Saw Let The Game Begin Novels & Stories

I paused for dramatic effect and watched there faces, they seem eager and I like eager people you know. “Who—ever, kills each first grabs the cash and you'd still run to the other end and back a…Nd I would still be shooting, so it's a hard level.” With that I brought out the gun that I personally embedded on my waist when this game started and raised it up. “Now boys, Run on my shout of start, Ready, Start!” I immediately heard there large footsteps as they took off and slowly arranged my gun together, cocking it and raising it up to aim.

He didn't say anything for a moment and then he said in a warmly amused voice, "Then let the games begin, Riley Bancroft." What the fuck did that mean?

The minute my gaze lands on their captain—Mason Kelt—they lock eyes with me. I smirk. Poor bastard doesn’t even know what’s coming. “Let’s rip them apart,” Casen mutters next to me, jaw clenched, eyes already reading the defense line like it’s written in braille. We bump fists. The ref drops the puck. The game begins.

And then, the air in the room began to vibrate with a frequency I recognized all too well. A mechanical voice, identical to the one that had started the "New Game," boomed from the rusted speakers in the ceiling: "Phase One: Survival - Complete. Phase Two: The Reconstruction - Commencing. Please select your first building block: Flesh or Steel?"

Her eyes moved from Rose to Maria and back again. Her mouth curved. "Let the game begin," she said to no one. The cameras kept flashing. And I stood in the middle of all of it, burning from the inside out, trying to hold myself together with both hands.

Argh… I am losing my mind. “I’m going in.” Ava blurted and excused us. “Guys, it’s time to come out, the game starts soon.” The medic called out to us, obviously, a request from the coach, Mason tapped my shoulder, “Let’s kick some ass like we always do.” I don’t think I can be sane enough to do that. Because now my eyes would be searching through the audience, looking for Lila and Jake. Ugh… this is going to be a very long painful and rage-baiting night.

Lake’s POV Reed's voice boomed over the music, cutting through the chatter to get our attention. “Alright, people! It’s game time!” Cheers erupted throughout the room as he stood on one of the sofas, waving his hands dramatically in the air. He started going through all the activities they had lined up, and we were all totally on board since morning felt like ages away. “Alright, we’re kicking things off with a drinking game,” he said, gesturing toward the long table in the center of the room. “We need everyone around the table. Pick your squad and let the shenanigans begin!”

For now, I will play along. Act stupid. And strike when he least expects it. Let the game begin. Every game has a winner. We’ll see who wins.

I whined grumbled, catching a ball tossed my way. "You don’t have to participate if you don’t want to," Legion stated plainly, looking at me as if I had all the choices in the world. I scoffed at that, “yeah, right.” "Oh come on Kaya, it will be fun," Ally put in before Legion could reply. Miss Maria blowing her whistle in the next second informing us that the game had just began. I stepped into position trying to put my game face on, not like I had a particular fierce one.

Why the fûck would he be looking at me? I quickly looked away. The referee blew his whistle and the game began. Austin ran with the ball, passing it over to Miles, he ran to the left corner as the team was behind him. He managed to see Chase and passed the ball. Chase passed it to Noah, Noah made a run for it.