The Nightmare Fighting Tournament Novels & Stories

Sincerely, The Master of Ceremonies I read the words over and over, but they remain the same. Two weeks. I have two weeks to prepare for this. Maybe I should have spent more time training than relaxing like my parents wanted. Two weeks isn’t enough time to get ready, but who am I kidding? You can’t get ready for The Tournament. You can just hope to survive it. “So what exactly is The Tournament?” Asks Alec, pulling me from my thoughts. I put the card down and look up at him. “In simple terms, it’s a battle royal. Kill or be killed,” I say impassively. He freezes mid-bite into this sandwich.

Went to the hospital without another word. Jet stood in the front of the pack, watching them walk away. I assumed he was trying to find the right words. After clearing his throat, “There will be a traditional tournament. The winner will get the position of gamma. We have already decided on each phase and to let everyone know that anything marked in the yellow tape is officially restricted territory as we set it all up. Jameson will be allowed to compete, so the tournament will be held in one week. A sign up sheet is already posted in the foyer. Let me be clear, there are three rounds. A fighting round, critical thinking around and an obstacles course. These are designed to test you mentally

She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. Elena Singh was a 22 years old working woman like every normal women but was her life really normal like others? She was unique, she was talented, she was brave, she was independent yet she was terrified, not of anyone else but herself. Why? Because she saw dreams, or you can call them nightmar JJes, and because whatever she dreams comes true. Lately, She gets these weirdly terrifying nightmares which are scarier than any other nightmare she saw. Only if she knew, the MAN in her nightmare will soon turn her whole existence in to a living nightmare.

“This is going to be a nightmare.” “It is a nightmare, Kyle.” Kit said softly. “And I fear it is only going to get worse from here on out.” Her quiet words echoed throughout the room. They all knew it was true. It was going to be a fight and one with some very dire results if they lost it. Both men looked at Kit and knew she would fight to the death, and she would be the one titled the winner in the end. She was willing to walk into the nightmare and pull everyone out safely. She also thought it was what friends did. She couldn’t have been more wrong with that statement. This was more than friendship in the end. This was family.

“He is coming, let me go and get you something to eat and drink.” He then walked out leaving me with the girls. “This thing is crazy, you know.” Adeth said, lying beside me on the bed. “What is?” “This whole tournament, it's like a period where all who have several grievances use it to settle their issues.” “It's just a show of who has the most power. Do you have any idea how the tournament came to existence?” Anita looked at us both, we shook our heads vigorously. “Here we go again,” Martha said, rolling her eyes at us. Joining us on the bed.

I doubted my sanity would remain intact if I were to be left on my own. We all sat in the cozy living room, surrounded by plush cushions and soft blankets. My three best friends; Layla, Janelle, and Sofia, as well as Alyssa, my sister-in-law, flanked me on the large couch, while Alfredo and Alvida, my parents-in-law, sat on a couch opposite ours. The room was bathed in the warm, afternoon sunlight, but no amount of light could erase the darkness that still clung to my very being. I took a deep breath and looked at them, my voice shaky as I spoke. "I've been having these recurring nightmares,"

he taunted, his voice dripping with otherworldly confidence. The Quad Kings stood tall, determination burning within. "Bring it on!" they declared in unison, their bond strengthened by the challenge. The vampires proposed a best-of-five tournament, each match featuring a different game, pushing the quads to their limits. Blaze would face Valoric solo, deciding the tournament's outcome. Storm strategized,.The pack knew they'd need teamwork, communication, and psychological insights to counter supernatural strengths.

They enticed me with this nightmare so they just have to be ready. It is now pay-back time.

The next morning, we both groan when the alarm wakes us ridiculously early, but by the time we get to breakfast, the energy is buzzing from everywhere and we’re ready to cheer our warriors on to victory. As we’re eating, the elders come in to announce the beginning of the tournament. “Welcome to the Tournament of the Moon Goddess. This four-day tournament will showcase the strengths of your packs and allow us to rank the packs in strength and numbers.” He goes through an explaination of how the days will be divided, points given and that each day the packs will be ranked based on their total number of points. There is a challenger board, where we can watch the progression of the matches and

On the other side of the arena is a door just like ours. The more crowd goes berserk, the more we stand still, feet into the sand, adrenaline pumping our veins. “He brought us here to fight?” Shane asks. We are weak. There are weapons. It’s not about fighting. “It’s a kill or be killed tournament.” I mutter dryly. Shit. “We’ve gotta get out of these chains before whatever’s on the side attacks us.” Yeah, no shit, Neo. Slowly, torturously, the door on the other side slides open, the ground itself feels like it’s moving as whatever is lurking in the darkness plunges out into the light.