《Ready Or Not ✔✔》Chapter 9
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Previously On Ready Or Not:
He pressed his forehead against mine.
"You'll forgive me." He mumbled.
And he shot me. I looked at Parzival like he betrayed me and saw that sho shot Samantha.
I dropped my controllers and sat there, until a man came up.
"Get it back together sixer, back to respawn." He stated.
I nodded and ran off, following Samantha and starting to take off that terrible white jacket.
I was to find Wade.
Samantha and I ran off as we fixed our white jumpsuits. We stopped and hid in a corner for a moment.
"Look (y.n), I don't hate you. I was just jealous that Wade likes you and you probably like him back." She started.
"He doesn't like me though, not more than a friend at least.." I stated sadly.
"Oh trust me, he does. Everytime we hung out, all he talked about was you and how you looked or what you guys have in common." She smiled at me
"Really?" I asked in disbelief.
She nodded, "And I'm sorry for being a jerk to you and stealing your best friend, I just wanted to get to know him. That's all. And I don't like him at all, really."
"Apologies accepted then." I smiled out and shook her hand.
We looked around to see everyone fall over or cry out, I'm guessing they all died.
We both started to run again when a van stopped in front of us. I saw the same people as before.
The kinda cute boy came up to us and Bowed.
"I'm toshero, you know me as Diato." He grinned at us and grabbed my hands, dragging me into the van with Samantha close behind me.
I looked up and saw a female. I grinned and hugged her right away.
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"You must be Aceh." I smiled and released her from the hug.
"Is that (g.t) I hear?" I heard.
I turned and saw Z.
"Z?" I asked.
I ran up to stand Infront of him and saw him still alive, he was grinning.
"I knew that coin was special." I mumbled and looked off at everyone.
"Sho?" Samantha asked.
"What? Do I have to wear a sign saying 'I am 11 years old, shoot me first'? No thanks." He stated.
"Gimme a hug." Sam was about to hug him when he pushed her back
"Ninja's don't hug." Sho stated.
"Oof." I mumbled.
I looked over at Diato and opened my arms suggesting a hug, he gladly hugged me.
"Ugh its so nice to finally meet everyone." I said as we stopped hugging.
"Hold on everyone." Helen, I learned her name was, stated as she drove off quickly.
I sat down on a box and watched Wade as he focused on the game, talking to the live feed.
"Good job Z." I encouraged quietly
He smiled slightly as he watched his surroundings in the oasis
Suddenly I was flown across the van as we got hit.
I groaned, "Oh man that was not pleasant at all."
"You okay (g.t)??" I heard Wade shout slightly.
"Yep. Yep-" I said and stood back up.
We got hit again and I flew back down, groaning.
"Okay imma stay on the ground now." I mumbled out.
"What the hell is going on Aceh??" Z yelled.
"Just practicing my Mario kart man! What do you think it is?! IOI is trying to kill us!" Aceh yelled
"Everyone in the Columbus stacks! I'm Parzival, my real name is Wade Watts! We need all the help we can get there." Z yelled.
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"Aceh get to the stacks!" I yelled to her
"I'll try!" She yelled back and took a sharp turn.
I stood up and held onto a bar in-between Diato and Samantha. He held my waist to help me stay up, since I could barely reach the handle due to shortness
Wade successfully stuck the key in the slot and turned the last key, opening the wall up.
A lady broke open the back doors and jumped in. Diato quickly kicked her gun away and started to fight her.
"Watch out!" I yelled out as she went to hit his face yet again.
Wade lifted his headset to see what was happening, telling Halliday to wait a moment.
I kicked the lady but ended up getting pinned to the wall, I cried out in pain when my arm was being twisted.
Sho grabbed a fire extinguisher and threw it at her gut as I fell to the ground in pain.
Wade stood up and did this cool move and kicked her out of the van. I watched in amazment as he sat back down.
"Everyone okay?" He asked.
Everyone said a 'yeah' or something else except me. I just laid on the ground, holding my head.
"(G.t) you okay?? I didn't hear a response." Wade asked, worried
"Fine." I breathed out, even though it was quiet, he still heard me.
Diato helped me back up as I groaned in pain, she really did hurt me but the pain will fade soon enough. He sat me down in the passenger seat and I just curled up there and laid my head on my lap that was pressed up against my chest.
I heard Wade saying how he wasn't gonna sign the papers, making the right choice.
I listened to everyone chat and groaned when we were hit again.
"I'm gonna kill that old man." I yelled.
"Stacks are straight ahead." Helen yelled over me and we came to a stop, being hit once again.
I stood up and Infront of the door, determined to protect Wade and everyone at all cost
"What are you doing (y.n)!?" Samantha hissed as I pushed her back lightly.
"I'm determined to make sure I die instead of one of you." I stated and glanced back at everyone.
"Wait what??" Wade yelled slightly, he was holding something.
The doors busted open and there stood Sorrento.
"Don't kill him!" I yelled and stood in front of the gun.
He just looked past me at the glowing hands of Wade's and stood in shock.
He lowered the gun as the police came, he had to drop it as they took him away.
I sighed in relieve, Wade was safe.
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8 176Time And Thoughts
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