Thunder rolled in the distance, bright purple lightning split the sky. It was going to be rough today. Jax was ready. Months of training had prepared him for this, and now it was his shot. Only one survives. The Battle Bus slowly drifted through the sky, reaching clearer blue skies-the jump zone. Quickly, Jax thanked the bus driver, and then dove, waiting until he was twenty feet from the ground to deploy his glider. This was going to be his day. He could feel it.

The familiar but unfamiliar feel of the ground hitting his feet startled him. The simulators had prepared him for the landing, but not well enough, as his knee collided with his chin, sending a shock of pain through his entire face. He cursed, and then got to his feet, sprinting for the nearest house. He needed supplies.

As he ran inside the house, he realized that he wasn't the only one inside. A girl was already looting a chest. Luckily she hadn't noticed him, but unlucky for Jax, was that he only had a pickaxe. Before she could see him, he sprinted up behind her, rapidly striking with the inner force that his trainer had taught him. In no time at all, the girl was trying to escape, crawling on her knees, almost finished. Jax delivered the deathblow, and she disappeared, leaving behind her shotgun, and pickaxe, the only things she had.

"Let's go!" Jax emoted, before realizing that he had to lock in if he wanted to survive. This was a life or death situation, and also televised to everyone in the city. He needed to win. A voice crackled over the intercom.

"One minute until the storm shrinks." Jax had to hurry up if he didn't want to be caught in the blistering winds and shocks of lightning. He hurried on his way, the safe circle up in the distance. Suddenly, something caught his eye. Flowberry Fizz! His trainer had told him to get it at whatever cost he could. Still, the storm was off in the distance, Jax could almost feel the time ticking down until it started on its way toward him. Finally deciding, he ran off course, and picked up the shield potion. The sound of gunshots sounded in the distance, and names started appearing in the sky, accompanied by who had killed them. Jax glanced up, and saw that his kill was the first one, almost record time. Something whizzed past his ear, and Jax looked to see a figure approaching. More bullets came his way, flying wildly. Jax switched to the shotgun, and immediately hit the figure off in the distance.

A few more shots later, and Jax was picking up what the man had dropped. The intercom crackled again.

"The storm is moving in."

"Holy-" Jax looked off into the distance to see the storm approaching, surely but steadily, obliterating anything in its way, leaving nothing left behind. Jax knew he would only survive a few seconds in it. Taking off at record speed, the barrier of the safe zone neared, but so did the storm, never letting up. Jax risked another glance back to see it was only one hundred meters away. He ran like he never had before, legs burning, adrenaline fueling him. Acid rain grazed his leg, and he dove.

Jax blinked his eyes open. The storm was inches away from his feet, but had stopped. He was safe, at least for now. He struggled to his feet, pain shooting up and down his leg where the rain hit.

"That's going to be a liability," he thought aloud. He got to his feet, and looked around. No one was in sight. He was in the Classified Canyon area, the large walls of sandstone sloping steeply down into valleys. Multiple items glowed down there, but none he was looking for. He needed a bandage.

Several minutes of stumbling on his hurt leg, blood seeping from the open wound, he found a medical kit. Quickly using it, he helped himself and immediately felt better. Something sunk into the ground right in front of him, and then more started flying toward him. Bullets! Jax sprinted, mantling a large stone, and crouching behind. Shots continued going over the top of the stone. He only had a few moments before he was found. Grabbing an assault rifle from the ground, he jumped up, and immediately started shooting. In no time at all, the other man had disappeared, leaving behind his supplies. None of it was good, so Jax continued on his way.

After a long time of walking, Jax emerged out of a forest at Wonkeeland. The amusement park was deserted, except for the rides. Needing somewhere to rest, Jax sat down in an alcove, and slept.

Jax woke to the sound of gunfire. He peeked out from his hiding place and saw a girl firing shots at a man who only had a pickaxe. Jumping into action, Jax leapt from his hiding place, and mid-slide, one-pumped the girl, and finished off the man.

"This has got to be on the highlight reel even if I don't survive." Jax thought aloud. Needing supplies, Jax chopped down some trees, and started sky-basing. Before he could finish, though, an alarm sounded and Jax looked off into the distance. The mass of clouds and lightning was moving slowly toward him. Was he ever going to escape this storm. Abandoning his sky-base, he sprinted for safety, making it with plenty of time to spare. Legs burning, and breath caught in his throat, he collapsed and passed out.

He awoke five minutes later, to find a woman looking down on him, gun trained on his head.