Mephi gamemakers

Instructions

Mephi was incredible close to dozing off. How long would it take to be his turn?? For hours and hours tributes filed in and out, one after the other. The looks he was getting all seemed to be asking ‘how is he so calm??’ It made it look like Mephi had some kind of plan. To be real, he hadn’t really thought much about the game makers, simply happened to stumble on it in the morning and decided to go. “Mephi of district 10” His name was finally called. Letting out a yawn, he sauntered to the door. As it opened, he was hit by a frigid gust of wind. Inside was a pitch black, a few lights wearily revealing the bundled up forms of the game makers. Damn rats. Mephi smiled brightly at them. Let’s wing it ~ Blink. All lights were off. Blink. Lights back on. Mephi’s cloaked form was facing off with multiple holographic mutts. As they lunged, Mephi twirled away from their jaws like a phantom, as if to taunt them. The second mutt received a square kick to the jaw, sending it reeling. Just then, Mephi felt his foot hit something cold on the floor. “Hehe~” Kicking up the dagger with his foot, he casually caught it. In the reflection of the dagger, the holograms attacked again. Sidestepping his attackers, he nimbly stabbed its throat. Before the other could react, Mephi swiftly uppercut it in the jaw, causing it to be knocked to the floor. Without wasting a moment, he stomped on its neck, dispersing its form. More halogens were generated, surround him. As they all attacked at once, Mephi ducked under two jaws, letting the third land a bite to his shoulder, but not before he stabbed the side of its exposed neck. From his shoulder, real blood trickled down to the cold floor, cooling quickly. Seeing that the injured were real, he casually chuckled. ‘Now they make the holograms physical’. Throwing himself at the closest dog, he swiftly took down one pair while their guard was still down. A mutts teeth sank deeply into His cloak, forcing him to throw it off, revealing many scars streaking across his body. “Ugh- how dare you” he growled at the hologram in mock anger. His thrown dagger sliced through the cold air, striking the final mutt in the leg. The mutt let out a pitiful whine out of pain. Smirking darkly at it, he lunged at its back, tearing the side of its neck brutally until it disappeared. A cheerful ringtone signified his successful completion of the trial. Mephi took a dramatic bow before turning to where his cloak had fallen. Without a single word or glance back, he left the training room, leaving behind a small trail of ruby. Tsk. Blood trickled down his shoulder from hoods wound, but it had been necessary in that situation. Yet the injury signified he was still far too weak to compare to his siblings. Hissing in frustration, he quietly padded out of the hall.