Both girls from the opposite teams started screaming words. Oh, if only they knew. There were no winners here. Only losers.
"We are all fucked," Amanda bit her lower lip, her eyes shifting from one student to another, while Robert was casually filling up the blanks.
"Shit, fuck, fuck, FUCK!" things were going out of hand, she couldn't go there yet! She still had NO idea what to do. Even if it was here and they felt it's presence - she can't just attack a random student! Shit, this was a stupid plan. Why do you have to ruin everything?!
And then she saw Riley. Oh, no. It was hard not to notice how teary and unusually red this girl's eyes got. she was gripping her head. Did it try to do something with her? Did it-
"̼̖̦̙̊͌̚E̷͙̙̼̟̟̍ͩ̉̇ͦÑ̢͍̘̹̮̭̗ͤͤ̈O̽ͪ̃ͫ̋͛U̼̭̹͖̪͙ͩ̊̋ͯ̽͜Ġ̛͐Ĥ̓!̧̈͗̍̇ͨ"͙͔͇͉̱͖̂ͭ͐̀
The scissors fell from her hands and hit the floor with a clang, as the girl covered her ears to protect them. This noise. This high-pitched noise she heard when she, when... when she followed her mother's commands and killed Elisabeth. It was the same. Unbearable. Inhuman. Scream. Pain. Blood.
It felt like the time froze around them.
It... It popped. Like a balloon. A huge chunk of flesh was now covering her chest, blood splattering all around the floor. On instinct, Robert immediately recoiled back from Riley's collapsed corpse, bumping into one of the "bait" girls, making her take one risky step forward.
"EMERY!" Amanda yelled, giving her hiding spot away, only to freeze in place and witness it. It stood there, breathing deeply. Her scrunchy fell off letting her hair fell down in dark messy black waves. As it clenched its bloody from the fresh scratch marks fist, she saw how Robert, who tried to flee into safety, collapsed to the floor.
"STOP!" in panic the girl yelled, as the young man vomited something dark red on the floor.
"You don't have to do this!" With a sharp, predator-like movement it turned her face to her. Naya. Out of all the people. Why did it pick you? Her cold, lifeless eyes met with a pair of blank whites of hers. No. It wasn't Naya. Not anymore. Naya, Emery, Riley.
The body count doesn't stop...
The girl gave a quick glance at the pair of scissors on the floor that lay down in a meter from her. Shit. Why do you always drop stuff, Amanda?! Stupidest trait ever! Clumsiness isn't cute, it's fucking annoying!
"Remeber me?" the redhead proclaimed as she gulped down her fear and took a shaky step forward.
"Please, come back, I- I need you!" Meanwhile, Naya rubbed her red from the rope wrists, listening, watching her every step.
"Please, I know you are there. We are one, remember? Sh̢e̕ created you for me," she pled, taking another shaky step forward. Now she only needed to duck and grab them.
"Please, we will turn everything back as it was supposed to be!"You will never be free.
"I promise I won't leave you!"Never.
"Not anymore."As Naya let out a small chuckle, Robert started coughing again and vomited another, now, a bigger chunk of something dark red on the floor. It took less than a second for Amanda to realize that it was pulling his insides through his mouth. "NO!" not wasting any time, the redhead bolted forward, ready to jump and pierce "Naya's" heart.
She tackled the woman to the ground, almost hitting paralyzed by the static noise Chris down into the pit. They wrestled over the weapon, neither willing to be the first to let go. "͝I ͏d̸o͘n͜'͘t neéd ͜yo͟u͘ ̀a̛n̷y̢mor̷e!̢" it roared with her mouth closed, rolling on it's back and staring directly into her big, blank eyes. The girl felt how noise inside her ears rose. "Your tricks won't work on me!" she winced and began applying more pressure trying to lower the knife closer to Naya's chest. "You͢ a̷r̵e͏ ͘no̡t͝h̴i͏n͏g̴ b̵ut͝ ͜an ͏e̡rro͢r," it continued, eyes squinted from anger. "Yo͝u͠'͠ll̡,"͜ it struggled, "b̧e-̀"̢
"D̴͞ȩ̀l̀e̢te͜͟d̢͟͢,̕̕"̨͜͞ ̕͡her lips were curled up at the corners in an unnatural, knowing smile. Before she could even scream, the raven-haired monster pushed the corpse of a dead friend with her legs, sending her flying down the pit.
The landing was not long in coming.
There is was.
The impact from the concrete basement floor.
It wasn't the same as a safe "escape route" she took running away from Tara.
It hurt.
Even though she died once already, it still hurt. Amanda felt like she started losing consciousness. Could it be it? At last. You are... free? How ironic. Amanda tried to stand up again, but fell to the floor, letting out a scream of pain. The last thing she heard was something that sounded like a dog's bark and a male voice saying: "Hello? Who is there?"
***
Meanwhile in the auditorium scared and bewildered students, who were tortured by a nonstopping soundwave, finally lost their consciousness. Naya picked up a pair of scissors Amanda has left behind and teleported herself to the still alive, breathing girl with a sack on her head. She cut the rope and let her slip down to the floor. The blond still counted as valid material to work with, no need to get rid of it this soon.
Naya let out a chuckle and turned her head to take one last glance at the body. Crooked snapped neck, dirty, but still, pretty clothes, lost her left shoe. For a moment she held her gaze upon the dead body. She already forgot her name. No. It wasn't Naya anymore. Without a word she turned on her heels, fading into the darkness of the corridor.
Naya was gone.
[OCC: Students for the big part of the fight were attacked by a soundwave and were unable to move, but you can still react on what was going on before they've finally lost consciousness and were teleported into their new rooms.]