The four remaining survivors glared at each other, Kekoa and the Braixen standing off against Ashwood and the Kirlia.
Psychic energy emanated from the Kirlia’s horns as she raged at Salac.
“How could you!” she screamed. “After all this time—it was you taking out each of our friends and lying about it so we’d end up picking off each other!”
“You even turned Desper against me,” Ashwood choked though tears. “I—I fell in love. The only love I’d ever known—and I was forced to get rid of him!”
Shimmer pointed at the Braixen. “I say we vote her out!”
“Agreed,” Ashwood said with a dirty glare.
Puffs of smoke curled from Salac’s mouth. “Just try!” she growled. “I think it’s time we take Ahswood out!”
Kekoa looked uncomfortable with the others raising their voices but nodded along with Salac’s suggestion.
In the black sky, the pearly white moon reached its zenith and shone directly down on the four survivors. In the distance, they could dimly hear a deep gong from a bell ring out. Faint at first, it grew in magnitude.
Gong…
Salac and Shimmer pointed at each other and shouted, releasing sparks and bursts of psychic energy. Flames jettisoned from Salac’s mouth—Shimmer nimbly dodged and the fire hit a row of dead trees, sending them up in a cackling inferno.
Gong…
Shimmer sent waves of fairy energy through the air at Salac. The Braixen skittered over the ground and past flaming bushes as Shimmer’s attacks crashed into rocks, reducing them to pebbles.
Gong…
Their clamor sent tremors through the dirt and up Ashwood’s and Kekoa’s legs, the former of whom had gabbed the latter’s shirt and began shaking them roughly.
GONG…
The four of them stopped fighting and shouting as they realized that the tremors came not from the Pokemon fight but from the unseen gonging bell. Ashwood let go of Kekoa’s shirt as they felt the ground shift beneath their feet.
Ashwood let out a cry as the ground rumbled and cracked open right before them, sending them falling face-first into an endless black abyss.
Fear caught in their throat as they fell weightless into the earth’s maw. The heat from Salac’s inferno was gone as deathly cold air from the pit enveloped them, turning their blood to ice and leeching out life.
So this was how it was to end, was it? All that hard work—only to be subject to the cruelty of chance and to meet a grisly end. At least they got to know love—better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all. And this way, perhaps, they could finally see Desper again…
Ashwood (Equitia) was eliminated. He was Innocent.
“Ashwood!” Shimmer screamed as she watched her companion disappear into the great hole. She peered down, trying to see them in the glow of the firelight. But the depths quickly disappeared into blackness.
“Why are you worrying about them?”
Shimmer turned around and saw Salac and Kekoa staring down at her. The glow of blazing flames highlighted their features and sent ghastly shadows dancing across the ground. The two of them were unlike anything she had seen before—their faces were twisted and distorted beyond natural dimensions and some dark, ethereal energy emanated from each of them. In spite of the heat from the flames, Shimmer’s blood ran cold. Salac’s face cracked into an uncanny, wide smile as her glinting red eyes stared at the quivering Kirlia.
“They had it coming,” Kekoa said—but that voice was not like Kekoa’s at all. It was very deep and sounded as though multiple people spoke at once.
“Now you’re left all alone, aren’t you?” Salac said—like Kekoa, she spoke with the voices of a thousand people joined in unison.
Shimmer stared back at the two of them, her fear reducing her to numb silence.
“You should be worried about yourself!” Salac cackled and before Shimmer could respond, the Braixen pushed her into the pit. Shimmer screamed as her feet left the ground.
“No! NO!” she cried out, sending erratic bursts of psychic energy. How could this happen? She couldn’t die like this! She couldn’t—she had made her way through mystery dungeons and fought off strange Pokemon before! She couldn’t leave behind everyone she knew—he father, Muse, and her dearest Toshi! But as the blackness grew around her, Kekoa and Salac were lost to sight. The last thing Shimmer saw was the two of them glaring down at her, their ghoulish red eyes burning in the light of the inferno.
Mafia reached a majority.
The Mafia win!