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Day 1

Barack Obama was walking through a large warehouse that was mostly empty. There were a few dusty shelves covered in miscellaneous items that looked like they would be of no use to him. He decided that he would continue to the exit opposite of the way he entered and look for an area that could provide better cover from potential threats. As he walked through a wide open area toward the door he heard tapping coming from the ceiling and the overhead light began to sway sending his shadows shooting across the room erratically. He looked up just in time to see a large cat pouncing from the ceiling rafters, its claws out as it dove straight for him. He didn’t have time to get out of the way of the nimble cat. Siren landed on the back of his neck and let out a menacing hiss as it dug in its claws and started to rip into Obama. Obama swatted at his back trying to free himself from the claws but Siren was agile and easily dodged him while sinking his claws into his lower back.

Archmage had been sneaking along the outside of the warehouse when he heard the struggle going on within. He looked through a cracked window and saw the man struggling to free himself from the vicious cat. Archmage decided that he would use their distraction to his advantage. Although he was unarmed he was confident that he could overpower his opponent if he was able to get the jump on him. Archmage climbed through the broken glass window. Obama’s back was to him as he still struggled with the cat. Archmage took off running toward him ready to pummel him with his fists.

Hearing the loud footsteps approaching Siren’s ears perked up and immediately noticed Archmage charging toward them. Siren jumped off of Obama and scurried under a nearby shelf. Although he had was distracted and scratched up Obama could also hear Archmage’s loud approach. He turned to face Archmage and hopped back to get decent footing and raised his fists, ready to take on his challenger. Archmage had lost the element of surprise but he had too much momentum going forward and continued to charge at Obama. He swung out with his right fist towards Obama’s face and missed as Obama skillfully dodged backward. Obama then moved in and laid a few quick jabs into Archmage. Archmage stumbled back trying to gain composure, he used too much of his energy running headstrong into this fight. As he took a moment to catch his breath Obama rolled up his sleeves and put his fists up in front of his face. Archmage put his fists up as well but he was feeling much less confident than his opponent looked. In a moment Obama moved in launching punch after punch as Archmage tried his best to dodge as well as he could. Obama got in a few solid punches but when he moved in close Archmage took the opportunity that presented itself and quickly kneed his opponent in the crotch. Obama reeled back in pain and Archmage threw his fist into his face hard. As Obama fell to the ground Archmage jumped on top of him using this opportunity to keep him down.

Unbeknownst to the two men fighting another tribute had wandered into the warehouse and was witnessing their fight. LOLzies watched the two of the with amusement as he held his chainsaw at the ready. He would simply wait for these two to beat each other into exhaustion and he would move in for the easy kills. He slowly walked to where they were fighting doing his best to stay silent so not to alert them to his presence. As he walked closer he heard a sound coming from a shelf above and before he could react Siren had pounced onto him beginning to claw into his back. LOLzies let out a yell in pain as the cat cut into him, Archmage looked up from his scuffle distracted by the noise. Obama used this opportunity to headbutt Archmage squarely in the nose, causing him to fall back and allowing Obama to get back to his feet.
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