Chapter #8Game, Set, Match by: Lelouch   Without a doubt, this was the most fun Heather had ever had.
After the first serve it quickly became apparent all three of the girls she'd just met were skilled athletes. At her own school her serve was unbeatable but Tara skillfully dove into the sand and lobbed it back up where Emily was already in the air to smash it down. As if she saw it coming Jenny was in the air with her ready to block. Heather could only stare blankly for a moment at the three in surprise. Once the ball bounced her way she quickly snapped out of it and sent it over to the other side, relishing a squish she felt underfoot.
She could only imagine the sheer chaos that this seemed like to the shrunken people scattered across the sand they played on. It seemed that with every basic movement a girl made someone died, be it crushed beneath their feet, pulverized by the ball or in one instance, flattened under Emily's bosom as she fell. And the three other girls had no idea. That was probably what Heather liked the most. She made every effort to crush someone when she saw them but these three killed people merely by existing. How degrading it must've been to all the people who died just because they happened to be in the way of Jenny walking or happened to be where one of Tara's sweat beads landed.
With a nicely-done smash Jenny scored the first point and quickly turned to give a confident smirk to Heather who nodded in response. These women were all strong. Not like the young girls Heather always had following her. These were actual adults who were worth hanging around. Perhaps these would be her new friends as a Goddess, now that her old ones were almost all dead.
"Here it comes!" Emily cried out, gently serving the ball. Heather made a run for it the same time Jenny did. While normally this would've met with disaster both girls were in perfect sync. When they reached where the ball was heading them stopped perfectly and jumped in unison. With both their hands they smacked the ball back with wicked speed and returned to opposing ends of the court. Tara cursed in amazement as she hurried to return this bullet of a ball but it was too late, another point had been scored.
"At least try to make this challenging!" Heather laughed, catching the ball and quickly serving it.
Out of nowhere Emily seemed to appear in the air and smacked the ball down with resounding force, leaving no time to react.
"I'll see what I can do." She winked at Heather before sassily walking back, crushing someone beneath her foot.
I like her. Heather thought to herself playfully.
The game quickly resumed. Emily and Tara were on the offensive and it was all Heather and Jenny could do to hold them off. They had the momentum and had the two running all over the place, not that that was bad mind you, each step was another tiny person crushed. Though Heather quickly forgot about all that in the heat of the game. She was genuinely having fun with people more deserving of her presence and it seemed they were enjoying it just as much. It felt like ten minutes had passed over the course of a heated hour-long game. It was tough but in the end Heather and Jenny managed to win by a point. All girls collapsed on the sand panting.
"Great game." Jenny huffed.
"Forgot how good you were." Tara sighed.
"You weren't so bad yourself you know." Heather noted.
"I was surprised you could keep up with us." Emily smiled.
"Seriously." Jenny patted Heather's shoulder. "Definitely earned my respect that last point."
"You saying I didn't have your respect before." Heather stuck her tongue out playfully.
"You have no idea how many nobodies try to hang out with us. If it's not weird guys trying to sleep with us it's jealous girls trying to start some drama."
"I know the feeling." Heather nodded. "I used to have all those kinds of issues at my school."
"Used to? What happened?" Tara tilted her head. Jenny and Emily looked curious too.
Heather thought for a moment, choosing her words carefully. "I guess you could say...I just taught them their place."
"I'd kill to know how. Would save me a lot of trouble." Jenny laughed.
"Me too." Emily nodded.
"Maybe later." Heater smiled knowingly. "Up for another match?"
"Sure! You and Emily versus me and Tara. If we win you'll tell us."
Heather laughed, "Great, then I won't have to say anything." She glanced around the sand for more people to crush but from the looks of it they all died during the first game. Oh well, she'd just have to shrink some more later. Overhead the ball flew past Heather towards Jenny who smacked it back.
Much like the first game, this one lasted a while, though only 30 minutes this time. Once all was said and done Heather barely lost, missing one too many smashes. Once again all four girls sat down and began to huff for air.
"Man, that was close." Tara chuckled.
"Seriously, I almost had you." Heather frowned.
"Almost, but not quite." Jenny high-fived Tara.
"You guys are pretty cool. Glad I met you."
"Likewise." The other girls nodded in agreement.
For a moment they grew quiet. Heather let her eyes wander, noting a very slight movement near her toes. Some of the sand was moving. Normally this would be wind or maybe a crab but she had a feeling. She watched closely and sure enough, a person popped from under the sand. By the looks of it he was the one survivor of the massacre that took place during the games. It was a miracle he wasn't buried so deep he died. Heather paused for a moment, "Didn't you guys say I had to tell you how I got everyone to stop bugging me if you won?"
"Oh yeah." Jenny laughed, obviously having forgotten. "You don't have to if you don't want to. It's not really a big deal."
"Nah, I kinda wanna tell you." Heather reached over and plucked something from the sand. "Though it'd be easier to show you." The others looked at Heather as she opened her hand, revealing the tiny person between her fingers. One by one she saw the blank stare of theirs turn into an astonished, baffled look.
"Is that a person?!" Tara shouted.
"Was." Heather smirked, "Now he's just my plaything."
"How did you- I mean is this even possible?!" Emily's jaw dropped.
"It's a long story." Heather shrugged. "I kind of ended up being able to shrink people and decided to show everyone just how much better than them I was."
"That's...really something." Jenny managed to calm herself down.
"Now here's the question I wanted to ask you." Heather smiled, "Shrinking people down is fun and all but I'd bet it'd be much funner with some friends. If you catch my drift. Just imagine having a hundred people in front of you, the size of specks of dirt. What you could do to them. All the payback. The fun. I can make that happen. You could all be Goddesses alongside me. What do you say?"
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