The wind felt cold on her face. The lightning was terrifying, the thunder was even worse. She heard footsteps, just behind her, while she was running, running to save her life. She heard a loud BANG, and just a second later, she felt a horrible pain in her leg. She fell. The mud soiled her face, and her soaked clothes, and the blood felt warm on her icy skin. She could still hear footsteps, but they didn’t run anymore, no, they came to her sneaking.

At every step, she became more terrified. Tears began to run down her cheeks, and then, she heard a sharp click, like someone was about to shoot her. Now she was really crying. Then, she heard the sound of a sword that was swishing through the air, and then she heard a body hitting the ground. It shook for a second, and she slowly turned her face to her savior. But there was no one.

A few days later, she was home again. She had won. She was the only survivor. But she hadn’t found out who had saved her that first night. But she knew that she would never forget him. Or her.

A/N A short fic about Battle Royale.

Lenneko-chan