Either Winter or Pharaoh will be leaving this cube alive. What once was a social experiment of fourteen fresh faces are now two faces of defeat. Two faces or depression. Two faces that will never live a normal life. Two faces that can not catch a break. Winter being the girl kidnapped and sold by her own parents or her birthday, just because they wants to keep their illegal fortunes. Then there is Pharaoh. The boy that's been famous his whole life for the wrong thing. His mother killed his father and a famous celebrity only to shoot herself in the head while pregnant with Pharaoh. Never to live a normal house since.

The two may have different lives, but both are not a reason to be forced to kill others. Friends. For the entertainment of the government to find new agents.

They lie in the lone red and blue seats with no podium in sight just waiting. Not sure what for, but waiting for something. No more cubes to pulls. No more votes to announce. Just two people seating in chairs no sure what for. Hours has passed with no communication with anyone.

Winter the silver haired fox slumps over on her blue seat. Best known for her friendship with the past Hazel inside of her killer alliance. All went well for her once she had to fight next to her and everything went downhill since then.

Pharaoh on the other hand was in the same alliance since the beginning. Best known for being voted by the game makers to switch anyone on the block with anyone he chooses. He replaces Elisabeth with a new alliance member Xavier and got him eliminated. This caused him to be disowned from his group and have to rely on himself.

Many people had to lose their lives to this game and both Winter and Pharaoh feel responsible. They either fought to live over the other person or voted to kill someone to propel their games.

The cube tube blinks blue and red to show a hologram. It shows not only Swift Prober in his all black slender suit. Behind him is his daughter Mischa, the two victors from last season, one more past Victor. All standing in unison wearing the same exact uniform.

"Hello Pharaoh and Winter. We are now starting the final round. You may ask what can possibly happen. Since there is no volunteers, we will play one last game. A game of temptation. A game of trust. In all seasons, the final challenge is more different than the last. Except now. It's very simple. You may have noticed a hand sized button on the end of your armrest. Once I say go who ever presses it first will get to go live free. While the loser perish. It is all up to you. As time goes on mystery will build. Tension will grow. I have no doubt that someone will press the elimination button. May the best person win. Good luck to you both." The five people disappears and the button glow white to be seen better.

Pharaoh starts the final challenge by crossing his arms staying as far away from the button.

Winter's follow his suit and  lends on the other armrest. Visibly seen that this game isn't going anywhere anytime soon. Swears are throws and thoughts are getting thrown further.

The lost faces of Jillian, Andie, Joshua, Cleo, Xavier, Tabitha, Hazel, Jenna, William, Nathan, Elisabeth, and Roy rotates around the room. The creepy hidden camera pictures taken from before they went into the game. Most of them were laughing with their friends and having a good time. Clearly this is being forced down their throats to temp them into pressing the button.

Pharaoh and Winter stay strong from the temptation into being the lone winner. Quick stares that fade into nothingness string upon them.

One hour of them nothing playing accuses so Swift tries to do something that came spice up the game. The pictures of the twelve dead players transitions pictures of them previous to the game. Winter driving along with her friends the day she was kidnapped on her birthday. Pharaoh outside video chatting his friends on his front porch.

"Pharaoh?" Questions Winter.

"Yes?"

"How do we get out of here? I can't do this."

"I don't know, but we will figure this out."

Winter balls herself into the seat as she watches her prior life. Pharaoh stares at his hieroglyphics tattoo on his wrist. Both will not touch the button to save their lives.

"Oh. You two want to be defiant. I'll show you defiant." The tone of the host is filled with anger as water starts to pour from the top of the walls. The pictures of them is quickly covered by the silent water fall. Both players has their feet up to not get water.

With the water filling the cube quickly coming up a foot off of the ground. The water come easily reach the seats in a matter of minutes. The hottish water lightly splashes onto the faces of Pharaoh and Winter.

"They are trying to drown us into pressing the button. They are trying their best to pressure us into peer pressure." Winter argues.

"I promise I'm not going to press the button!" Pharaoh yells as the water reaches his chest sitting down.

Winter is now standing on her blue chair having the water reach her knees.

Every time Pharaoh attempts to talk the water forces itself into his lung. He coughs and chokes until Winter pulls him up. 

"Hey Winter...Pharaoh..." Swift drags his words.

"The water is coming out a lot more quickly. In only a matter if minutes will all the oxygen in the cube will be drained out. Don't you want to go home. Go under the water and press the button on your chair."

Swift argues with no prevail. Winter and Pharaoh are standing on the back of their chair trying to breathe all the air they can.

"Only about a minute worth of air is left. What do we do now?" Pharaoh questions.

Winter cries as she kicks for her life. She gives Pharaoh a familiar look that give him chills. Pharaoh paddles over to grab Winter's arm to stop any ideas that's flowing faster than the water. She swoosh back to get away from the grasp of him.

"Winter?"

"Pharaoh." She chokes attempting to say his name.

She splashes then ducks her head in the water to press the button on the blue chair. Pharaoh notices this is now a fight to the death. He plunges downwards but instead of going to his seat he pushes Winter away from hers. Their long hairs glow and flows into the water covering most of their sights as they wrestle. Winters agile movement passes Pharaoh as she has time to get more air and comes back down to her blue seats. Legs are being grabbed and hair is getting pulled in this even fight dead in the middle of the chairs.

Right in the middle of the chairs under water evenly away from both buttons. The laughs of the host muffled echoes into the water. Bubbles fall out of Winters mouth as Pharaoh bites her. She swims upwards dragging Pharaoh with her to get more hair, then back into the water.

"BEEP!"

With all of the fighting it comes to an end. The button has been pressed after a long fight and tears. The body of the stiffens and the veins blackens. Poison is injected from the wristband and the water drops out quickly. Both bodies fall onto the ground. 

"Well well well. We now have a winner of this season of The Red Cube. Congratulations Pharaoh Lewis on your win. Your mother would be proud of you. Welcome to the list of champions who has been in this place. You are now one of us."

Pharaoh weeps on the ground as Winter frail body is magnetically dragged into her seat by her wristband. Her seat is lowered into the ground while Pharaoh coughs the rest of water out of his body.

"From the boy who's all in the tabloids to the boy who defeats thirteen fresh new faces. You may now sit in your red seat so you can get out and be free into this world under our wing."

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Congratulations to Pharaoh for winning. If you want your character to be in the third book you will need to read the next chapter.