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Chapter 10: This Is It
The quad was not empty. It rarely was, really, but this time it was packed. Though the four of them could move around, it was slow going. The sidewalk they were following took them almost through the center of the pack, and set up there on a literal soapbox was Mr. Harrison. He was looking out at the students there with a wild grin on his face, a microphone in hand and coming up to his mouth. "Welcome everyone!"
Todd and his suitemates were stuck. The crowds pressed close, and there was nowhere to go. Jem, Ghata, and Song were pushed into Todd. Not that he minded, normally, but this time around he put his arm around Song and held her closer. The crowd around them had a lot of Humans in it, and that meant that the trembling form of the slight Korean woman was not directly nerves. She was struggling to retain self-control. Whatever happened here, Todd hoped it was over quickly.
"There have been a couple of amazing pick-up games this morning from those of you who had the open periods, but now it is my turn. If you are ready for the first official points challenge, make some NOISE!"
The response was deafening in its intensity. It was entirely disproportionate to the kind of event they were talking about... and, for that matter, the space they were in. This was an open-air quad. Todd was not the only one to realize that sound was being reflected. Bouncing back at them as though there were walls to bounce off of.
"There are enough of you here to make this a team event. Once I explain this game, you will have five minutes to group up into teams of five. Hope you have some good friends, because you do NOT want to go it alone today!"
Todd was thinking fast.
Five? Okay, that's the threshold they were talking about for team sports, but since we are kind of stuck it means we're short one. I don't see any of my guys. We either need to figure out a way out of here, fast, or...
"Looks like you could use a hand, and I don't have anyone I trust out here." Given just exactly how recently Todd had cum into her... twice... it was absolutely incredible how her voice could travel directly through his ears and straight south, bypassing his brain entirely.
Jem was... not quite as affected. "May. We have a lot to talk about, including how your ex just gave Todd a shiner that looks like a freaking eclipse."
"You're right, but that doesn't change the situation we have in front of us. You guys know anything about what this is going to be?"
Ghata was looking around. "Nothing for sure. Has to be scalable to dozens of people and require no equipment except for maybe what's in that box at Mr. Harrison's feet. Maybe fifteen centimeters on a side."
Todd shook his head. "That's enough for maybe some batons or indicators, not actual equipment. There's no obstacles here, either. May, I'm happy to have you on the team, but like Jem said we need to talk. Preferably with our clothes on."
"Deal." Song and Jem did not exactly look happy about this, but they were out of time.
Mr. Harrison leaned down to fiddle with something on the tiny box at his feet. He nodded, nothing apparent coming from it, then stood back up. "Alright, everyone, your time is up! Ready to hear what it is you'll be doing for the next... oh, thirty minutes, if you're good?" The crowd got really attentive at this point, much quieter than their recent jockeying for teammates. "We will get more complex games together for the future, but for today we wanted to start off with a classic. Mr. Robinson, our staff Wizard, cooked up some indicators for you all to be able to see scores without debate."
As he said this, a handful of ghostly red orbs, each about the size of a basketball, flew out over the heads of the crowd. One of them came to rest hovering over May's head, others stopped elsewhere around the field.
"The rules are simple. If one of those balls stays over your head for too long, you will be highlighted in blue and finished with this game, then the orb will hop wherever it feels like. Make your way to the sidelines if it happens and you can keep watching. You can get rid of them by touching anyone else out here. Teams will score according to their last member standing. If you leave the area, it's the same as running out of time. That all said? TAG! YOU'RE IT!"
The field
immediately
dissolved into utter chaos as people suddenly scrambled away from nearby orb bearers like they were radioactive. May had a decidedly unfair advantage in that a lot of people had been trying to get close to her before anyone realized what was up, and when the initial dustup settled the one that started over her head was nowhere to be seen.
Song looked over at the group. "We have about ten seconds before any of those orbs should be anywhere near us, anyone have any bright ideas?"
"Just one. None of us are fast enough to dodge," Todd said, "so hiding is the only option. Ghata, Song, that's you. We all dive into the nearest mosh pit, you two morph into the smallest things you can think of and scatter until you get a random orb. Hopefully nobody notices you do it. Jem, May, and I will just try to be conspicuous."
"I'm seven feet tall, she has boobs that are literally hypnotic, and you're on the hit list of every one of her ex's friends who are around. I think we'll manage just fine at being conspicuous. Incoming!"
Jem had hardly managed to cry out the warning when a pack of about ten students came stampeding past them, being pursued by someone uncomfortably tall, dark, and slender with crazy long limbs. Todd and his teammates dove in with them, running in the same direction until they could scatter at least somewhat naturally.
It definitely worked for what he intended... but just before they made good their escape Todd felt an icy cold touch on his back that made his skin crawl. The orb moved over his head as the tight group dispersed, and he found himself with nobody in arm's reach all of a sudden. A quick glimpse around showed a couple of people highlighted in blue making their way to the sidelines... and neither Ghata nor Song easily visible. Good. He could give it his best shot without worrying about much.
Which was... a relief. He wasn't exactly great at this to begin with, and the fact that his face was pounding with pain in time with his increasing heart rate wasn't helping. The shiner on his face would disappear with time, but the memory of being punched more than halfway to death would not fade so easily.
He ran at a dead sprint towards a different knot of students fleeing a different orb. Almost made it to them before one noticed him, and managed to get a touch off before the pack could get out of his way. This was tiring, and it wasn't like he was starting from a good spot. As one of the orbs flew across the field after its bearer ran out of time, Todd had a moment to look around again.
Okay. I don't have any super tricks to use here. I'm not going to win it myself, but that's not the point. Teams and powers. That guy with the long arms used them to tag me. May used her boobs to lure people in... hey, she did it again... and with Ghata and Song not able to be easily seen we look to be coming out ahead