Amusement Park War

I have been Chosen.

I was 1/500 but only 120 of us remain.

It has been 4 weeks since we started the game.

Yes, we are playing a game.

The winner recieves 1 Billion dollars.

There is a consolation prize for those who give up - they get to keep their lives.

Those who don't give up and lose aren't as lucky.

Remember those games called The Olympics? They were a series of seasonal games played every two years by people across the globe who had been training for lifetimes just to compete. They made their contries proud by bringing home medals of honor worn around their necks.

For the most part The Olympics were civil.

But things change.

People change.

Ideals change.

The Olympics died out centuries ago.

There wasn't enough action.

The year is 2912 and a new game is played.

Players don't train, they are Chosen.

The entire world annually watches as 500 people fight for their lives and a shit load of cash.

Arenas are chosen.

Domes are created to neutralize any ability advantages.

Any kind of weapon is stripped before entering the arena.

Winning the game requires smarts, strength, alliances, and a little bit of inventing.

This year the arena is unusual.

It has always been a city.

Los Angeles.

Hong Kong.

London.

Sydney.

Tokyo.

New York City.

Honolulu.

Rio.

But this arena, my arena.

Is Disneyland.