The Stadium (In the Process of Ending/No longer accepting)

"Calm down, Cassie. I'm not going to stab you," Ivan says. I snort.
"Yet," I mutter. I really hate that guy. Still, he must be pretty clever if he's got Cassie eating out of his hands.Cassie won the first round. It still surprises me; I must have underestimated her; which is weird because usually I overestimate people if I'm wrong. Two girls I can't seem estimate right and one guy I estimate I want to punch in the face a few times... what a group I've gotten myself wrapped into!

i wonder if drake thought i was a weirdo. everyone usually thought that. i move to a window to look up at the night sky adorned with stars.it was just...beautiful.
just then i saw the same little boy outside of the window. he was staring at me nonchallantly. i hurried outside to see who he was but when i reached there, he was long gone. i sighed, but i didn't ponder on this for long. i could hear my stomach rumble a bit. i was hungry.

Spoiler

This is part of the twist MLH mentioned. You'll catch on pretty soon. And MLH, good enough name?

Name: Alejandre "The General" Nixan

Gender: Male

Age: 41

Occupation: Military General

Appearance: The General has slick black hair, usually cut short, and pale blue eyes. He's around 5'11'', usually dressed in military uniform. His face is rigid and stern at all time, usually completely expressionless.

Personality: He's stern and strictly disciplined. Though prefering to hide his emotions, he is kind and caring about his daughter. His biggest problem is pride. Pride and greed. He's a big part of the Stadium Games, placing bets on whoever he thinks will win and usually getting his way.

Other: He's a temporary character, meaning he will be quite flat and only used when breaks come up since the mansion is his.
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Alejandre "The General" Nixan:

He descends the grand staircase and claps his hands when he reaches the middle, grabbing the gladiators' attention.
"Congratulations, all of you!" He smiles. "You've made it past the first round!"
They look up to him in confusion, surprise.
"I apologize for my daughter's disappearance. I wished for her to make herself more presentable." He says. "She'll be down momentarily. In the meantime, please make yourself comfortable, and welcome to my home."

when i was back inside i saw this strange guy congragulate us and went on bla,bla,bla. honestly i couldn't pay attention i was soooo hungry. then my stomach made this huge growl. i wonder if they heard. i put my hands on my face embaraced.

Drake-
Who's his daughter? I glance around, trying to figure out if anyone's missing, then see Ice walking in. She looks pretty much the same. I head towards her.
"So what do you think of this Bigwig? Weird, huh?" then take a step back, remembering she doesn't like questions, "sorry," I add.

i couldn't help but laugh at what drake said. then i quickly stiffled it.

Drake-
She laughs; and it reminds me of snow fall, but she cuts off and returns to her normal expression.
"It's okay you know," I say, "you can laugh. No one's gonna hurt you." She looks at me, another flash passing over her eyes.
"because they did hurt you, right? That's why you have all those scars." I instantly know I've gone too har and wish I could swallow my words, but all I can do is stare at her, my eyes locked on her's.

Rutila Nixion

The mask came off and the military generals daughter comes back, I let my brunette hair fall out and began getting dressed I had to put on a pretty good act to fool Jesse and Micah. But I decided to let them know who they had on there team, I put on a princess like dress it was bright pink and had gems ll over the dress. next was make up next. I did the whole line maskara, eyeliner, bright red lipstick. I could hear my father being to make his announcements I had to move quickly. And now the final touch to ensure my safty in the event anyone would decide to knock "The Black Dagger" off. I small easily consealed dagger. I had one of my high heels modified to hold this dagger. I put it in the stape and walk out the door. I see my father on the floyer. He sees me coming and we begin our usual ceromony of usering me in.

drakes words were awful. i didn't want to see those memories of the past. i tried my best to lock them up and now he was bringing it up like it was casual? my past is one thing i can not talk about. it angered me. i glared at him before walking away from him.
anger is how i usually cover up my pain, my weakness. drake couldn't have picked a more perfect time to anger me . to begin with i was hungry, and you know what they say , "a hungry man is an angry man."

Drake-
Ice walks away and I won't to go after her, apologize, but trumpets sound and the general's daughter arrives. Cursing myself for saying such a stupid thing, I have to stay still as she makes her way down the steps. My first instinct is to steal something from the rich girl; since she looks like the type that would have some expensive jewelry on her, and my next thought is that she looks incredibly fake. Her face is plastered with make-up, a bright pink dress covered with jewels to hide behind, high heels to make her seem taller than she really was.
As soon as it won't draw anyone's attention, I head after Ice.

i was stomping around looking for the kitchen. i couldn't care less about the guy(who didn't state his name) daughter. i let my nose lead away and came to face a huge door that led to the kitchen(there was a sign on the door) i went in and found the chef singing as he cooked. "weird" i thought. i cleared my throat to let him acknowledge my presence..
he jumped as if starteled.then he began laughing. ,"i take it your hungry" he said before chuckling. "not to worry not to worry , come have a seat and i'll give you some soup." he was kind of pulling me to the kitchen table and made me sit down. he set down a bowl of hot soup. i wolfed it down and licked the bowl clean. so much for table manners.
i looked up to se the chef staring at me, he laughed . "the contestents get more digusting by the year." i ignored that comment as he set down another bowl, "i don't know why boss always has to bring garbage like you to the mansion." i continued ignoring him. i heard worse.
the chef continued to smile even after going on and on about how ugly i was and was a messed up girl. i didn't need to hear that. i already thought that way myself.

Micah

My first thought when I saw the general's daughter:

Damn.

She looks familiar, as she descends the stairs, but I can't place her. I'd never been the Prince who falls for the Princess type, but damn was she something.
The eyes...Something about the eyes, the way she walks... It's all familiar. But again, I can't draw a clue. I glance around the room at the rest of the girls, trying to see who is missing, when it hits me.

No freaking way...

Drake-
I find her in the kitchen, but decide to plot out what I'm going to say- and more importantly what I'm not- before I rush in; something I rarely do.
"Ugly, ugly, ugly," the cook says, "so unworthy of the prizes." Ice's eyes don't even flash; she just continues to eat. I tap the cook's shoulder, and when he turns to look at me, I punch him in the nose, then step past him and sit next to Ice.
"I'm really sorry," I say as the cook swears and looks for something to stop his bleeding nose, "how about this; I never ever ask you about something from the past, and you forgive me. You can ask me whatever I want; but I'm not saying I'm going to answer. Deal." I hold out my hand for her to shake, but pull it back.
"If you don't agree, just shake your head no, 'kay?" I say, thankful she's not the shaking-hands type because mine are disgustingly sweaty for some reason. I think over what I said, hoping I didn't say anything wrong, knowing I probably did because I always do. She glances at the chef I punched, who's yellin' and screamin' about how he was attacked now.
"I'll never hurt you, Ice," I say, "you know that, don't you?"

was drake trying to confuse me? why was he following me, why did he punch the chef? we were in a stadium where we had to fight to the daeth right? so how could he make such a promise. i didn't beleive him, but the way he said it was sincere i had to beleive him. i shook my head in frustration this wasn't suppose to be happenening he's making it harder for me to kill without feeling anything. of course i didn't want to kill...i was sent here by force.
i look up at him , " what...what do you want...from me?" i asked. i couldn't help but ask. when someone wanted something from me they got all freindly and even though i didn't expect a bad answer or feel any ill intentions, i still asked.

Drake-
"What do you want from me?" she asks hesitantly. The question surprises me and I suddenly remember where I am.
"I'm sorry," I say, "but I won't hurt you NOW. We're on the same team, remember? It might not come to... that anyways. Someone might hack my head off before then; Mask Girl probably has it in for me by now." I don't know why I want to get to know her so much. Maybe it's some kind of near death thing or something?