Limited Extra Time Novels & Stories

Finally, she sits down, and Burk walks off as if nothing happened. "Well, it would seem a human female was afraid the champion was too relaxed. She is ignorant of a Mangog's weaknesses and didn't realize Commander Burk had the situation under control. This, however, means Commander Burk had outside help. He will have an extra five minutes added to his end time. The matches will continue as scheduled," the announcer says, and the entire crowd begins to laugh.

So instead of fighting it or telling it off, I responded to its command. "All obstacle courses have the maximum time to finish in five minutes. Your goal is to finish all the courses lower than the maximum time. Any of you will fail the test, you'll receive the punishment." I answer here. Maybe I thought I wasn't listening earlier, I heard it over and over again.

And each pair had only two minutes to round up their match. Any pair that exceeded the time limit with neither of the contestants giving in would be voted on by spectators and sometimes by the masters. The masters even had the opportunity to fill in their squad if one of the contestants defected during or after his or her match. As she fought, Freya couldn't help, but notice there was something wrong with the look on Sarah's face. "She's fighting so…fierce. If she keeps that up, her opponent might end up getting badly injured." Marinette commented from the side.

he declared. “TO WIN A MATCH, A TEAM NEEDS ONLY 2 POINTS. ANY OF THE TEAM MATES CAN FIGHT ANY OF THE OTHER TWO IN THE OPPOSING TEAM. EVEN TWO CAN FOCUS ON ONLY ONE. HOWEVER THE FACT WILL REMAIN THAT YOU NEED 2 POINTS TO WIN,” the moderator explained the rules. “ALSO THERE IS A TIME LIMIT OF 20 MINUTES FOR EACH MATCH. IN CASE OF A TIE, THE TEAMS WILL CHOOSE ONE MAN FROM EACH TEAM AND A ONE POINT MATCH WITHOUT TIME LIMIT SHALL ENSUE,” he concluded.

Yates shouted, drawing everyone’s attention. Caitlin and Zora were both in athletic gear, ready for the match. The rules were simple: the first round would consist of 40 shots, with each shot having a time limit of 75 seconds. The second round would involve 10 shots, each with the same time limit. As the referee gave the signal, the competition began. Meanwhile, the animated video that Caitlin and Sebastian had worked on together was now being promoted as an ad across multiple platforms. Anyone watching TV, using a computer, phone, or streaming services would be able to see the ad.

I still had no idea what was going on. “We are going to add an extra five minutes for voting. We understand that some people’s network is slow. To keep the suspense, the live poll will be closed for the remaining eight minutes,” a staff member suddenly announced. I looked at Roland, but he simply put his phone into his pocket and relaxed. I thought that if I could no longer see the live poll, I would feel more at ease—but I was wrong. My heart kept racing, and I wondered whether I would get a last-minute miracle or if the gap between Emily and me would only widen.

“How much longer do I have?” He glance at his wristwatch, “I’d say less than thirty minutes, precisely twenty-three minutes.” I pull my head up and inspect my desk to see if I can navigate my way through the works on it in such a little time. “I think I can do this,” I bob my head, enthusiastic. “Really? Great!” “Can I help?” his brow arches in interest. “No helping. That’s part of the rules, and no using of magic either, that’s considered cheating.”

“Any team that returns with at least one banner advances. Any team that returns empty-handed is eliminated. Any team that fails to return within forty-eight hours is eliminated, banner or no banner.” Dear goddess, forty-eight hours. Two full days in that forest with eleven other rival teams. This is going to be brutal. “Now, you have twenty minutes to strategize before the horn sounds, so use that time wisely. Also…” she smiles for the first time. “Good luck. You'll need lots of it.”

Finally, the twenty minutes were up… and it was still a tie, even in the third round. My heart practically leaped out of my chest during the five minutes of overtime as Enzo and the other captain continued to battle for the winning point, but no one scored. The referee blew his whistle and gathered both teams to the center of the rink. “Oh, no,” Tiffany said, finally returning after disappearing for so long. She didn’t have a drink, and her makeup looked a little smudged. I hid my smirk as I wondered if she secretly met someone during intermission. “Looks like they’re gonna do a shootout.”

Marcus spread his arms. “Well?” “You two are ridiculous.” “You love it.” I did. God help me. I absolutely did. Jarek came over and kissed my forehead. “Last chance.” I smiled. “No.” His eyes softened. “Good.” Marcus handed me a little digital timer. “Two hours.” “And fifteen minutes?” “Head start.” “And no GPS?” “No GPS.” “And if I win?” Marcus grinned. “Baby doll, if you somehow outrun us for two hours, we’ll spend the rest of our lives hearing about it.”