Terrible Ideas

"wanna play Dodgeball?" Recommended the medic.

"Sure why not." The Lich looked at his escorts, "We still have enough time for dodgeball?"

Mordecai and Miracles nodded. Hassu grinned. Though he was already grinning by default because of his exposed skull teeth.

Omega-7 distanced themselves as Hassu and his escorts grabbed a couple of balls on the racks and placed it on the middle. Hassu watched as the shorter member of omega-7 conversed with the medic.

The medic just nodded and soon yelled across the room. "It will be a three versus three. Me, Renard and Mr. Gustav. Our friend over there will be the referee."

"Holy shit Miracles, I haven't played this game in forever." Said Mordecai.

"Well perhaps it's a good time to revive some old high school days." Laughed miracles.

"Lic- SCP 7000, you sure you can dodge them?" Mordecai asked.

Hassu was too large and tall, and they had a feeling they were going to target him.

"If they target me, hit their attacker, I'm confident in how I move" Hassu replied.

They nodded, then they finally stared at the enemy team. They were giving them the death stare, And The Lich was a good one at that.

"Three.. two.... One., start!" An MTF yelled on the side.

Mordecai and Miracles suddenly rushed forward as the Medic and Renard followed, they both took the balls, backed off and then started blasting each other. The balls passed closely to Renard's waist and one almost hitting Gustav on the leg, he managed to step to the side in time.

Unfortunately, when the medic and Renard their ball, it was all directed at Miracles and hit his leg and chest.

"Out!" Yelled the referee.

Miracles went out the court in a sad tone but he hoped Mordecai would win this.

Gustav grabbed on of the balls and aimed at The Lich. He threw it and The Lich leaned to his right, the ball passed through.

The Lich suddenly ran, which was terrifying as they didn't expect someone of that size was able to run fast. Grabbed the ball, stretched his hand and immediately threw it, The Medic couldn't dodge in time and landed on his leg.

"Out!" The referee yelled again.

Only two left this time and Mordecai rushed to grab the balls along with The Lich.

Gustav and Renard grabbed some of the balls that were thwon and immediately threw it with all their strength at The Lich.

The balls departed from their hands and an small force left them, Hassu saw it and immediately fell flat on the ground before he could grab the ball before him. The two fast balls impacted on the walls of the gym and bunched nearby at Mordecai.

They had none to throw anymore, and Mordecai had one on his hand. He stood there. Looking at Renard.

Renard didn't have a visor, he could see his eyes like a hawk, ready to strike. But Mordecai was determined. Silence.

His hand gripped tightly on the ball, and Renard staring, his face half covered by a black mask.

Gustav was looking at The Lich as he grabbed the ball and standing up. He too noticed the suspense in the air and looked at Mordecai and Renard.

'a standoff?' he thought.

An old cowboy ringing played in his mind.

"You gonna hit me?" Provoked Renard.

With that Mordecai gave all his strength and threw the ball at immense speed.

It was fast, too fast, that even The Lich didn't see it leave his his hand until it hit Renard.

Mordecai's face, if only they could see it because it was covered by a visor and a mask, was in despair.

Renard was holding the ball between his hands, he didn't need to know what was behind that mask since Mordecai knew Renard was grinning.

"Take this!" Renard yelled.

Mordecai jumped to the side, but it was a mistake. The ball hit Mordecai on his chest and landed on the ground with a thud.

"Haha!" Gustav celebrated. But suddenly he felt something pushed him on his waist. He looked and saw a red ball bouncing. He shook his head, "I did not see that."

Gustav left the court and rejoined his other friends in the benches. Mordecai and Miracles were on the other side in low hopes.

The Medic rejoined as Renard captured the ball. Now it was down to two to one.

"Well. I certainly didn't expect this." Said the Medic in a cheesy tone.

"Fuck him up Lich!" Mordecai yelled.

Miracles punched his shoulder and Mordecai flinched.

"Ow. What's your problem?" Mordecai said.

"Don't forget to skipname." Miracles reminded.

"Oh... My bad." But Mordecai didn't care, he just wanted to see the Omega-7 lose, and to him, delta-4 was the best task force and wanted to join them since last week.

"Two to one." Said the Medic. "I like those odds. And you aren't slow yourself."

The Lich let out a terrible laugh, like that of a villain. Currently they had no balls, and the entire balls was on his side(I'm starting to hate the word balls).

He grabbed one, and now he had two on each.

"What's your name?" The Lich asked.

"Riku. I'm the medic, though you probably know that already."

The Lich nodded, then stretch his arms ready to throw.

"Dodge this!"

With that, he extended his arms and threw the balls, or so they thought.

But it was too late, Renard and Riku thought it was going to throw it, but The Lich didn't. They already jumped and now when they land they won't have time to side step or fall down.

Renard thought he was seeing things when he saw the grin of the The Lich grew wider, but upon closer look, it was definitely grinning on purpose this time.

'you have to be kidding me.' he thought.

The Lich threw the balls at a fast pace and hit them in the chest. They landed on the floor with defeating exhale.

"He hit him! Holy shit that was the oldest trick in the book!" Mordecai coughed, "I'm sorry. Congratulations, and a good game."

The Lich just laughed as everyone in the gym looked at him weirdly. They were still going to get used to him at some point.

"I seriously didn't expect it would work." Said Hassu as he approached Riku and Renard.

"Well tough luck. You had us this time, next time it ain't happening again." He laughed.

"Scp 7000," Miracles butt in, "curfews up. Let's go."

"Alright. I'll leave now." Said The lich.

Mordecai led the way again as the six of them looked at them going away. Before they could discuss what to do next, the door barged open.

A man with a large sword was looking at The Lich, his eyes cold and deadly.

"The Lich. It has been a long time since I slew thy kind." Abel smiled.