Enders Game 2 Novels & Stories

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> POV: Dual, Khyle and Gunner _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Nearly two hours later Gunner was slamming the button home, taking Khyle out with head shot after head shot in the fiercest first person shooter game they'd played yet. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

… The skies finally calmed down on the sixth day, but ominous clouds continued to hover overhead. The roads were covered in warped steel bars. Cars, streetlights, and barricades were stuck together thanks to the magnets, forming massive mountains of metal. The entire city was in ruins. Just then, my phone vibrated. The system had sent a notification. "There are only ten minutes left before the conclusion of the second stage. Activating the in-game livestream function." No one spoke in the group chat. There were only three players left—me, Frank, and Riley. I had 1,500 points while Frank and Riley each had 1,400 points.

I went down the tree house and ran, Luke, then chased after me… I stopped and Luke proceeded on tickling me, I forced myself to laugh even though I didn't feel anything. "Say… I thought of a new game," I said to them as casually as possible. All of them, without delay, gathered around me, "What is it?" 'The conditioning seems to be a success' "Killers and Targets!" I said, "You can be a target or you can be a killer… we have a card here and each card has a role you should reenact."

The guy across the room fell to the ground with a bullet hole in his head. “I didn’t miss,” Xander said with his gun still pointing to the direction where the guy fell dead. Everyone was stunned, including Joey. “Pack this up ... and go home,” Xander added. He looked around the room at the men that were staring at him. He looked them in the eyes, “And tell anyone who needs to know ... respect the code, or we’ll come after you ... every last one of you.” With that said, the two left the basement and unknowingly ignited the spark of the war they had been talking about for months.

The 08:00 AM sun began to peek through the smoke, illuminating the destruction of an empire. Elara’s black phone buzzed. A final, high-pitched chime. [ SURVIVAL GAME: REGION 1 — TERMINATED ] [ PRIZE POOL DISTRIBUTED: $2,325 PER SURVIVOR ] "Two thousand dollars?" Mira spat, wiping blood from her lip. "I almost died for two grand?" "Look at the screen, Mira," Elara whispered. The phone didn't stop. A new map was loading. It wasn't just a map of the city anymore. It was a map of the world.

“Basahin ko mga comments niyo mamaya, salamat po sa mga nagse-send ng star, and hi sa mga bagong viewers!” He straightened his back on his gaming chair and stretched his neck for a bit before going back to the game. Ang kasalukuyang ranked game nila ay Search and Destroy. The first team has to plant the bomb and successfully destroy the target while the other do their best to defuse, killing the enemies in the process to fulfill their objective.

“Then we’ll play for it.” I arch a brow. “Play?” Her hand digs into her belt, pulling out a small silver coin. It shines when she turns it in her fingers. “Best two out of three,” she says. “I call it. If it lands on my side more than yours, my family walks free. If not…” “Then you come back with me,” I finish for her. My voice sounds hollow. Dead. It fits. She nods. I stare at the coin. This is stupid. A child’s game. But maybe that’s the only way left for us. Too much blood and ruin lies between us for anything else.

He picked up immediately. “Don.” “The plan has changed. Just watch Marena now. I want to make that tramp think her plan is still underway.” There was a brief silence, then Nico’s voice came through. “Okay, don.” Nero smirked. “Let the games begin.”

he says arrogantly. “Hmmm, okay. I guess that means that all of the aid that my clan provides to yours in no longer needed. I’ll make sure that it is discontinued right away,” Reyes says. The vampire snarls, his fangs coming out aggressively. “Please,” Reyes says, his eyes going red, “I dare you to come at me.” I watch as the other vampire gets ahold of himself, his fangs snapping back into his gums before he turns. “Follow me.”

I muttered, furious at him. “You are confused between liberation or vengeance and I will use it against him. You and your redemption can go to hell now, Roy Layne.” I muttered, grabbing my bag. “Who can go to hell?” Eri giggled, peaking into the room. “Just someone bad, Eri.” “You are so strong, you can deal with any bad guy, Nut!” She beamed, encouraging me. I would never want her to see me with the look of a murderer. Before going to work I need to meet someone to play my part in that game, finally making a move.