#and slick has almost stabbed him a dozen times but mostly just gets him in the hat because hes so short

[inkwell-intermission]

normal interactions at headquarters

[thelapismoon]

Spoilers for MCSM episode 8

Here’s that Ivor death scene I decided to re-write

spoilers under the line

Jesse and Ivor jumped into the water, the suffocating heat of the lava still penetrating their skin.

Yet, these torturous games were nowhere near done.

The recent challenge had just been the beginning.

But there was no time to contemplate anything, since the most important thing to Jesse at the moment  was to keep her head above the freezing cold water that kept trying to splash into her mouth and nose.

Almost as soon as it had started, the frigid water came rushing down, sending both the alchemist and the brown haired warrior down into the next cruel tournament.

Jesse and Ivor splashed down into a moat of some sorts before they immediately waded out, not knowing what could be lurking in the murky depths.

Jesse pulled herself onto the stone floor, Ivor following her.

The two stood up, Jesse instantly feeling the icy dampness of the air leech into her bones. The brunette hunched her shoulders over, ready to strike anyone down as she gazed onto the arena in front of her.

For a competitive match, this place is weirdly empty of any possible threats beside the stacks of TNT strown around.

“Well it sounds like it’s Gladiator junction ….but where are all the gladiators?!” Jesse spoke just as a member of the green team was now soaring over her head and landing into the moat beside them.

That wasn’t a good sign.

“Well that answers my question.” Jesse said as she whipped her head up to see the chaos start to unfold.

As if they had appeared out of thin air, dozens of monstrous gladiators were now in the junction, Firing and slashing at anyone that caught their eyes.

Jesse paused for a second, not wanting to stand out for the moment.

“How are we going to get through this?”

Ivor hissed under his breath.

“Hey. Remember, Team Jessvor!” The female said, trying to mask the insecurity she felt in the pit of her stomach.

“Right..” Ivor muttered before his tone became more anxious.

“Jesse, OBSERVE!” Ivor yelled out as a flaming arrow zoomed straight towards them, Jesse’s instincts immediately kicked in as she ducked, sending the arrow flying into a piece of TNT that laid next to them.

Jesse barely had any time to do anything as she watched the green team member start to climb out of the moat, before they all were blown backwards, Jesse and Ivor slamming into the ground.

The green team member was nowhere to be found.

But he didn’t matter to Jesse.  

No one else but Ivor and herself mattered.

The only thing Jesse she was focused on was winning this game

Jesse looked up to see that the situation was more dire than what she had thought it had been though, as horrified screams filled the arena walls and people were being thrown around like toys.

The mere sight of it terrified Jesse.

Death was so natural to these people, so glossed over. Everyone wasn’t concerned for anybody else except themselves. But generosity wasn’t what won these games, selfishness and greed was what they all felt. But mostly, these players played so they could get home, so they wouldn’t have to deal with these horrible treatments. The gladiators were killing just for sport, but did they really take to heart what they were doing?

Did any of them ever lose a minute of sleep at night thinking of the lives and minds they had ruined?

Did these old builders ever put themselves in anyone else’s shoes?

Of course not.

They were sick and twisted individuals.

But jesse was sure that karma would get them one day.

Maybe even at her own hands..

But for now, Jesse needed to act.

“From bad to worse.” Jesse declared as the duo gazed into the deadly games playing before them.

Jesse crawled onto her feet and helped Ivor up as well.

“Come on, let’s go.” Jesse said as she and Ivor darted past the gladiators, trying very hard to not be noticed.

Just when they had thought they might be able to just book it, Jesse felt a heavy weight knock her down onoto the floor. Jesse looked up and instantly recognized the gladiator as the one that she had blown off of his tower during spleef.

Slab…..

“Hey you!” The man yelled as a second gladiator joined him.

“I’ve been dreaming of this day since Spleef.”

Slab chuckled darkly.

Jesse immediately readied herself as she felt another force shove her onto the floor and she whirled around just in time to see Em howl with laughter before she ran off.

Jesse still didn’t regret not joining forces with her.

“Goodbye squishy.”

The words snapped the brunette back to reality.

Slab sneered, lunging over at Jesse.

She quickly dodged him and the pink haired gladiator tried to slash at her but was interrupted as Slab yelled out.

“SHE’S MINE!”

Ivor swished behind Jesse trying to think of a plan when Slab swung his sword over to Jesse as she ducked, the sword skimming over her face as she barely missed being cut in half.

Ivor instantly felt a wave of Deja Vu as he watched.

The alchemist rustled through his inventory before pulling out a bottle.

In his hand was the invisibility elixir he hadn’t used yet ….His last potion.

The man was thankful no one has paid much attention to him as Jesse slashed Clutch out of the way before Slab readied his sword and chucked it towards Jesse, sending her slamming onto the arena floor as The man took his sword and stabbed it at Jesse, still pinned on the floor but she rolled out of the way right when the sword smashed into the ground, it’s force so brutal that pieces of the floor cracked.

That could have been her skull.

Slab turned towards Jesse once again, the girl still on the floor,

The swordsman readied his blade for the final blow right when Ivor quickly pushed Jesse out of the way, catching Slab off guard as he pulled out a potion,

“POTION OF INVISIBILITY-” Ivor yelled out before Slab swung his sword at Ivor’s arm, knocking the potion and the alchemist onto the floor.

The shattering of glass filled the air as the raven-haired man felt a sudden burst of anxiety tear through him.

Ivor yelled out in surprise, while out of nowhere, clutch appeared, her sharp axe glistening as she loomed over the potions master.

“IVO-” Jesse screamed, not even completing his name as Clutch drove her axe into Ivor’s chest, the alchemist letting out a low scream before his head dropped, slick black hair spilling onto the floor.

NO!

But no words escaped her throat and Jesse could only stare in horror as Ivor weakly turned his dark eyes towards her and he mouthed a simple,

‘Run.’

The world was spinning around Jesse, as a buzzing sound deafened her ears.

But she ran, and she didn’t look back. Even when she heard more sounds of flesh being pierced and the gurgling of blood in Ivor’s throat.

Jesse tried as hard as she could not to think about it.

What had just happened?

Was ivor still alive? She thought.

‘Well if he was, those gladiators would make sure he wouldn’t be anymore.’ The voice in the back of her head said darkly.

Were the gladiators behind her?

Run.

Just RUN.

The instruction repeated in her mind continuously.

And Jesse did as she was told