(S:ARG) Paying the Price: Of Greed
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The tournament had been a great success, first place and the five friends had decided to celebrate this by partying the entire night until morning. They had met up in the hotel bar after making preparations. Jason, normally the quiet and more reserved member of the group and happened to arrive first hooked up with five girls and invited them to celebrate together with the five friends. On the phone with Brett, he laughed and said "I dunno. I didn't think they'd say yes man!" As the drinks started flowing and they'd become more comfortable with each other Vince suggested that they'd make a boat trip to a nearby island for some diving and sunbathing, which the rest agreed on. The party had continued long into the night and when it ended, most of the five friends had left in the company of a girl back to their individual rooms. When morning came, they all met up in the harbour and hired a tourist boat and crew to take them to the nearby island. The crew supplied them with drinks and food, free of charge since the captain was a paintball fan; this was his congratulation to the winners of the tournament. They started getting drowsy from the sun, food and the drinks and fell asleep on the way to the island.
DAY 1, EARLY AFTERNOON
When they awoke, they were in cages, hands bound and mouths gagged. Groggy from being drugged, they started to panic and look around, mumbling into the gags as a man started talking. "Lookie here, they are starting to come around, I was just about to smack some life into them." One of the guards was fiddling with a cell phone while he spoke to a second guard. "I just got a great idea" he said and started typing on the phone. "What do you say about that? Facebook update; Having a great time at the beach on a wonderful island here in Asia."
The second laughed and said "what about 'just met some local studs. Love this place!' I think that one is really into me, she can't stop starring." He pointed a large, cruel looking knife at one of the girls. He moved up to the cage and kicked the wooden bars violently. "Oi. Sweety. You have a fancy for me, yeah?" There was no answer so he kicked it again, even more power behind this kick. "DO YOU!" Jason did his best to do something, yelling into the gag and moving against the restraints. The first guard spoke up again, "oh, look at fucking. Wha's that guy’s name. Romeo. Fuckin' Romeo over here. Really sweet." He moved to Jason's cage and YANKED his restraints, pulling him forward and punching him square in the cheek. "Yeah. Real fuckin' sweet. Get at me again boy an--"
"Ooooiiii, stop that you buffoons, these are our guests" a commanding voice said and a man approached the cages. "This is not the proper way to treat guests." The man who just had punched Jason backed away from the cage, "sorry captain." The man stopped in front of the cage the men were in and crouched down to their height. "How are you mate?" he asked Brett. "Oh sorry, you can't speak right now, let's do something about that shall we?" he said and pulled away Brett's gag. "Now, I guess you have a lot of questions that you want to ask, but bear with me for a while. You are our, guests, on this island, however, you can't leave until we get some...how do you say...compensation for our hospitality from your families. But I think I've taken a liking to you. I like the look in your eye. "
The man stood up and looked around at the others in the cages and after a moment, turned back to Brett. "Do you want to go home; Brett is your name, right?" The only answer Brett could give was a nod. "Yes Brett. I like you, so I'll give you a sweet offer; you can win your freedom if you do a little thing for me. You see that man over there," he said and pointed towards another captive. "If you can win against him in a one on one fight, I'll let you, your friends and even the girls whom you came here with go. What do you say about that Brett?" "What kind of fight?" Brett asked. "Oh, nothing major. It's something of a...local tradition. We do it all the time. It's just a fight to the death and the only weapon you can use is your hands. What say you Brett, do you accept?" Brett looked at the others and he could see a glimmer of hope in their eyes; they almost wished for him to accept the proposal, even if it means sacrificing someone else's life. "I'll do it," Brett finally said after a while. "Excellent!" the captain exclaimed, "Oi, you, open the cage and undo his restraints, the same with that man over there" the captain said to the nearest guard. "Let the show begin."
Brett stood there and stared at the other man. He was a normal looking guy, Hispanic. He looked to be about as scared as Brett was, his eyes wide, looking around. Brett himself wondered if this was a dream and it looked like the other man was thinking the same. They weren't REALLY gunna make them fight to the death, were they? The silence was broken as the man said in a loud vice, "don't stare like you're debating making out. One of you is going to die. The other, well, the other will be set free. GOO!!"