Scared To Be Lonely (Jax x Reader)

Part 5

Pomni and Ragatha are still trying to pry off Zooble, but only ended up disassembling their limbs. 

Gangle tried helping but she pulled too hard that she was sent back flying, causing her comedy mask to pry off and collided on the floor, breaking it. The first time in forever that it wasn't Jax's fault.

Kinger on the other hand was spacing out, he accidentally unlocked the magazine and poured the paint balls on the floor. He thought they were alive as they were rolling. He tried grabbing them but keeps on kicking them unintentionally. He ended up running around trying to catch the balls.

Too many stuff was happening and Caine couldn't focus on one, his eyes slowly drifted off in two separate directions. "Alright, alright! I'm leaving you to fend for yourselves! You got 30 minutes to off everyone!" He made a gun shooting gesture to the head or eyes for him and disappeared. 

Everyone looked at each other, Jax was smirking, Pomni looked scared, Ragatha was still holding one of Zooble's hand, Gangle was picking up her comedy mask, and Y/n was about to book it. 

Without a moment to lose, they scattered, finding their secured spot. Gangle was left in the middle of the field still picking up her comedy mask, Kinger was trying to figure out what the paintball gun was, then accidentally shooting Gangle over and over until she was now on the floor.

Jax cackled as the game officially began, already enjoying the chaos around him. He had the advantage—quick reflexes, a sharp mind, and most importantly, absolutely no moral qualms about taking down his friends for the sake of a win.

Y/n had bolted the moment Caine left, and Jax had half a mind to chase her down, but he figured she'd be a more interesting challenge if left for later. Instead, he turned his focus on the easier targets.

"Pomni, you look like a deer in the headlights." Jax taunted, casually striding toward the jittery jester.

Pomni yelped and fired wildly, but her shots went wide. Jax sidestepped effortlessly and took his time lining up his shot.

Pew!

A bright splatter of paint hit Pomni right in the stomach. She squeaked, stumbling back, but before she could recover—

Pew! Pew!

Two more shots hit her dead-on, making her vest light up. She let out a strangled groan as she collapsed to the floor, "dead" for the rest of the game.

"And that's two down. Too easy," Jax snickered before disappearing into the battlefield, leaving Pomni to groan in frustration.

Meanwhile, Ragatha was on the move, having ditched Zooble's arm in an effort to find a vantage point. She had climbed up onto a stack of colorful crates, gun at the ready, scanning for enemies.

Jax, however, had other plans.

He silently maneuvered around the battlefield, ducking behind cover, inching closer to the crates without making a sound. When he was in range, he called out, "Hey, Ragatha!"

The moment she turned—

Pew! Pew! Pew!

Three shots landed in quick succession, knocking her out instantly. She barely had time to groan in frustration before her body stiffened and she fell onto the crate, stuck in place.

Jax blew the imaginary smoke from his gun. "Nighty night."

Across the field, Y/n had found cover behind a large barricade of foam blocks, peeking out to analyze the battlefield. She wasn't about to go down easy, and she knew Jax would come for her eventually.