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Mafioso and Two Time, killer and survivor, a Mafia member and a cultist. Really, the two couldn't be more different from one another, but they couldn't stop each other from being almost drawn to one another. They found each other so fascinating, but, of course, rules were rules and the two of them could never interact other than the times when Mafioso would take one or both of the others' lives or when Two Time would watch the man slaughter the others in cold blood.
This round's killer was the one and only Mafioso, having his debt collectors take care of the survivors while he went to tend to more important matters at hand. Watching Two Time run from generator to generator, completing every single one with impeccable speed was so satisfying to him, occasionally taking pictures of them to savor the moment he saw them alone, but of course, these moments never lasted too long, he saw Chance walk towards Two Time to help them with a generator now Mafioso wasn't a huge fan of Two Times friends really he wasn't a fan of anyone who hung out with them, he wanted them all of his self but of course no relationship like that is healthy so he would have to get used to having their friends around Two Time.
But at that time, he wasn't in a relationship with Two Time so he did what anyone would do and charged right towards the gambler. Chance was caught off guard, fumbling with his gun before he fired, but, of course, lady luck wasn't on his side that day and the gun jammed, earning a chuckle from Mafioso as he plunged his sword deep into Chance's gut, killing him in an instant. He would've teased him more, maybe even given him a false hope that he would escape him, but Mafioso had to go find where Two Time ran off to.
Mafioso searched everywhere but no Two Time to be found. He began to get worried that maybe one of his goons might've killed them, but that worry was taken away once he realized that Two Time was the last one alive. All the generators had been completed, so they were most likely hiding somewhere. All he needed to do was find out exactly where they went.
Mafioso never liked killing Two Time. Watching the life being drawn out of their eyes wasn't a good sight in his eyes. That's why he always left Two Time for last. If he needed to kill his future lover, he might as well do it quick and easy, and it was better if they were already on their second life. More stamina and health meant more of a fighting chance for them.
Despite Two Time being the only one left, it took forever for Mafioso to find them until he got the feeling of someone looking down on him. Looking up there they were. Two Time watching Mafioso search for them, sitting down on the tower dangling their legs. Mafioso wanted to know how long they'd been up there, but there was no time to ask time was running out, and he wasn't going to lose.
Dashing into the tower, Mafioso knew what Two Time was going to do. They always do it, actually. They wait until the killer is halfway up the stairs, then they jump off and dash for the other side of the map. Usually, it didn't work all too well, but it's all Two Time had they had no weapons or anything, only a second life and their brains.
Now on the ground, Two Time ran soon, followed by Mafioso, who got a few good hits on them before they were out of stamina and ten percent health. Knowing that this was the end for them, they stopped running and accepted their fate as Mafioso killed them.
Mafioso sat they're with Two Times corpse before he had to get teleported back. “You did excellent out there babe, can't wait to see you again”, Mafioso spoke to the corpse. He knew it made him seem creepy, but this was the only way to get out his feelings about Two Time. He held their face in his hand, stroking their cheek with his finger before leaning down to kiss their cold lips before being teleported back to the Killers cabin.