Put Your Toys Away {Zagreus v Terrortot} Day 2

Pain without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

I felt pain surge through me again as the terrifying looking doll stabbed me in the chest. I yelped, but tried not to let it distract me. I needed to keep fighting, even though I felt weak. What did this thing think it was capable of? It seemed to think it could kill me. I just had to hope it couldn’t.

”What do you think you’re doing?” I yelled at the toy toddler.

”Back off!” I told it again.

When it started to get closer to me, I held my axe tight. I would attack it as soon as it was within my range. It was by job and mine alone to take this thing down. I wouldn’t let my allies see my face in the sky. If anything, we were only going to see the faces of those outside of our alliance in the sky that night.

”I’m not going to die to you!” I readied my weapon. ”You’re going to be the one who is killed by me!”

I wondered what Jamie thought of me in this moment. Did he think that I was stronger than he expected? Judging by when he visited me in the Justice Building, he didn’t think I could possibly win. Maybe I could change his mind now, though. I wouldn’t want him to think I was going to die so soon. I wouldn’t let it happen, anyway. I was going to survive, regardless of what the other people in and out of the arena thought. At least, I’d survive today, if nothing else.

Jamie and the others would see how capable I was. Perhaps my parents would, too. If my mother and father actually saw me as strong, that would be a true miracle. My axe was ready to hit my opponent once more.

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[Zagreus attacks Cynthia the Terrortot with axe]

ITsfo0Cpaxe

[11184 -- Deep Gash on Right Forearm -- 8.0 damage]

You're sick of feeling numb
You're not the only one
I'll take you by the hand
And I'll show you a world that you can understand

[dars]

Pain without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

Now that the damn mutt was growing weaker, I was extremely close to finishing it off. I was sure that just one more hit would do the job. It was a freaky looking doll, but it didn’t scare me at this point. Nothing it could do right now would stop me from fighting. I wasn’t dead yet, and I wasn’t letting it happen now. I just had to kill this thing, move on, and find my allies. Bruce, Tobias and Ella had likely gotten caught up in something, whether it be a fight with other tributes or some sort of creatures that the Gamemakers created.

I’d yet to hear any cannons, which was both a positive and negative thing. The good thing was that it meant that my allies were all still alive. The bad things was that it meant I still had the same amount of enemies as I had when I went to sleep the night before. After all, with only two dead, I couldn’t be entirely certain if I was going to make it much further. Tributes were itching to kill. They were seeking blood. No. Not just them. I was seeking blood, too. Unfortunately, plastic dolls didn’t bleed. They just cracked and broke.

Regardless, this would have to do. It wasn’t a tribute kill, but it was something, and it was taking care of my fighting urge, at least for the time being. Once I killed this thing, I would be set to try and find the others. Hopefully they weren’t in danger. I didn’t want them to die. No, I still needed allies at this point in the Games. There was no way I could survive without help if I had to go up against an alliance of multiple other tributes. That just wouldn’t go over well.

I wouldn’t let myself die because of something like that. I needed to use all the resources I had, which included anyone who was willing to help me out. I just wish we hadn’t all gotten separated. Oh, how much easier things would have been. I wouldn’t have to be worrying about Bruce, Ella and Tobias, and they wouldn’t have to be worrying about me, if they were. Which, I was almost positive at least one of them would be concerned. They weren’t all completely heartless.

”Heh, alright, you toddler sized terror,” I started, glaring at the mutt. ”I hope you’re enjoying your final moments. It’s time for you to go now, though.” I grinned. ”Things like you don’t belong in the realm of the living.”

My axe breezed through the air, aiming for the demented doll. I didn’t know what its story was, or if it even had one, and now I’d never know. No one would ever know, because it would cease to exist. Then again, did that matter? Did I care if anyone ever knew? After all, it was the one that had snuck up on me. Yes, I’d struck first, but I wasn’t a fan of dying. It was better to just get the enemies out of the way as swiftly as possible, and this was one of them.

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[Zagreus attacks Cynthia the Terrortot with axe]

84D|Uyahaxe

[11062 -- Shallow Cut on Back of Head -- 4.5 damage]

You're sick of feeling numb
You're not the only one
I'll take you by the hand
And I'll show you a world that you can understand

[dars]