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Smila Creative Contest - Short Story "Is everything set?" Smila asked Rhed. He gave a silent nod as the pair stood at the gates of the arena. "They will never know what hit them." Rhed grinned. Slowly a queue former of deckers from all over the world. They had quickly gathered after Rhed mad the annoucement. No one would pass up the chance to challenge him alone. The crowd grew, late into the night until Rhed had his Nineteen challengers. Top members from top corps, all geared up to trash his droid. Rhed smirked as he walked to wards the hanger bay. "Contenders to the prep. lounge." Smila called out. One by one the deckers followed Smila to the lounge. The lounge was a large room, with large soft chairs scattered around. Smila walked over to a bar at the side of the room and beckoned the contenders into the room. "Take a seat." She smiled. Lined up on the bar behind her were empty champagne flutes. "Your droids are being set up in the arena as we speak. Shortly you will be taken to you droids, but first, relax and talk amongst yourselves." The four Predators were the first to enter the room and gathered in a corner near a large set of doors. Three LLJK casually stolled toward a set of chairs near the bar. The middle of the room was taken up by four memebers of TEAM and four Paranosonic. Last to enter the room were the four UD Warriors who took up place in the far corner, watching the othe other groups. Each group, huddled close watching the others and whispering amongst themselves. Smila sighed as she watched. BING!! A chime rang through the room, catching everyones attention. All heads turned to Smila. "The arena is ready. You will be lead one at a time to your droids." As if on queue, three large men walked in from an unnoticed doorway. Two stood either side of the large door near the Predators. The third stood a short way infront. "Who will go first?" Smila asked with a broard smile on her face. One of the Predators stood up. "I will." Said Groo as he walked towards the doors. The man infront stood to the side to let Groo passed and pushed the door open onto pitch darkeness. "Follow me." The man said sternly as he led Groo into the darkness. A few minutes later the man returned alone. "Next?" Asked Smila. "Me!" Called out Yppolitia. One by one the contenders were led into the darkness. Blade, Torq, Lady Fury and the others, one by one until they were all gone. As the last contender was led into the arena, the door crashed shut with a chilling echo. It was completely dark, it was a wonder the man from the door knew where to go. Peder2 was led by the arm for several minutes before his arm was released and he was alone in the dark. Peder2 looked around to no avail in the cold, dark silience until there was a sudden brilliant flash and a hundred mutli-coloured lights sparkled on. Peder2 found himself standing arms reach from some of the other contenders who were equally suprised by the situation. Before anyone could do anything, there was a second brilliant flash and a large banner fell from the ceiling followed by a shower of sparkling confetti and streamers. The contenders looked up at the banner. "Happy Droidarena Day" The shower of glitter and shining muli-coloured paper continued to fall on the contenders as music began to blast into the arena. The doors flew open and hundreds of deckers charged in. No sooner had the contenders begun to take in what was going on, then a skylight began to open and a platform lowered from the ceiling. Everyone looked up, full of awe as the platform lowered. As the platform came into sight, everyone saw who was on it. Dressed up to the night were Rhed and Smila with broard grins across their faces. "Happy Droidarena Day" The cried in unison. "Enjoy the celebration." Smila called as rhed helped her of the platform. With that everyone began to drance to the music. By Harlequin |