Several hours had past and Alec had come up with no results. It was frustrating and made his fur prickle. He needed to kill. The more he killed, the more it fueled his bloodlust and also the drug inside him that created it. Some may fight the feeling, but he embraced it.

His route on searching for victims had taken him in a loop, ending him on the other side of the waterfall he'd started at. This was probably a good thing. Running around made him hungry, and all he'd had was a fish earlier. Often, he'd feed on his victims blood and flesh to keep him going. Since he'd found none, he was ready for a food hunt. Approaching the pool again, an odd smell attracted his attention. One that was fresh and clearly that of another fighter. He blinked, then a twisted grin formed on his muzzle as he realized where the trail lead. Back behind the waterfall, of course. A good hiding spot for those weak enough to need to hide.

All senses alert, the serval crouched down in a hunter's form and slowly crept towards the waterfall, following the ledge that lead back behind it. Before he reached the actual cave, he paused, his ears perked forward as he listened intently. The roar of the waterfall made it hard to hear, but he could ever so slightly make out the sounds of voices. Two. One male, one female. His grin returned. It was his lucky night.

Quickly, he jumped out from his hiding place, blocking the opening as he straightened up. His eyes quickly sized up his opponents and he let out a low, growl-like chuckle.

"Well well well," he growled, amusement playing at his voice, "If it isn't two little mice hidden in their hole. Look's like the cat's found his next meal." His crimson eyes flashed, seeming to glow from the bloodlust pumping through his veins and making his heart pound. The thought of ripping his claws through these two excited him greatly.

The day had been so nice thus far. The sun was rising slowly, casting the entire arena is a pale orange haze. The weather was nice for once, no raging thunderstorms or sudden sheets of hail plummeting down on the combatants just to make a miserable day even worse.

With a contented sigh the tall male leaned back against the rock, his pale skin absorbing the sunlight. Pillowing his head with his arms the mutant relished in the power of the swirling winds on the high plateau, bringing him news from near and far of how the contest was going on. From all the screams and fearful yowls...not so good. Rolling over Jay dipped a hand into the water, cautiously, afraid of sending a bolt of lightning through it. The same had happened a few weeks ago and killed every fish in the stream, a useless waste of good food and life.

Needless to say, Jay had eaten well that night.

Snorting the male sat up and strolled down the back, heading downstream. His ears, aided by the winds, could hear the rough thundering of a waterfall. There wouldn't be much to eat there but he reckoned it should be nice and quiet, somewhere to settle down for a few days until he was found again. Letting out a small yawn Jay clambered down the rocks.

Halfway to the pool that lay at the bottom Jay's ears caught the quiet burble of voices. This voice was taunting and judging by the noises previous, there were two inabitants caught by this predator. Grimacing Jay slid down the bank again and casually dipped a hand in the water, eyes flashing.

"Tsk, preying on some poor children are we?" he asked in a taunting voice, overcome by anger at the thought that anyone would do that to another. The thought was irrational in the arena, as, after all, their reason to live was to kill. But that didn't help the rage.

"Oh, and if you twitch a finger you'll find yourself electrocuted," Jay warned with a frown. The entire area was soaked with water, meaning that anywhere one stood they were about to get a nice, good shock. A conversation stopper if anything. 

Brie heard the voices. 'Not to far away. Easy prey.' She thought evilly, turning once againback to InvisibleInk, the Invisible Hunter, that stalks up on her prey, which is unaware of her very location, until it's too late. She felt herself beginning to disappear, to go 'Chameleon', as her last kill had called it. It started with a tingling in her toes, just small ripples, but they grew with intensity and size once they reached her feet, the her calf, then her thigh, and so on, until, she was nothing more than a shadow among the shades and hues of the morning sun. 'Lets go get me some blood.' she thought.

She began to run, listening for the voices, the very noise which would give them away. She was a 54 kills, and about to make her 55. An evil grin spread across her pale and sunken face; the kind of face, that you would see on a dead person's. So ironic. Her smile was one that included to much teeth, and very little lip or gum. Brie was on the verge of a kill, and she knew it.

InvisibleInk slowed down to a slow jog as she scouted out the area, which was covered in a dense forest with twists and turns everywhere, making it hard to navigate. The floor was covered in a thick la
yer of leaf litter, engulfing anything that fell into it's clutches. A small thorn pierced InvisibleInk's foot, sending a shoot of pain through her body. 'I've dealt with worse.' she thought, and she wiped the blood, which was visible, from the cut.

Then, down in a small dip, most likely the beginnings of a large ravine, was a cave. InvisibleInk could hear four voices, three males, and one female. She could recognise one of the voices. He was widely known throughout the arena for being one of the few contestants to have some true control on himself. He was a lighting elemental, called Jay.

The other three could be anybody. InvisibleInk started listing her tactics. The whole area seemed to be fairly wet, giving Jay an advantage. She would have to stay far away, to avoid being shocked, most likely to death. Thsi brought a disadvantage to her. So far, most of her kills had been made within three feet of her, for that was as far as her fire bursts could go, without burning out. This, was a sticky situation, and for once, the amnesiatic psycho didn't know what to do.

'Think Brie! Think!' she thought to herself, hoping there was some way of saving her butt, and killing her opponents. It wasn't that she was nervous of killing them all at once, far from it, but one of the down there had to have some power over sensing objects, or mind control or something. 'These mind powers are common, after all.' InvsibleInk thought. So it's a pretty good bet that if she didn't make a move within a few minutes, she would go from being the predator, to the prey.

She stalked up, careful to not make a sound now. The slightest rustle of her foot moving the leaves on the ground, and it would be all over for her. Someone would shoot her dead. She began to crouch within fifteen metres of the cave entrance. She could see them all properly now.

It looked like there was Anima, the second highest opponent in this arena. If she could take him down, then there was a pretty good chance that she could take down the shadow Castor, and his little apprentice Silverdust. She also spotted Jay, a new arrival apparentely. There was a girl, almost hiding in the shadows of the cave it seemed. 'I know her. She's that girl, the one that I saw on the first day...Holly!' Brie thought, now the actual Brie again.

'Don't feel any relativity to her. She wants to kill you, remember?' a voice from inside uttered. 'But she was so nice! How could she want to kill me?' Brie thought, confused. 'Everyone here wants to kill you sweety, it's just a fact of life.' the voice whispered. 'I don't want to die!' Brie thought, scared now. 'Then you have to kill her first...' it whispered a final time.

There was one more boy in the cave. 'Funny, I don't think that I've seen him around before.' InvisibleInk thought. 'He must be new or something, or maybehe hid out and has only surfaced now. Smart kid.' InvisibleInk thought, inching closer.

She was so close, only six or so metres away, and yet, she couldn't strike, not just yet. The drug that possesed her mind made her crave blood, crave in a way, that she couldn't stop, not even if she wanted to. It was like a parasite, and her fragile existence was the host.

Holly found herself surrounded by three boys, but Kingsley was on her side now. She was terrified. She stepped into the back of the cave, and lit her arms on fire. The sleeves of her shirt burned off, but nothing else was singed. She looked like a trapped animal. She saw the serval first, and then her eyes drifted to Jay. Finally, she found her back against the cave wall furthest away from Anima. Her brown eyes were darting around the room, looking for a way to escape.

Kingsley, being the more courageous one, stepped in front of Holly in an attempt to calm her down. However, that only made Holly even more scared. She couldn't see her opponents now. She inched her way over so that she could see around Kingsley, and clenched her fists.

"Now, now, boys," boys, Kingsley said, stepping forward. "This is no time to kill. Especially you, Anima. Imagine how many lives you've taken."

Before Holly knew it, the whole cave was stretching and twisting, in one huge illusion. She had lost her control, and used her powers involuntarily.

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Wow. You guys totally ignored my post. Thanks for that.

-mutters mutinously-

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You could have mentioned the clouds. -growls-

((Holly and Kingsley are in a cave for pete's sake. They can't see outside right now. Anima, Jay, and Brie are around and in the cave, too.))

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Not everybody is inside the cave...

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Note the "you guys" on my first post for this page.