Author: LeRosaVerde PM
A Hunger Games and Gantz Crossover, starring me the author as the main character, in a few chapters you will see what 'I' am there for. When the tributes were killed, there is many options to afterlife; but what if they end up in Gantz?Rated: Fiction T - English - Sci-Fi/Horror - Chapters: 5 - Words: 5,135 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 05-16-12 - Published: 05-08-12 - id: 8097304
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There has been very little information on why I have been sent to this place. It seems as if Gantz wanted me to watch over a bunch of newcomers. But the idea of pulling me away from my comfort zone does not answer to my question, why must it be a foreign land? And worse off, I doubt this is even the same world as awhile ago.
Although the view of the buildings around the vicinity appears appealing and pleasing to the eyes, I have a feeling that this place will one day end up like my hometown. Well, now that my hometown is stabilized, invasion has lessened, I could entrust the rest of my wretched teammates to safeguard the country.
Gantz had me stayed behind after everyone left, I didn't really have friends back in my local team. They were mostly self-centered jerks, 4 adult men who likes to act cool with their stiffened poker face and silent demeanour, each scoring at least 300 points before I arrived to the game; a ragged couple with tattoos, piercings and dyed hair, trying to look all intimidating, the dude offered me a cig when I first got into the game, which I politely turned down; then there is this lone female student who takes joy in killing, a proficient yet internally ugly person; and lastly a doctor who works closely with the rest of the team as their own little squad, she seems to be the only one who bothers acknowledging my presence.
... Those were the days, the last time I had my mission was 5 weeks ago. The doctor rallied the newcomers and taught them the mechanics of the game, the repulsive comebacks were as expected. There is no doubt that newcomers would be wiped out fast, half of them weren't as lucky. And much to my delight, 2 of the 'cool' men were gravely injured, and I was there, so I took this chance to end them myself. Their presence disgusts me...
But now that I'm here, things seem to be taking a whole new interesting turn. According to Gantz, I was told that together with this upcoming team, we would fend off aliens invading this land, but ultimately die in a bloodbath before the year ends. It has always been the case, or so I was told.
If I was chosen to mentor this group, there has to be a reason, and my best bet would be the fact that I am the only one who killed my own teammates out of annoyance; Gantz must have sensed my violent urge to leave the group.
I went to a corner of the room and sat down next to the tall windows, glaring at the provocative sunset. My heart races at the thought of leading a team into combat... what the hell, I was never the type to lead, but if these 'students' were to be cooperative, we would have a better chance of survival.
At the corner of my eyes, I saw the laser beam of primary hues sweeping rapidly from side to side. A young gun is coming my way...