Zone E -- Highlands

[Dawnika Snow]

The dark haired assassin webbed through the rough mountains and hills that lay between her and the item drop in Zone D. Her muscles were weary and sore. If only she had her wings on this stupid island she could just fly over the mountains and staight into Zone D, but Karl Jak is a bitch, and this collar was restricting a lot of her powers.

Trudging through the valleys and cracks between the mountains, the lone commando continued onwards, pulling up her hood as the rain began to come down a bit more roughly. A small floating device followed her high in the sky; a camera, Karl Jak's visual of all the competitors. If it wouldn't get her disqualified, she'd have sniped it out of the air right now luck she was duck hunting. Stupid fucking rules.

She held her sniper in her hands, occasionally glancing up at the camera that videoed her so graciously in the pouring rain. She sneered at the thought that people were watching her suffer. It was one thing to suffer alone, but another to have people laugh at you as you suffer. Maybe, though, people were cheering for her? There was someone out there watching and rooting for that dark haired assassin with the sniper? It seemed unlikely, and Dawn didn't care too much if they were rooting for her. This was for money, simple as that, but something else dug into her. She felt like there was more of a reason, but she didn't want to admit it. Was it Rogue's death? Was this simply an outlet for her anger; or, was it Dust and Shinmen? The two of them gladly accepted her as a friend without much of an argument which was completely contrary to her past. There were so many questions that lingered in the assassin's head, but still would she continue on and see the end of this hellish island so she could answer those questions.

Dawn from E7 to E9