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As Gamble crept through the corridors of the warehouse, an eerie sensation overcame him! The gun he was gripping in his palms was covered in water, his left leg had a will of its own.
He’d ventured through most of the warehouse and hadn’t seen anyone… The place felt hollow, like someone had drained all the colour from it. Although, some of the walls were smothered with red graffiti which added some vibrancy to the place. In the corner of one room Gamble witnessed a crimson coloured spider that feasted on several tiny flies… He heard it munching away like “NOM NOM”. All hope seemed lost, until he entered the seventh door and noticed a cherry red trail that stretched down a set of stairs.
The trail had led him to a rather strange hall and on centre stage was none other than Edo, who was kissing the floor. Behind Edo stood a lean, muscular figure whose name was unknown… His fashion sense was a scarlet overcoat and goofy yellow shoes, although his level hair was a menacing ebony colour. In his right pocket he bore a longsword in a chestnut coloured holster.
Edo was his ordinary self, olive skin with a blood smothered grey jacket… His hair looked as if he had just signed up for the army.The muscular figure yelled out
“You are nothing but a pest, Gamble. Always intruding and dismembering our plans!”
“If someone with little combat experience and few connections can almost destroy an entire gang, then you deserve to die. Now put the gun down and come here Samuel.”
“It seems you have a death wish, very well!”
Samuel leapt off the stage and unsheathed his longsword; it glistened like the brightest blood diamond. He approached Gamble. Seconds later he swiftly launched an assault on Gamble and began a frenzy of sword strikes. Gamble reacted instantly, dodging and ducking every slash that came his way! He took the chance and slammed his fist aggressively into Samuel’s gut and a waterfall of blood erupted from his mouth. Samuel stumbled, dropping his sword. He was choking and coughing like he had an infectious disease. Clutching his chest, he spoke.
“I’d never lose to you so easily, not after what you’ve done to us.”
“Oh be quiet, how many of the Irettos have you killed? You are no different from me.”
Samuel stood up, he retrieved his sword and grasped it even tighter. Gamble was a mere few metres in front of him. Something felt awkward, Samuel felt more bloodthirsty then previously. But Gamble dismissed it. His arrogance would always be his downfall… Samuel rapidly assaulted him with an even fiercer blow of sword slashes! But Gamble kept up. He searched for an opening, panting and panicking, nothing appeared. A gaping purple wound emerged on Gamble’s arm, then his vision began to blur. In an instant, his chest exploded, oozing with dense blood.
Minutes later, he now laid on the gritty warehouse floor, his sweat fused with the blood in his clothes. Slowly fading into emptiness. How had he been killed? What would happen to his mother? Samuel stood over his body, smirking.
This part is huge, i've added more far detail than in part 1! Be sure to look out for techniques because I've added a bunch! I hope you enjoy, if you hate blood then stay away from this part. Hope you enjoy, the ending is slightly rushed tho
Make sure to leave any feedback 
You can find part 1 here http://kh13.com/forum/topic/92018-gambling-with-lucifer-part-1/
As Gamble crept through the corridors of the warehouse, an eerie sensation overcame him! The gun he was gripping in his palms was covered in water, his left leg had a will of its own.
He’d ventured through most of the warehouse and hadn’t seen anyone… The place felt hollow, like someone had drained all the colour from it. Although, some of the walls were smothered with red graffiti which added some vibrancy to the place. In the corner of one room Gamble witnessed a crimson coloured spider that feasted on several tiny flies… He heard it munching away like “NOM NOM”. All hope seemed lost, until he entered the seventh door and noticed a cherry red trail that stretched down a set of stairs.
The trail had led him to a rather strange hall and on centre stage was none other than Edo, who was kissing the floor. Behind Edo stood a lean, muscular figure whose name was unknown… His fashion sense was a scarlet overcoat and goofy yellow shoes, although his level hair was a menacing ebony colour. In his right pocket he bore a longsword in a chestnut coloured holster.
Edo was his ordinary self, olive skin with a blood smothered grey jacket… His hair looked as if he had just signed up for the army.The muscular figure yelled out
“You are nothing but a pest, Gamble. Always intruding and dismembering our plans!”
“If someone with little combat experience and few connections can almost destroy an entire gang, then you deserve to die. Now put the gun down and come here Samuel.”
“It seems you have a death wish, very well!”
Samuel leapt off the stage and unsheathed his longsword; it glistened like the brightest blood diamond. He approached Gamble. Seconds later he swiftly launched an assault on Gamble and began a frenzy of sword strikes. Gamble reacted instantly, dodging and ducking every slash that came his way! He took the chance and slammed his fist aggressively into Samuel’s gut and a waterfall of blood erupted from his mouth. Samuel stumbled, dropping his sword. He was choking and coughing like he had an infectious disease. Clutching his chest, he spoke.
“I’d never lose to you so easily, not after what you’ve done to us.”
“Oh be quiet, how many of the Irettos have you killed? You are no different from me.”
Samuel stood up, he retrieved his sword and grasped it even tighter. Gamble was a mere few metres in front of him. Something felt awkward, Samuel felt more bloodthirsty then previously. But Gamble dismissed it. His arrogance would always be his downfall… Samuel rapidly assaulted him with an even fiercer blow of sword slashes! But Gamble kept up. He searched for an opening, panting and panicking, nothing appeared. A gaping purple wound emerged on Gamble’s arm, then his vision began to blur. In an instant, his chest exploded, oozing with dense blood.
Minutes later, he now laid on the gritty warehouse floor, his sweat fused with the blood in his clothes. Slowly fading into emptiness. How had he been killed? What would happen to his mother? Samuel stood over his body, smirking.
“See you in hell”