Fallen Stars
Mystery Forty-One
This is Chess!
**In El Dorado
(Draco and Sofía’s Location.)**
Walking through the district with Sofía and Apocalypse following Draco. They come upon a bunch of chess registration booths. Surrounded by trees, and openness for the chess boards. Freshly cut green grass, beautiful green trees, and some golden brown trees.
Draco: I wonder how much the entry fee is, maybe one hundred again.
Sofía: Nope, this event is free to enter.
Draco: Fr-Free?
Draco looks around and sees a mass of people crowding around the chess boards, a lot of people walking on their own to practice.
Draco: This is why it takes two weeks…
Sofía: Yep. The usual number of entries is fifty thousand.
Draco looks as if he’s disappointed.
Sofía: ?
Draco: I wanted to beat more people…!! But, I guess this is enough. I want to meet this president.
Sofía: Sign up then.
Draco: I’ll be back.
Draco leaves his bag with Sofía, while she waits with Apocalypse. Draco walks over to a booth, on the booth it says, “Sponsored by the FDIE.” And the symbol for the group is the queen’s piece.
Draco: (The FDIE, huh…)
Walking up, another bestia is running the booth. This furry creature has the features of a coyote. Yellowish fur and light green eyes. Its tongue is hanging out of its mouth.
Lucas: Tryna sign up?
Draco: Yeah.
Lucas: Ok. I just need a few things.
Lucas goes to write with his paws.
Lucas: Age?
Draco: Seventeen.
Lucas: Name?
Draco thinks for a second.
Draco: (Hmm. I don’t want to share my name… or my username from the FDIE rating.) Just mark me down as “GTD”.
Lucas: GTD? Ok, there are weirder names in this classic anyway.
Lucas writes it down on a name tag and hands it to Draco.
Lucas: You have to wear this at all times.
Draco: Alright.
Draco puts the name tag on.
Lucas: Winning this classic lets you meet the president of Triton and a grand prize of thirty-five thousand Sols.
Draco mentally freaks out.
Draco: (?!) Oh, I didn’t know that.
Draco’s plotting face comes back as he rubs his hand.
Draco: Time to win. I wasn’t planning on losing anyway.
Lucas: Well, alright then. Good luck.
Draco waves it off.
Draco: I don’t need it.
Lucas: (Hm?)
Draco meets back up with Sofía.
Sofía: Registered?
Draco: Yeah.
Sofía looks at his name tag and becomes confused.
Sofía: GTD…?
Draco: Oh, don’t worry about it.
Walking to the open area, a banner is above saying, “This is Chess Classic!” A man comes onto the screeching megaphone, setting up the classic.
Denzel (hyped): Ok, ok!! Settle in! This is Triton’s chess event, This is Chess Classic! We have a lot of people signed up this year, so we have to get through this one!
A few people walk to the stage where Denzel is at.
Denzel: We have a few celebrities at this classic! First, I want to introduce a popular ViewTuber, he’s been training in chess lately to win it all! Introducing, Messia!!
Messia is a brown skin black man standing around 6’0, wearing business casual attire. A light salmon short-sleeved shirt, white pants, salmon pink socks, and brown shoes. Just waving to the crowd and smiling. He has a certain fierce charisma about him, having the crowd go wild.
**Messia**
ViewTube Subscriber Count: 1,500,000
FDIE Rating: 1422
Denzel: Next, we have an International Master! Triton has some competition today! Welcome, Fausto!
Fausto is a white male, with curly brownish-red hair. A full brown beard, and wearing a white dress shirt, and classy shoes and pants.
**Fausto**
International Master
FDIE Rating: 1842
Fausto waves to the crowd as they cheer on his introduction.
Denzel: Alright, last but not least! We have the champion of the last four Classics! My close friend and former rival! Welcome, “Magnus” Chad!!
Chad is a well-dressed tan-skin man, suited up in a light blue suit, giving off playboy vibes, having a chiseled jawline, as the women scream in the crowd!! He blows kisses to the women cheering him on with a cocky smile.
Chad: Ha! Rival is a stretch, Denzel!
**Chad**
Four-Time Champion
FDIE Rating: 2843
Denzel and Chad shake hands, laughing about it.
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Denzel: Enjoy yourself, dog.
But Denzel gets in close, whispering to Chad.
Denzel: You bitch, fuck you.
Denzel and Chad laugh it off, hugging his friend. A few people are ticked off at seeing Chad here again. Nevertheless, Denzel gets ready to set up the event.
Denzel: (My friend? Why? Because he knows my first name? Daha.) All the registered players, find a table and get ready, the classic starts in two minutes!
The few celebrities leave the stage, getting to their seats.
Draco: Alright, it's about to start.
Sofía: I’ll stay with your dragon, just concentrate on winning.
Draco has a confident smile.
Draco: I got this.
Sofía looks with concern.
Sofía: Overconfidence is the downfall of a lot of people.
Draco (smirks): Yeah, a lot of people. But not me.
Draco with a confident smile walks off. Draco comes to an empty seat, sitting on the side of the chessboard with white pieces. Each board has a game clock next to it. Someone comes and sits across from him. His first opponent is medium height with a brown complexion and curly black hair. The name tag says, “Greg.”
Greg: Nice to meet you…
He leans over to look at Draco’s name tag.
Greg: G…T…D.
Draco: Yeah, what’s up?
Denzel lets off a horn, and everyone gets in their seats, across from an opponent. Denzel gets the classic started! He gets hyped!!
Denzel: This is Chess! Not checkers!! Go!
He fires off a bazooka, starting off the event!
Supervisor #1: One loss and you are out of the classic. Ties will be replayed. You can now begin.
Greg reaches out his hand to Draco, showing sportsmanship.
Greg: Good luck.
Draco looks at his hand with a condescending look.
Draco: I don’t shake hands.
Draco moves his first piece, the pawn one space forward. (1. f3). Greg is taken aback by this move.
Greg: (Is he... a novice?)
Greg moves his pawn two places forward, trying to take the center.
Draco: Ah.
Draco makes his moves, as Greg counters, both hitting the clock to put pressure on his opponent, but then Greg looks up and…
Draco: Checkmate.
Greg (frantic): Wait? What?!
Greg freaks out, looking at the board and he has no moves to get out of it.
Greg: Oh.
Greg looks down in disappointment.
Greg: Good game.
He puts his hand out again, and Draco does the same look looking down at his hand with a condescending smile.
Draco: Ha. Ha. Next.
Greg gets up sad, and the supervisor says GTD’s next match is coming up.
An old man comes up to Draco and sits down. His name tag says, “Wis”. Wis is an older black man with a white beard and a bald head. He smiles at his opponent.
Wis: Nice to meet you, young man.
Draco: Yeah, yeah. Ready?
Wis (happily smiles): You young folks are always in a hurry. Of course, I’m ready.
Draco smirks and does the same opening move. (1. f3). Wis is surprised by it.
Wis: Wh-What is that move?
Draco: *shrugs* I don’t know.
Draco is laughing mentally.
Wis: Well, alright.
Wis moves his knight from behind his pawns and brings it to the front. Draco has a contemptuous smile on.
Draco: Bad move, old man.
As Draco continues moving his pieces, Wis cannot keep up, and after every few moves, he pauses for a second. Giving Draco move time for an offensive attack.
Wis: Ah, it's coming.
Draco moves his next piece, putting Wis in checkmate.
Draco: Checkmate.
Wis laughs it off, with a delightful smile.
Wis: Ah. Good games, young man.
Draco nods to him.
Wis: I chose this name to spread some wisdom, but it seems I’m out already.
Draco: It happens.
Wis: Guess it's time to hang it up. The world is becoming so different, I’m losing so soon. Haha.
Wind blows and trees block the sun over Draco as his whole body becomes shrouded in the darkness, an evil synergy pulsates.
Draco (evil smile): The world will change with or without you soon, old man. So I suggest being ready.
Wis looks at GTD feeling scared.
Wis: Wh-
Draco: Next.
The supervisor comes and gets Wis, helping him out of his seat, then the supervisor tells GTD his next match is coming up.
Someone with orange skin comes to the seat, as Draco’s next opponent. Wearing a green sweater. Combed forward blonde hair, his name tag says, “Viva Loca”.
Viva Loca (cheerful): Good luck, have fun!
Draco (disgusted): Whatever.
The game starts and ends quickly. Draco checkmated Viva in nine moves. Just laughing to himself.
Draco: Haha.
Viva Loca’s eyes start going wild, turning red. But then calms down.
Viva Loca (merry): Good game!
He gets up and walks away with a joyful smile, the supervisor tells Draco his next match is coming up.
His next opponent is a young woman, with tan skin, and a slim and curvaceous figure with large breasts. Shades on. Wearing an orange and white dress, a golden necklace draped between her breasts. She has long orange hair and a red flower on her hair on the left side. She also has a beauty mark right below her right eye. Her nails are all painted orange and wearing open-toed shoes, toenails are also painted orange. Her name tag says, “Carina”.
Carina: Let's have a good game. ❤
She says it with a seductive smile.
Draco: Wow. You’re beautiful.
While Draco is enchanted by her beauty. She smiles and moves her hair back.
Carina (smiling): Thanks.
Draco comes back to his senses and moves first, doing his usual opening.
Carina: Ah… nice move.
As she says in her seducing voice.
Draco: (...)
Carina does the same opening, and Draco counters, and continues making the offensive attack. While Carina is having fun, moving each piece in her merry way.
The match comes to an end, with Draco winning in nine moves again. Carina is as elegant as she was before playing.
Carina: Ah! Fun games!
Draco: I see you enjoyed it.
Carina: What, you don’t like winning easily?
Draco (smirks): Do I like it? Hahaha.
Carina becomes interested.
Draco: I like winning any way possible, haha, especially easy.
Carina: So you love it?
Draco shows a completely calm and cold demeanor.
Draco: Love... is illogical. I don’t believe in anything illogical.
Carina batted her eyes slowly, coming closer to Draco.
Carina (seductive): Love is something everyone craves, sweetheart. ❤
Carina takes her left hand and starts caressing Draco’s face. Still charmed by her beauty, Carina pulls down her shades, revealing her rainbow-colored eyes. Draco looks into them, getting tempted by her.
Draco: (She has the same eyes as Phoenix...)
Carina: The Cosmos around you flows nicely. ❤
Draco: Wha-
She takes her right hand and kisses her fingers, then puts them on Draco’s lips.
As this happens two bodyguards come by Carina and interrupt. Drinking from his flask.
Rick: *Burp* Lady Carina. We have to go if you want to make your appointment.
Carina: Ok.
Carina puts her shades back on and stands up and one of her bodyguards puts a white fur coat on her.
Carina: Have fun, GTD.
Draco: Oh, yeah. (Dang, her lips tasted sweet.)
She blows a kiss to him. ❤ Draco grabs it, smiling a bit.
Draco: (Damn it! Who was that bodyguard?! He just ruined everything!)
Getting interrupted in thought, the supervisor tells Draco his last match is coming up.
Draco: Last one?
Supervisor #1: You win five in a row, you’re done for the day.
Draco: Ah, ok.
His last match comes, it's someone dressed in a buttoned-up shirt, wearing thick glasses, and blowing into a tissue clearing out his nose. His name tag says, “Erika”.
Draco: Erika?
Erika: My mother wanted a girl.
Draco: Dang, that sucks.
Erika: Who are you telling…. Let's begin.
Draco: Ok.
Draco does his usual opening, with Erika not responding to it at all and just moving his piece. As Draco moves his pieces, he thinks to himself.
Draco: (He didn’t even react to it. He knows what he’s doing somewhat.)
Erika seems super focused. Erika looks up at Draco, and all he sees is Draco with a contemptuous look at him.
Erika: (What?)
Erika sweats a little bit.
Erika: (Is he looking down on me?)
Draco makes another move putting Erika in check.
Erika (in a frenzy): (What the hell?!)
Erika tries to move his king piece but only makes it worse. Draco wins the game putting him in checkmate.
Draco: Ha.
Erika looks down and tears come down his face.
Erika: *Sniffle* Good game.
Draco: Yeah, whatever.
Erika speaks under his breath.
Erika: My mother will beat me for this.
He continues to tear up, brushing away his tears. Draco begins to stand up. Erika looks up at him, Draco has his contemptuous expressionless look.
Draco: What, am I supposed to empathize with you?
Draco looks down on Erika, with the cruelest look.
Draco: Do better.
Draco walks off, Erika looks at him leaving and standing up ready.
Erika: (He’s right! I can’t be getting bullied by my mother!)
Erika takes off going home, while Draco grabs some juice and regroups with Sofía and Apocalypse.
Sofía: That was quick.
Draco stretching after sitting so long.
Draco: Yeah, it was pretty easy.
Apocalypse: (Draco! You will not lose here!)
Draco: (Yeah, yeah. I know.) They said I’m done for the day, but I’m going to stay here and watch the competition.
Sofía: Oh, ok. I guess I’ll just see you tomorrow.
Draco: Wait, where will I stay?
Sofía: Oh, they give all participants room and board.
Draco: Oh really. Then I’ll find it when I leave here.
Sofía has happiness on her face.
Sofía: Alright then, see ya!
Draco: “See ya?” What, are you happy now?
Sofía’s face turns red.
Sofía: Shut up!
She takes off running.
Draco: Ap, you keeping me company?
Apocalypse flying in a circle.
Apocalypse: (Of course!)
Draco sits on the sidelines, drinking his juice with his arms being held up by the seats behind him while he scopes out the competition.
**Meanwhile…
In Midas
(Wrath and Regulus’ Location.)**
Wrath: Ah! The sky is clear today! Perfect for fishing!
Regulus: It does look good.
Regulus smiles and is happy.
Zeus’ sparks start flying, it's body is getting triggered by a certain presence.
Wrath: What is it, Zeus?
Wrath looks around and sees five people walking with ponchos, on the back of the ponchos they have a symbol…
https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/735555770459881595/769765422698201109/Aragone2.png
Wrath’s eyes widen like a wolf that just spotted its prey!! His grin starts baring his fangs!!!
Wrath: Nobles!!!!
Regulus gets scared.
Regulus: Wait, are we going fishing?
[Wrath Is On The Hunt!
I Thought We Were Going Fishing?!]
Mystery 41 Fin