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Authors: Angela White
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now suspected he’d been trying to force my hand, in order to escape Rankin. It had worked .
All of these things were in the back of my mind as I settled into the interview chair at the start of round two and got ready to be inoffensive. I wanted something this time.
“So we’re chatting with Angelica Pruett. The newest rankings have placed you in second, solidly behind the Network favorite, Kim Lee. Do you think that's fair, considering you have more kills?”
“I've never thought it mattered.”
It was the same reporter I'd tipped off and I wondered if maybe she had been a defender before becoming a network reporter. It was in the way she moved so alertly, sweeping the corners and employee doors behind the rows of reporters. She definitely has the shoulders for it , I thought. In the cage, Mrs. Reporter might be a real match.
“And your opponent's comment? Does that bother you?”
Yes, so much that I want to taste her swampy blood. “Not anymore. I gave up my stars - all of them.”
The reporter gasped as mutters went through those listening, betting on me, and playing with my life. I'd have no guards now.
“You sent him your protection?”
“And matched their pay from my personal account. When someone says they plan to attack, I take them seriously. I won't have him or the other Bachelors hurt, and I hope the Network won't either.”
Easy, be careful. The woman's expression cautioned me, but her excited eyes said to keep going and I did.
“The Den Mother's are good, but against a Changeling, there's not much they can do and we know it.” My voice rumbled lower. “And some of us use it. Maybe there have been threats...”
“I'm sure the Network has everything under control.” Dana’s eyes were bright pools of excitement, but her tone was perfectly offended, “Back to you, Phyllis.”
As the camera light flashed to red, Dana nodded once in recognition before stepping out of the neat little booth. I'd made an ally.
It felt strange - Pruetts usually only collected enemies while in the complex… or stacked up grave-fillers.
2
“Cage Match Five!”
This would decide another of the final four, and I watched them eagerly as they stepped into the ring.
Chelsea, dressed in all red, was the favorite over My-eyes girl, who'd I'd mostly forgotten about now. The fury was coming in thick waves from her, though, and I found myself rooting for the underdog so I wouldn't have to fight the sister. I still hadn't erased that haunted look….
It was a shock to see Chelsea turn that very expression on the other female, causing My-eyes to stumble like I worried I might do .
It wasn't real!
The sister lunged forward with a brutal throat punch, catching her prey off guard. I heard bones snap, quickly smothering the woman.
“Match to Bush! We have a Bush in the final round!”
The audience was on its feet, blocking me from view as they cheered and jeered, and I left, hoping Chelsea hadn't notice me in the stands. I needed to think. I would do it while spilling blood in my next match.
3
“Cage Match Six!”
As I spotted the female in the ring, her Network logo flashing for the cameras, I was relieved. My last battles wouldn't be as hard as this one. Ratings discounted, I had always considered Kim Lee to be my main competition and I was glad to know that it was mostly in the bag after this one.
Unlike my cousin’s match, there were no pleading relatives on the sides of the ramp as I walked down. Pruetts didn’t give mercy. Everyone knew that now.
Thanks to the setup, only one family member got a male from the global mate list. The others had to gather the funds to buy one, something only the socialites could afford to do… or we could enter the Games and fight for one. For some females, the Change was the drive, but for others, it was a more subtle side effect they were searching for a cure to. Without a mate, there was no child, no happy-ever-after. The expression on Kim Lee’s lean face
All of these things were in the back of my mind as I settled into the interview chair at the start of round two and got ready to be inoffensive. I wanted something this time.
“So we’re chatting with Angelica Pruett. The newest rankings have placed you in second, solidly behind the Network favorite, Kim Lee. Do you think that's fair, considering you have more kills?”
“I've never thought it mattered.”
It was the same reporter I'd tipped off and I wondered if maybe she had been a defender before becoming a network reporter. It was in the way she moved so alertly, sweeping the corners and employee doors behind the rows of reporters. She definitely has the shoulders for it , I thought. In the cage, Mrs. Reporter might be a real match.
“And your opponent's comment? Does that bother you?”
Yes, so much that I want to taste her swampy blood. “Not anymore. I gave up my stars - all of them.”
The reporter gasped as mutters went through those listening, betting on me, and playing with my life. I'd have no guards now.
“You sent him your protection?”
“And matched their pay from my personal account. When someone says they plan to attack, I take them seriously. I won't have him or the other Bachelors hurt, and I hope the Network won't either.”
Easy, be careful. The woman's expression cautioned me, but her excited eyes said to keep going and I did.
“The Den Mother's are good, but against a Changeling, there's not much they can do and we know it.” My voice rumbled lower. “And some of us use it. Maybe there have been threats...”
“I'm sure the Network has everything under control.” Dana’s eyes were bright pools of excitement, but her tone was perfectly offended, “Back to you, Phyllis.”
As the camera light flashed to red, Dana nodded once in recognition before stepping out of the neat little booth. I'd made an ally.
It felt strange - Pruetts usually only collected enemies while in the complex… or stacked up grave-fillers.
2
“Cage Match Five!”
This would decide another of the final four, and I watched them eagerly as they stepped into the ring.
Chelsea, dressed in all red, was the favorite over My-eyes girl, who'd I'd mostly forgotten about now. The fury was coming in thick waves from her, though, and I found myself rooting for the underdog so I wouldn't have to fight the sister. I still hadn't erased that haunted look….
It was a shock to see Chelsea turn that very expression on the other female, causing My-eyes to stumble like I worried I might do .
It wasn't real!
The sister lunged forward with a brutal throat punch, catching her prey off guard. I heard bones snap, quickly smothering the woman.
“Match to Bush! We have a Bush in the final round!”
The audience was on its feet, blocking me from view as they cheered and jeered, and I left, hoping Chelsea hadn't notice me in the stands. I needed to think. I would do it while spilling blood in my next match.
3
“Cage Match Six!”
As I spotted the female in the ring, her Network logo flashing for the cameras, I was relieved. My last battles wouldn't be as hard as this one. Ratings discounted, I had always considered Kim Lee to be my main competition and I was glad to know that it was mostly in the bag after this one.
Unlike my cousin’s match, there were no pleading relatives on the sides of the ramp as I walked down. Pruetts didn’t give mercy. Everyone knew that now.
Thanks to the setup, only one family member got a male from the global mate list. The others had to gather the funds to buy one, something only the socialites could afford to do… or we could enter the Games and fight for one. For some females, the Change was the drive, but for others, it was a more subtle side effect they were searching for a cure to. Without a mate, there was no child, no happy-ever-after. The expression on Kim Lee’s lean face
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