All Chapters of THE ELIMINATION ARENA ( One Hundred Enter. One Survives)
: Chapter 1
- Chapter 10
14 chapters
DESPERATION
The fist cracked against Kade’s jaw, filling his mouth with blood. The crowd screamed, a wave of noise that felt like animals. He staggered, but his feet rooted. The underground fight club stank of sweat and fear. Across the ring loomed a massive man they called Crusher. “That’s all you got, military boy?” Crusher sneered, spitting blood. “Heard you were tough. Looks like a bitch to me.” Kade said nothing. He wiped his lip. Crusher charged like a bull. Kade ducked the wild swing and drove his fist into the man’s kidney once, twice, three times. The giant’s legs gave out. Kade swept a leg, sending the mountain crashing to the floor. The crowd erupted. He dropped onto Crusher’s back and locked a chokehold. Ten seconds later Crusher slapped the concrete and surrendered. Ricky, the fight organizer, grabbed Kade’s arm and raised it. “Winner, Kade Rivers!” Half the crowd was already leaving, angry they had lost. Ricky counted out bills as if each one mattered. “Five hundred. As agre
THE INVITATION
The tower didn’t belong in this part of town. Sixty stories of glass and steel, its polished façade reflecting the neon lights of the city. Rich people moved in and out as if the world were theirs. Kade stared at the black card in his hand. His gut screamed trap, but Maya’s face pushed him forward. He crossed the street.The lobby shines with marble floors, crystal chandeliers, everything shouting money. A woman in a crisp white suit stood by the elevators, black hair pulled tight, face like stone.“Kade Rivers,” she said, not a question.“Yeah.”“Follow me.”She turned, stepped into a private elevator, and pressed the top button. The doors closed with a soft thud.“What is this?” Kade asked.“You’ll see.”The elevator stopped on the penthouse floor. A single black door waited at the end of the hallway. She opened it.“Inside.”Kade hesitated. The last chance to run flickered in his mind Maya, hooked to machines, her breath shallow. He stepped in.The room was massive, windows showing
THE FIRST BLOOD
The desert heat hit Kade like a furnace.He pushed himself up from the sand, checking his body. Bruised. Sore. But nothing was broken. Around him, other players were scattered across the wasteland. Some groaning. Some were crying. Some are not moving at all. The sky was blood red, no sun, just heat everywhere. The sand stretched endlessly in every direction. A man nearby screamed at the sky. "This isn't real! This can't be real!" Another woman sat rocking back and forth, muttering prayers. Kade ignored them. Panic got people killed. He needed to think. The blue screen still floated in his vision. Only he could see it. [OBSERVER'S EYE: SCANNING ENVIRONMENT] [NEAREST SHELTER: 2.3 KM NORTH] [NEAREST WATER SOURCE: 4.1 KM EAST] [THREAT LEVEL: RISING] Kade looked north. A structure in the distance. Some kind of bunker maybe. That was his target. "Hey! Hey you!" A young guy stumbled toward him. Maybe nineteen or twenty. Skinny. Terrified. Blood dripped from a cut on his forehead.
THE HUNT
Kade woke to screaming.Not close. Maybe half a kilometer away. But getting closer. He grabbed the machete and moved to the bunker door. The red sky had darkened to deep purple. Night was coming. Daniel sat up, eyes wide with fear. "What's happening?" "Quiet." Kade cracked the door open. Outside, chaos. Players running in every direction. Something was chasing them. Something big. The system flickered. [ZONE EVENT ACTIVATED: THE HUNT] [ZONE BOSS RELEASED: WASTELAND REAPER] [SURVIVE UNTIL DAWN OR ELIMINATE THE BOSS] [TIME UNTIL DAWN: 6 HOURS] A roar shook the ground. Deep. Inhuman. Kade saw it then. A creature the size of a truck. Grey skin. Four legs. Claws like swords. Red eyes scanning the desert. It grabbed a running player. The man didn't even scream before he was torn in half. [PLAYERS REMAINING: 98/100] "Oh God," Daniel whispered behind him. "Oh God, oh God, oh God." "Shut up." Kade closed the door slowly. "It hunts by sound and movement. Stay still. Stay quiet." "
The Facility
Cold metal floor. Fluorescent lights buzzing overhead. Kade opened his eyes. The desert was gone. He was lying in a corridor. White walls. Steel doors. The smell of chemicals and something rotten underneath. Daniel groaned beside him. "Where are we?" "Zone 2." Kade stood, checking his weapons. Machete. Two knives. Still there. The system flickered. [ZONE 2: THE FACILITY] [OBJECTIVE: FIND THE EXIT KEY AND ESCAPE] [WARNING: ZONE HAZARDS ACTIVE] [PLAYERS REMAINING: 95/100] A voice echoed through hidden speakers. "WELCOME TO THE FACILITY. THIS ZONE REQUIRES INTELLIGENCE, NOT JUST STRENGTH. FIND THE EXIT KEY. ESCAPE BEFORE TIME RUNS OUT." "TIME LIMIT: 48 HOURS." "GOOD LUCK." The speakers went dead. Daniel looked around nervously. "Exit key? What does that mean?" "Means we search." Kade started walking. "Stay close." The corridor stretched endlessly. Identical doors on both sides. Some are open. Some are locked. The lights flickered every few seconds, shadows that played
The Sponser
The bridge creaked under their feet. Kade moved first. Slow. Careful. The stone was ancient, cracked in places. One wrong step and the black water below would swallow them whole. "Don't look down," Jax muttered behind him. "Wasn't planning to." Daniel followed last, gripping the rope railing like his life depended on it. It probably did. They reached the other side. Solid ground. Kade exhaled. The exit glowed ahead. A steel door built into the cavern wall. Blue light pulsing around its edges. But something else caught his attention first. A metal crate sat beside the door. Silver. Clean. Out of place in this filthy underground hell. [SPONSOR DROP DETECTED] [RECIPIENT: PLAYER 77 - KADE RIVERS] [CONTENTS: CLASSIFIED] "What the hell is that?" Daniel asked. Kade approached the crate. His name was printed on top in gold letters. A small screen displayed a message. "CONGRATULATIONS, PLAYER 77. YOU'VE CAUGHT OUR ATTENTION. A GIFT FROM YOUR SPONSOR. USE IT WELL. - V.K." "Sponsor
The Ruins
The ruins stretched like a graveyard of forgotten giants.Broken towers. Collapsed walls. Streets filled with rubble. Whatever civilization built this place was long dead. Now it was just another killing ground.Kade led the way, knife ready. Jax covered the rear. Daniel stayed between them, clutching a pipe he'd picked up. The kid was learning. Slowly.[ZONE 1: THE WASTELAND - SECTOR 4][OBJECTIVE: REACH THE SECTOR EXIT][PLAYERS REMAINING: 89/100]"Too quiet," Jax muttered.He was right. No gunshots. No screams. Just wind whistling through empty buildings.Kade didn't like it.They passed through what looked like an old marketplace. Stalls rotted and collapsed. Bones scattered in corners. Human bones."Previous games," Kade said.Daniel looked sick. "They just left the bodies?""Why clean up? We're all disposable."A sound. Footsteps. Multiple.Kade raised his fist. Stop.[HOSTILE PLAYERS DETECTED: 6] [DISTANCE: 40 METERS] [FORMATION: HUNTING PARTY]Voices echoed from a side str
The Broadcast
Sector 5 was worse. The terrain had shifted. Rocky canyons replaced open places. Narrow paths. High walls. Perfect for ambushes. Kade moved carefully, scanning every corner. Jax stayed close. Daniel is now calm and patient, quieter now. The kid was hardening it's good. Soft people died here. [ZONE 1: THE WASTELAND - SECTOR 5] [OBJECTIVE: LOCATE ZONE EXIT] [PLAYERS REMAINING: 81/100] They walked for an hour without contact. No players. No threats. Just silence and stone. "Something's wrong," Jax said. "Yeah." "Where is everyone?" The answer came from above. A massive holographic screen flickered to life in the sky. Bright. Impossible to ignore. A face appeared. Middle-aged man. Silver hair. Expensive suit. Cold smile. "Good evening, players." Everyone in the zone must have stopped. Must have looked up. The voice echoed off the canyon walls. "For those who don't know me, I am Victor Kane. Founder of the Culling Protocol. Your host." Kade's blood went cold. The sponsor. Th
The King of Rats
The valley floor was a slaughterhouse. Bodies everywhere. Blood soaking into sand. The fighting had died down. Only twelve players remained near the exit gate. Exhausted. Wounded. Watching each other like wolves. "Now?" Jax asked. "Now." They descended from the watchtower. Quiet and careful. Daniel followed, gripping his pipe tight. A large man stood at the center of the remaining group. Bald. Scarred face. Built like a tank. He shouted orders at others like he owned them. [PLAYER 12: ROMAN VOLKOV] [FORMER UNDERGROUND FIGHTER] [KILLS: 11] [THREAT LEVEL: HIGH] "That's Roman," Jax muttered. "Heard about him. Calls himself the King. Built a crew by breaking skulls." Roman spotted them approaching. His lips curled into a sneer. "Well, well. Look what crawled out." He stepped forward, arms spread wide. "The famous Player 77. The military boy with the fancy sponsor gifts." Kade said nothing. Just walked closer. "You deaf, boy? I'm talking to you." Roman spat on the ground. "Vi
The Storm
The sky cracked open.Rain poured down like bullets, Within seconds, Kade was soaked to the bone. The wasteland had transformed into a muddy hellscape. "Find shelter!" Jax shouted over the thunder. They ran. Visibility dropped to nothing. Just grey sheets of water and occasional lightning flashes. [ZONE EVENT ACTIVATED: THE STORM] [ENVIRONMENTAL HAZARD: ACTIVE] [HYPOTHERMIA RISK: HIGH] [FLASH FLOOD WARNING: SECTOR 6 LOW GROUNDS] Kade spotted a cave entrance. Pitch black and Unknown. But dry. "There! Move!" They scrambled inside. The cave wasn't deep, but it blocked the rain. They pressed against the walls, shivering. "This storm isn't natural," Daniel said through chattering teeth. "They're controlling the weather." "Of course they are." Jax wrung water from his shirt. "Keeps things interesting for the viewers." Kade checked the system. [PLAYERS REMAINING: 74/100] [STORM DURATION: 4 HOURS] [PLAYER DEATHS FROM EXPOSURE: LIKELY] Four hours. Some players would freeze to de