintballs, I stood and turned to where I knew Jax stood* Let's get this going. Where's the target? *Listening to his directions, I pointed the gun where he told me. I was ready for this, I knew we'd take this without problems.*
  
  Jax Breed Alright Rafe. 10 degrees up and 5 to the right and that's your target. * Jax looked over Rafe's shoulder and when he was sure he was aimed at the right box he gave him the signal to fire. Smirking, he thought a little loud music shouldn't bother Rafe at all. He clapped Rafe on the back when he made his shot.* I know you like music so, enjoy bro.
  
  Rafe Malebranche *I did my best not to jump at the loud music and went to work on the second gun. I growled, as the pieces became smaller, more intricate and growled under my breath* I'm gonna shoot whoever chose these guns in the ass. *Fortunately, I didn't drop anything this time and managed to get the gun together in just the first try. I loaded it fast, and turned my blindfolded head to Jax,* Let's do this.
  
  Jax Breed Rafe. 15 degrees to the left, 10 up. *Jax narrowed his eyes making sure where Rafe's next shot would land. He couldn't hide the humor in his voice when he gave him the go ahead to fire.* Wet tee shirt contest, here we come.
  
  Jax Breed *Jax laughed as they were both drenched with water and he would make sure Rafe hit the box marked wind this time. He marveled as Rafe put the firearm together this time and clapped him on the back. When Rafe aimed the gun, Jax directed his aim looking over his shoulder the whole time. * At your 9 o'clock, 20 degrees down. We should have enough wind to dry us out. *He gave his friend the signal and Rafe fired.*
  
  Rafe Malebranche *I grinned as I took aim and shot, the wind hitting us and drying us off quickly. I tore the blindfold off and ginned at Jax* Damn.... that was interesting. Thanks for all your help Bro. *I took a deep breath* Julian better be ready for whatever's next cuz it sure as hell won't be a walk in the park.

  
  
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  Micah Breed *Hearing the last shot of the weapons challenge being fired, his eyes began to search the horizon for the sight of his teammate Rafe. Smirking when Rafe ran up to meet him, he quickly turned to Jax and nodded to let him know it was time to move to the two separate entries for the next challenge. Scrolling through his tablet, he efficiently located the IP address for the computer system running the security locks on the two doors and started typing an override command that would allow them to access the building. Synching his tablet to Jax's, he pressed the button on his comm* Ready, access in 3....2....1.... *Pressing the button to give the command, he smiled in satisfaction as he heard the facility unlock itself from within, confirming that he and Jax had the precision timing required to open the doors* Well done, Jax, we're past the first obstacle *Turning to Rafe, he nodded* Ok Boy-O go get that alarm down so we can get in and kick some ass.
  
  Rafe Malebranche *I grinned at Micah and tore open the alarm's case. I was damned glad Gideon had trained me on how to take care of things like this. Finding the right wires, I took one end of the yellow and red wires out, twisting them together to keep them out of the way. The timer that was in the corner kept counting down, and the ticking was getting on my nerves. Even with all of my experience in the field, this was starting to get to me. Finding the blue wire I pulled it out, only to see that the counter kept counting, and that the system was still live.* F*CK!!! *I tried again, only to fail a second time. I growled and finally punched my fist through all of the casing. The counter stopped immediately and somehow I knew the alarm system was down. I turned to Micah and grinned* You're good to go Bro!!!! Let's show them what we're made of!
  
  Micah Breed *Taking off into the facility, he came to a long and narrow hallway where a series of lights were sweeping back and forth as if on patrol for anything and everything out of the ordinary. Thinking to himself that they must be motion detectors, he pressed himself against the wall and narrowly side-stepped one of the wide white ovals as it slid across the floor in front of him* Damn, that was close *Taking a long stride across the space, he dodges another moving oval and finally makes his way to the end of the hallway and up the stairs* Jesus Age Christ, are you kidding me?! *Looking down the hallway at the top of the stairs, he saw room after room that he was sure to have to look through. Starting with the right side, he went in a systematic order of back and forth till he reached about half way down the hall of empty rooms to find one that had a box bolted to the floor and a sign that read "Get Ready to Scramble" on it* What the hell? *Moving cautiously to the box, he lifted the lid and stared, dumbfounded at the pile of eggs that were tucked inside* Eggs? Fucking EGGS?? *Turning his head as the sound of metal clanging shut behind him told him that his plans of escaping back the way he came would now have to be rethought* Damn it, really?! *He looked back down at the box and saw a second note that read "All must survive"* Fucking eggs?! *Giving a slight growl, he hoisted the eggs out of the box and did his best to tuck each one into a safe place within his fatigue pockets and empty holsters* I feel like an early Colonel Sanders *Slowly surveying the room, he turned to see that the door he had come through was now completely bared off and that the only other access point to the room was the window leading to the roof* This couldn't get any better now, could it... *Moving as carefully as possible, he took a step towards the window and froze dead still when the toe of his boot almost crossed a thin beam of red light indicating that there were now lasers spanning the room he was currently standing in. He took a deep breath* I suppose I deserved that. *Setting his sights on the wall and the floor around him, he "danced" his way over, under and around the little red dots till, after what seemed like forever, he finally made his way out the window and onto the roof* Son of a Bitch! *Peering over the edge, he quickly realized that if he jumped to the ground from the height he was at, all the eggs would likely shatter instantly in his pockets so he lowered his ass to the roof and slid himself towards the corner of the house where he knew there'd have to be a rain gutter with a spout of some kind. Feeling below the eaves with his hand, he gave a confident smirk as his fingers felt the edge of the long, metal tubing that was meant to lead the water away from the roof and back to the ground. Sliding his legs over the edge of the roof, he gently lowered himself onto the spout and slid down to safety with all ten eggs still in one piece* There, that wasn't so bad *Taking off at a full sprint, he and Rafe hurried to meet up with Nathan who was surely waiting less than patiently at the start of the next challenge*

  
  
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  Nathan Bishop -Moving up to the entrance to the warehouse, I motion for Jax to go to the right while I stay to the left. I look toward Micah as he comes up behind me- Keep those eggs safe, got it? -he nods and we all head inside the dark space, keeping low to the ground as with any mission. Immediately, smoke bombs begin to detonate. I growl out a warning to Micah as we proceed with caution. Micah's curse has me turning quickly to find him being splattered with paint. He looks a bit comical, but due to the seriousness of this situation, I send him a warning look. He shrugs and I turn back to the front, proceeding down a hallway. More mine fields of paint go off in tandem as I sidestep all but one. No way in hell is Mira going to win this.. -
  
  Micah Breed *Giving a shake of his head to clear the dust and paint chips of the last mine explosion set off by Nathan's footsteps, he carefully checked all his pockets and holsters and gave his captain a thumbs up sign to let him know the eggs were still ok. Nodding at the return hand signal, he and Rafe split off from Nathan and Jax and headed into a large room on the other side of the minefield* What the hell is that thing? *Both warriors stood still a moment as a small panel slid open to reveal a screen that rested atop a large hole-ridden metal box. Cutting a glance to Rafe, the both growled out curses as the small screen started a count down that looked to be ten minutes at most* Son of a bitch! That can't be what I think it is *Rafe slid to his knees in front of the box and started pulling at the panels till he came across a keypad* "Shit!" *Moving to join him, he looked at the numbers and swore again as he pulled out his comm* Nathan, we got a problem. We need you to find us some sort of shut-off code. Those assholes gave us a mother fuckin bomb to deal with.
  
  Nathan Bishop -I stop in my tracks, along with Jax, as we both hear Micah's words- Fuck! Move it, Jax. Let's find that code. It's got to be hear somewhere -speaking into the comm - "On it, Micah". We enter a room at the end of the hall filled with balloons, nailed to the ceiling- What the hell? Who came up with this shit? -I look back at Jax and he shakes his head- Keep alert -I pull out a blade and pop one of the balloons, growling as I get bombarded with what feels and smells like glue. I hear Jax chuckle and look over my shoulder to glare at him as he punctures a balloon of his own, being splattered with another gooey substance. The more balloons we pop, the messier we become. Our visual field becomes unclear as we continue on. The last balloon is popped and a metal piece falls out. I grab it up off the floor and turn it over. I see the code and immediately hit my comm- Micah, code # is 07734. I repeat, 07734. -he acknowledges in the affirmative. -Moving out of the room, we enter another hallway. Bombs of ink begin going off as my foot hits a wire. I barely have time to think, but I put on some Breed speed, flipping over the wire and coming to a rolling stop as I miss the most of the paint that is dropped down on my head. I look down at my hands which are glowing in the dark now and I shake my head, growling low. Jax trips another wire and more paint falls from above. We move down the hall, slipping and sliding in all the muck, coming to a locked door. I radio into Micah our location.-
  
  Micah Breed *Nodding as he listened to his captain relay the code over the comm, he met Rafe's confused look with an arced brow as the comm soon began to explode with a variety of swearing and damning of all shapes and sizes* Well. Sounds like they're having a blast *he quickly knelt to the ground beside his teammate* Now lets get this code in there before we end up with one of our own *Pressing the buttons on the keypad, he and Rafe both held their breath for a moment as the last number of the code was pressed and the countdown came to a halt as the panels slid closed again and a clicking noise could be heard from down the hall* Hey Nate... I think we just unlocked your door, Man. Take a look.
  
  Nathan Bishop -I hear the click of the lock and slowly open the door, not knowing what the hell to expect this time. As the door opens up, I do a double take at the unexpected sight of an extremely large teddy bear in the middle of the room. Walking slowly toward it, I keep an eye on out for any more bombs. As I get closer to the bear, I see that it is locked in place. I reach out for it and a recording pipes out - "Take me to Niko". Letting out a breath, I look around the room and spot a pool of... more goo. I see a key in the bottom of it. Removing my boots, I dive into the pool and realize it's jello. Retrieving the key, I pull myself back out of the pool. I walk back to the bear, sloshing as I go, the jello and other goo sliding from my body. I unlock the key and grab the bear. Stuffing my feet back into my boots, I leave the warehouse-

  
  
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  Aric Chase Holy hell. *He watches as his team joins him. They hadn't been given much specifics of their challenges but he could see the damage done to his team. Jax and Nathan were covered in an assortment of paint, sand, glue, and both had a greenish glow to them. Nathan had a chain wrapped around his fist attached to a 4 foot teddy bear that he was dragging along behind him like a recalcitrant child. Jax was also sporting a number of fresh scratches. Rafe was soaked through with hair that looked like he had been running his fingers through it, a lot. Micah had paint chips and dust in his hair and big paint splatters everywhere. But it was the smell eminating from Micah that had him worried.*Dude you smell funky, are you ok?*Micah checks his pockets and swears a blue streak about rotten eggs.*Dude, the fuckin eggs are rotten?* well, how many are broken?*At his confirmation of only losing 1 egg they turn together to head for the paintball arena.*

{Breed War Games 2015} Part 2

Mira Nicholas-Archer

*At the sound of gunfire, I launched myself forward. The barbed wire surrounded the entrance...the only way in was to dive in and hope it didn't take off a layer of skin with it. My body tucked and rolled on the hard dirt ground, the wire scraping my exposed skin causing a rough sting.* For fuck sake. *The course cleared...allowing me to pause for a few moments to catch my bearings...the path ahead seemed to grow tighter and tighter as the barbed wire continued to get thicker and in more spots. I continued on, maneuvering over, under and through barbed wire with relative ease...encountering only two stationary dummies that were vanquished with a single plunge of my knife. Once past the second dummy, I noticed a particularly ominous final patch of barbed wire, with a rope ladder at the end.* That must be the en- *My last word was cut off by the heavy slam of a dummy body hitting me from behind and causing my body to lurch forward into the barbed wire covered floor. The barbs scratched and cut my skin, which as luck would have it was minimally exposed.* Freaking great... *I exclaimed as I carefully got up and inspected my injuries before unsheathing my knife and embedding it into the dummy's thick chest. The very last thing I needed was for my mate, father, teammates and the rest of the elders to start freaking out because they could smell my spilled blood....I rolled my eyes as visions of Niko and Kellan diving through the course after me sped through my mind and carried me to very weak looking rope ladder, to what I could only assume was the next challenge. I climbed the ladder slowly, the cuts stinging with each upward movement...the ladder, which wobbled and swayed with each move I made, continued about ten feet in the air over a pit of what looked like mud. Once at the top, I took a few cleansing breaths before pulling myself up and continuing on my horizontal trek to Hell. The rungs of the ladder finally ended abruptly, with a zip line almost six feet above it...* Thanks a lot assholes! *With the handles inches above what my arms could reach, I would have to balance myself on the edge of the unstable ladder and jump the remaining inches to catch the zip line...if I fell, I would drop over ten feet into a pit of mud and then have to climb the cargo net and try it all over again. * Don't freaking miss, Mira...don't freaking miss! *I jumped, both hands catching the handles and allowing the zip line to zoom forward...finally landing me at the edge of pool...a pool with stones going across it, like some kind of twisted trail of bread crumbs.* Why can't it just be a damn normal pool? *I stepped on the first stone, knowing full well that this would not be as easy a task as it looked...the more weight pressed on the stone, the more it sunk into the water. I continued forward, hopping from stone to stone; moving from sturdy to wobbly to sinking over and over and over... at about halfway though the pool, my speed got away from me and I fell into the water.* Damn it! *I yelled, my still fresh cuts stinging as soon as the water hit them; but I continued on...swimming back to the beginning and starting the challenge over, with more success on my second try. Finally at the edge of the pool, I ran...ran to the end of the course, where my teammate Julian was waiting.*

• Julian Webb *Waiting to start I hear Mira running toward me, inhaling I smell the faint tinge of her blood, cursing to myself*
  
  *Sitting quickly at the table blind folded, I began to pick up the different pieces to all the guns, feeling each one to know what parts they were. Separating the different pieces into piles, then putting the first gun together* Damn tiny pieces, I am missing something. *Quickly assembling it, I ran my hand across the table looking for the missing piece* Got it! *plugging in the last part, and snapped in into place. Running my hands over the gun feeling for any issues, when satisfied I turned to Mira*
  
  Mira where do I need to shoot? *She began to speak and I listened to her words. Loading the gun with paint balls then aiming to where she was telling me to, steadying my hand, I took a breath*
  
  Mira Nicholas-Archer *As expected, the first words out of my teammates mouth were asking if I was okay...* Why wouldn't I be, it's just a freakin' scratch! *My eyes travel through the room, searching for the target that Julian needed to hit in order for us to get to the next part of the challenge.* It's 30 degrees to your right...*looking closer, I notice that the target is a giant X with four words written in each quadrant.* Bring your gun down about 20 inches.*I watch his movements carefully, squatting down to get the same view* Okay, if you don't move from this position we'll have a rainstorm as a challenge...trust me, it's better than the alternatives. *Without hesitation, Julian fired...the paintball round splatting on the lower right hand quadrant of the target...over the word"rainstorm".*
  
  *Just as I began the second gun the torrential rain simulation hit us both, water slammed against me, and I began to put the next one together, trying to keep the parts to the gun dry* ~Holy hell, this shit just got real~
  
  *Putting down the gun I had started to assemble when the parts rolled across the table from the wind. Catching them all quickly, I placed them in my lap and began to get the pieces placed on the gun. Cursing to myself when running my hand over the gun* Damn it, the trigger piece is missing. *Reaching down, I felt it against the chair, snatching it up, and slapping it in place* Okay Captain, ready!
  
  Mira Nicholas-Archer *My already soaked clothes grew heavy and cold with the onslaught of simulated rain falling on us...goosebumps appeared over my arms and a shiver went down my spine as I watched Julian assemble the next weapon.* I think our best option is the loud music...*his head tilts to the side slightly* Trust me, it will be better than the alternatives of earthquake and tornado! *I rip off pieces of my jacket and proceed to shove them into Julian's ear.* This probably wont eliminate all of the sound, but at least it will dampen it slightly...*I squat down next to my teammate to get the same perspective* Okay, you want to go up about 20 inches...stop right there! *assessing the view one last time* Fire!
  
  *Firing the next shot, we are hit with loud rock music, the room shook from the bass. Taking a cleansing breath, tuning out everything but the gun and putting it together. Placing the pieces in order, snapping them, twisting them, growling as the loudness of the music increased* 
  
  *Thinking back to a training session with our team, we learned to concentrate on only the task at hand, the mission. Singing loudly along with the music, bobbing my head, and snapping the last piece in place. Grinning widely, I yelled as I fired it* Whoop there it is!!
• Dare Thorne *Pacing around the entrance to the warehouse waiting for Torin, I hear someone humming the theme to "Mission Impossible". Shaking my head.* Dude, that is so appropriate! C'mon - we got this.
• *Entering the warehouse, I figure this should be easy enough. Just then, the acrid odor of smoke begin to fill the air.* Torin, watch the eggs - there's fucking smoke bombs in here! *waving my arms trying to dissipate the smoke some so Torin can see where he's going. Rounding a corner, I hear a noise, and SPLAT! I get hit in the leg with a paintball.* Fuck me! There's a paintball mine field! I'll try to run interference for you so we can protect those damned motherfucking eggs.
  *Continuing to move forward as fast as I can through the booby traps set for us, I get splattered with several more paint bombs.* Holy shit, I must look like a tie-dyed hippie from the 60's by now. *Rounding the next corner and turning down the hall, we're finally out of the paint mine field.*
  
  Torin Matthews *Laughing, he cradled his sling-o-eggs* Color looks good on your man. Should I start calling you Sunflower now or wait til we are done? *Looking behind him, he saw Julian enter the warehouse* Come on Webb, we've got a bomb to find. *Moving past Dare, they were met with another door. Pushing it open, he heard a loud bell and the timer started. Walking over the the bomb, he set the sling down to get a closer look. There was a keypad attached to it and he swore* Shit, Julian, give me your radio. I need to talk to Dare. *Taking the radio from the male, he called to Dare* Hey Sunflower, found the bomb but its coded. Look around and see if you can find one. We have 8 mins to find it before the bomb goes off.
  
  Dare Thorne Shit. Looking - but don't call me Sunflower, Foghorn Leghorn. You're the one babysitting eggs. *Looking around, I see nothing. Then I look up. Oh hell....*Grabbing the radio, I press the mike button* Foghorn, I think I know where the code may be. Hang on. *Pointing up at the ceiling, I show Mira the balloons tacked up on the ceiling. The code has to be in there. We've got to break them.* Mira, help me break these sons of bitches so we can get the code. *Throwing rocks and nails from the debris on the ground, we begin breaking balloons. All of a sudden, stuff begins to rain down on us.* What the fuck is this? *Mira is covered in feathers, and my hair is filled with a sticky, thick goop that smells like honey. Wiping the goo from my eyes, we continue breaking balloons. Sand pours down on both Mira and I from the one I just broke, and almost immediately her next volley douses us with water.* What else are they going to do to us for crying out loud? *Just then, as I wipe my eyes again, I see something shiny flutter down mixed with clumps of dirt. Grabbing it and trying to wipe off the dirt and goo off it on my pants, I raise my fist in triumph. Shouting into the radio:* Torin! Got the code! Ready? It's 07734 ! * Turning the piece of metal around in my hand, I groan. Some smart ass idea of a joke. It says "hello" if you turn it upside down.*
  
  Dare Thorne *Pocketing the piece of metal with the code, I enter the hallway. Rounding the corner, I get hit with an ink bomb, which splatters me from head to toe. When I find the person responsible for this, they aren't gonna walk right for a week. Grumbling to myself to spare Mira's ears from hearing my profanities, I get half way down the hall and trip over a wire. Hearing a clanging noise, I look up just as a bucket of paint pours all over us. Fuck!!* Well, we can see now - this shit glows in the dark! *Turning my hand over, I see that I now glow a sickly green. Grabbing the radio again - * Foghorn! I'm at a locked door, stop that bomb!!
  
  Torin Matthews I got it Sunflower, I say I say I got it Sunflower. *laughing at the reference, he moved back to the middle of the floor. Kneeling next to the bomb, he set his eggs down next to him. Punching in the "hello" code, 07734, he glanced up at the timer. The numbers flashed and went dark, and bomb was defused. Picking up the radio, he called to Dare* Sunflower, I defused the bomb and stopped the timer. Your door should be unlocked. It's go time!
  
  Dare Thorne *Just as Torin radios me, the door makes a loud "snick" sound and swings open. Good thing, because I'm so covered in goo I would have a hard time turning a fucking doorknob at this point, Pushing the door the rest of the way open, I rush into the room, and stop short, my eyes widening.* What in the blue fuck? A godamned teddy bear? We did all this to rescue a toy? *Looking up I see a huge fucking stuffed bear that must be about 4 feet tall hanging from the ceiling by a chain with a padlock. Yanking on the leg of the bear to see how strongly it is held, the fucking thing speaks to me!!* "Take me to Niko!!" *Fucking hell. Now I'm taking orders from a toy. Looking around, I don't see the key laying around anywhere.* Oh. My. Fucking. Hell. *Behind the bear, is a pool that looks to be about 3 feet deep. From the smell, it's not filled with water either. The key has to be in there. Diving in, not quite sure what to expect, I raise my head back up sputtering.* This fucking thing is filled with Jello! How can humans eat this shit? *Taking a deep breath, I dive back under, swiping my hands slowly and deliberately along the bottom to find something that isn't gelatinous. Feeling something small and sharp, I grab it and jump out victorious. It's a small padlock key. Running back around to the bear, I slip on Jello and bust my ass. Too damn pissed to be embarrassed, I concentrate on the task at hand, fitting the key into the lock. The bear drops from the ceiling. Raising my goo covered hands in victory, I call out to my teammates.* Got it! Let's roll!

  
  
• Kellan Archer *Pacing on the far end of the field, I wait impatiently for Mira 's team to return... Hell, who am I kidding? I was waiting for MY Mira, I knew my fellow warriors could withstand whatever was thrown at them. But even knowing my mate was a Captain of the Order and an Amazon warrioress, I couldn't get past the fact that she was human...and therefore vulnerable.
  I feel her before I see her, walking toward me along with our comrades. Even at a distance, I scan her for injuries, growling at the sight of her soaked and slightly bloodied body. I look at the warriors for a second, but then I make a double take. What the hell was that? Jules was soaked too, Tor was cradling a sling made of his t-shirt, filled with...eggs? And Dare... Well he seemed covered in a gooey substance splashed with some kind of glow in the dark paint... But the weirdest part? He was dragging an oversize teddy bear. He looked royally pissed off. It was all so surreal I could hardly suppress a smile.* This shit just got real...

{Breed War Games 2015} Part 1

Dare Thorne *Reaching the arena, I see that there's another challenge that awaits us. We have to scale a damn wall to get in. Oh lovely. And I suppose our gear is on the other side of the fucking wall. And I'm carrying a 4 foot bear that I have to take to Niko. FML. Ok. Here goes nothing. Wrapping the bear's paws around my neck, I begin to scale this wall. Looking down at the the other team members, I holler out, watch this last step - "it's a son of a bitch!". Seeing Rafe gaining on me, I hurry up and drop over the top and down to the ground.*

• Rafe Malebranche *Glad for my Breed strength and speed, I scaled that wall close behind Dare. Dropping down seconds after him, I ran towards the guns, grabbing enough for the entire team. Handing them off quickly, I quickly found a spot to hide behind, and attempt to sniper off the other team. It was too bad that they all seemed to have the same idea and had found hiding spots too*

  
  
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  Kade Maguire *Watching carefully through my scope from my vantage point, I gave a loud laughing growl as the younger warriors spread out across the arena below us like ants at a picnic. Loading my neon green paintballs, I peppered the ground at their feet as they started to make their way through the obstacles* Dance my little peppermints, Dance *Chuckling as I load another set of 100, I start tracking the lucky few who seemed to be glowing as the swerved and darted between the trees, rocks and various shrubberies*

  
  
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  Julian Webb *Quickly loading the paint cartridge he put too much pressure on the device. Paint exploding in his face* AHHH DAMM!! Prop malfunction!

  
  
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  Jax Breed * Jax ducked behind a tree as the ground in front of him is littered with green paint. Cursing, he scanned the area to find a place to run to. The pause in fire was welcomed as he ran across the field and dove behind a bush. His gun at the ready, he moved, weaving in and around trees, listening as paintballs once again began whizzing through the air aimed no doubt for him and the other players.*

  
  
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  Brock Breed *snickering at the youngsters running like cockroaches in the light, I grab some of Kade's neon green paintballs, load up, and let 'er rip in a long volley of fire. It's like taking candy from a baby, since most of them were glowing in the dark from the paint bombs in the prior challenges. Hitting Dare directly in the chest - shouting "SCORE"!!*

  
  
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  Torin Matthews *Running across the arena, he hit the deck as paintballs whizzed by his head. Getting up, he quickly scanned the area looking for the flag* BLUE FLAG UP AHEAD. *Doing a tuck and roll move, he took aim with his gun, his eyes on the flag*

  
  
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  Micah Breed *Turning his head as some movement caught the corner of his eye, he smirked from behind the crumbling wall as he rested his gun on the edge and took aim at Torin's "sling-o-eggs"* This is too easy *knowing his team's eggs were safe inside the teddy bear, he let out his breath and triggered off 5 rounds that left a trail of splattered paint along the wall besides Torin's head, causing him to spin in an evasive mood and crack a few of his eggs against the wall as he escaped* Score one for the hometeam.

  
  
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  Kellan Archer *I hear Tor saying he had located the flag. Scanning for Mira's location I plot the quickest way to get her near the flag. I know she must be pissed up that her suit was slowing her down... I have noticed we are under fire from above as well as from the other players. The Elders must be on this game too. I quickly move towards Mira fanning out my gunfire*

  
  
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  Niko Breed Hiding in my tree that I've made the leaves thicker trying hard not to laugh at the expression on their faces. Trying so desparately to avoid being hit. My gun already cocked and loaded with some of the finest of red balls. When these fuckers are shot they'll look like they're bleeding. Kellan comes into view. Bringing him into focus popping off six rounds. Each shot landing square in his crotch.* Bulls eye motherfucker....

  
  
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  Aric Chase *He watches as Kellan goes down and knowing that Torin has cracked a few of their team's eggs, he gives a whoop of momentary triumph befores sliding under a fallen log and rolling down a hill to find himself laying a few feet away from Nathan* Hey, do you have any idea where that fucking flag is? *scanning the area around them, he catches a glimpse of something in the distance and elbows Nathan to get his attention* Do you see what I'm seeing?

  
  
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  Mira Nicholas-Archer *As soon as I land on the dirt, I throw on the stupid gear that ONLY I have to wear as quickly as possible...it was going to slow me down but it would not stop me from showing them who is boss. Before I grab my gun, with purple pelts of course, I ensure my hot pink flag is hidden in my front pocket, with only a small portion showing. If one of them even tried to grab it, there would be consequences. Once I have my gun, I set off in a sprint...firing my paintball gun in all directions* Take that, suckers! *Running in a serpentine pattern proves to be the smartest move I could possibly make* Nice shooting skills! *I yell as their paintballs splatter on the ground all around me, missing me spectacularly. Ahead, I see my mate searching me out...I knew it was hard for him to let me be a warrior, but this is what I had trained for, this is who I was and nothing would change that. As I continued toward him, I saw my father...* Damn it, daddy... *shooting my mate in the crotch with a satisfied look on his face...I would have a talk with him later, but right now my focus needed to be on the task at hand.* Sorry, baby! I'll win for you! *I yelled out again as I ran past my mate and toward Torin* I see the flag! *I jump on his back, turning slightly to pick off all of Nathan's team gaining on us* Run!!

  
  
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  Nathan Bishop -Over the wall, I grab up a weapon and start running, scanning the field as I go. I spot Mira's Hot Pink flag within seconds and begin working my way toward it, dodging flying paint balls as I go. I slide behind a bush as one barely misses my head. Peeking around, I take aim, but miss my target. Up and running again, I get a little bit closer to the flag. As Aric rolls into my path, I give him a nod...- Yeah, I see it. -I take off running again as I hear Mira's voice-

  
  
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  Dare Thorne *grumbling and rubbing the sting where I was hit by the paintball, I was pissed at being relegated to be one of the "walking dead". To make up for it, I sneak around the trees, rubbing dirt on myself to mask the glow in the dark paint, and sneak up behind Kade and Brock making zombie noises.*

  
  
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  Rafe Malebranche *I chuckled to myself, my uncles sure had awesome aim. Spotting Aric and Nate, and making eye contact, I nodded that I'd cover them, and looked to see who else I could pick off. It seemed like there weren't that many left from Mira's team, and I wasn't about t waste amo on the "spectators". Seeing that Mira was ready to go after our flag, I made a break for it and went after her. Making sure to not be seen. Damn that female could run. Her father had trained her too well*

  
  
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  Kade Maguire *Watching the events unfold below, I grin and sight my scope again as the members of each team started dropping like flies. Lifting my head a moment, I turn to Brock to signal that I hear something and we both turn our heads and to see a dirty, bedraggled figure numbly stomping in our direction* HOLY FUCKING HELL *Jumping off the ground, my finger jerks the trigger, sending a spray of green paintballs right over the red ones covering Kellan's groin and up accords Jax's chest* IT'S THE MOTHER FUCKING ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE *spinning my gun around, I manage to let off a few more shots, tagging Brock in the thigh and Dare in the hip* Oops

  
  
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  Jax Breed * From his vantage point he could see Mira and Torin. Just as Jax moved to shoot them and take Mira and her flag he heard someone scream ' HOLY FUCKING HELL' and was shot several times across the chest. Looking down at himself, he let out a tapestry of curses and headed off the field. Kellan and the others that had been "killed" were there and when Kellan smirked at him, Jax shot him twice in the crotch with bright yellow paintballs. Laughing as he leaned against a tree to watch the rest of the action on the field.*
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  Brock Breed *trying to regain control after the "zombie attack" and resulting hysteria, I trained my sights on the remaining warriors. Taking careful aim, I squeezed the trigger several times in rapid succession, making a circle pattern on Micah's chest. Got him! Turning around and laughing at Kade, I join the others in taking potshots at Kellan's crotch.*

  
  
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  Torin Matthews *Hooking his arms around Mira's knees, he took off running. Using his breed speed, he weaved through the area. Acting as a sniper, Mira covered both of them as he ran. * Almost there Cap. Hang in with me.

  
  
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  Micah Breed *Feeling the slam of paintballs against his chest, he doubled over for a moment and swore between his fangs* Shit, that hurts like hell *Looking up into the trees, he caught a glimpse of his two crazy-ass uncles and he sent them each a middle finger salute. Turning to leave the playing field, he jogged a few paces before being run clean over by a sprinting Torin, sending all three warriors to the ground in a flailing 
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  Kellan Archer *I had been shot several times so somebody must be trying to make a statement. I shrug, not really caring about anybody's issues. Besides, a couple of paintballs shots where nothing to a Breed. My plans for tonight will be unaltered. Without any sign of frustration whatsoever, I calmly stand up and walk to the sidelines to follow the developments*

  
  
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  Niko Breed *Seeing the look of fustration on Kell's face as he walks off. Smirking to myself. Maybe his hands wont be on my litte girl tonight. I really did feel a little bad for the guy...well maybe not.*

  
  
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  Aric Chase *he runs interference for Nathan as they make their way across the field. Paint balls are flying in every direction. They come around a large bush and see Mira, Torin, and Micah, sprawled on the ground swearing. He spots a slip of pink in Mira's pocket and quickly pulls out her flag.* Thanks Doll, made that kind of easy for us. *turning, he reaches to hand the flag to Nathan.*

  
  
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  Mira Nicholas-Archer *As soon as Aric pulls the flag from my front pocket, I know it's over...but the warrior in me does not plan on going down that easily. In the few seconds after Aric and Nathan both think they're golden, before Aric actually hands the flag over, I aim my gun and fire. Shooting both breeds in the center of the chest in quick succession. They both look down at the purple splatter on their chests and even though all of us think they won, I get up off the ground and grab the blue flag from Nathan's back pocket...* Thank you! *and walk away*

  
  
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  Nathan Bishop -I look down at the purple splatter on my chest and scowl at Mira, aiming my own gun at her retreating ass, pulling the trigger and dousing her with my bright green paint. She squeals and turns to look at me, her jaw dropping. She has my flag in her hand, but I have her flag in mine. A smile spreads across my face as I put on Breed speed, racing for the finish line, leaving her to eat my dust.-