Third person POV:

The song began and most people seemed shocked that these girls could put a melody together that catchy.

https://youtu.be/xjMoongm8hM

The five girls smiled at the crowd and blew kisses before grabbing each other's hands and bowing. The crowd cheered loudly. The rest of the school joining the crowd by now. The sl*ts sent a challenging smirk towards (Y/n) before walking off the stage and sitting in the crowd with their friends. Basch, Hercules and Hermes walked on stage.

"That was... Something..." Hercules said, nodding. Half asleep. Hermes nudged him slightly before turning to the crowd.

"Good job. Never thought any of you had any talent since you've slept with everyone of the jocks." Hermes stated and before the girls could respond, he moved on. "Next we will be seeing said jocks. Those jerks who push others around for their own benefit." He said before walking back off stage. Hercules trailed after him. Basch rubbed his temples as he walked off stage. Muttering something about 'Too busy to care' and 'Should have a bullet to the head'. A group of three jocks walked on stage, smiling cockily.

"We'll blow you all away!" The middle jock announced, pointing at the crowd. The crowd cheered loudly, boosting the ego's of the three jocks on stage. (Y/n) rolled her eyes.

"Boo! You all f**king suck! Literally!" (Y/n) yelled. "Get off the stage and let real talent go on!" The jocks glared at (Y/n).

"What the f***? We ARE the only real talent here! B**ch!" The middle jock exclaimed. "You'll all be going down and We'll f**king win."

"You seem to forget that there can only be one f**king winner. And that this will be one of the only f**king times that you three will be working together." (Y/n) shot back.

"Tch. Whatever. Sl*t. You're just worried about your f**king reputation." One of the side jocks said, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms. 

"Just hurry up with your performance or you'll be disqualified." Basch yelled, glaring at the jocks. "I already said we don't have a lot of time didn't I?" The jocks looked away in annoyance before nodding towards V and Hermes. Hercules was fast asleep in his chair.

"Fine." The middle jock said as the music began.

https://youtu.be/LIc74f3jm8k

The crowd cheered again, making the jocks smirk successfully. They bowed before leaving the stage to go sit with the sl*ts and the other jocks. The middle jock stepped on (Y/n)'s foot as they passed, making her curse silently.

"Alright. The Allies can go on up. Please, don't sing. I don't know if I can handle that." Basch said as Alfred, Ivan, Yao, Arthur, Francis and Mathew walked on stage.

"Hey! I am amazing at singing!" Alfred exclaimed, only to get nudged harshly in the ribs.

"Shut up! I don't actually know about you, but I want to win. Bloody git..." Arthur grumbled as everyone took stance on the stage. The music began and they did something surprising. They all were dancing and singing.

https://youtu.be/CFLbtttvTGs

The crowd was quiet for a moment before bursting out into cheers.

"I have to admit. This wont be a piece of cake to win with these guys around..." Jumin said, watching as they bowed and left the stage. (Y/n) scowled and glared at them as they passed.

"They're quiet good. I wonder who came up with that choreography." Zen said, tapping his chin.

"They were so in sync! Impressive!" Yoosung cheered. "It's pretty hard to dance in sync like that without years of practice!"

"That surprised me. I though they were all talk and no bite." Seven commented, eyeing the group.

"Next will be the losers club." Basch said. "But because they do this every year, (Y/n) will be her own team for the prelims round." He added. (Y/n) shot a glare at him as the rest of her friends stood up.

"It is only fair. We've been doing this since elementary school. It would give us an unfair advantage." Jumin said. "Good luck (Y/n)."

"Show these guys who's boss!" Yoosung cheered.

"Don't fail us now." Seven said, winking.

"You guys are the ones on stage right now. I should be telling you guys these things!" (Y/n) said, chuckling. Her friends shot her a quick smile before standing on stage. They took a quick breath in as the music started.

https://youtu.be/hxqlVTg1Gpw

The countries clapped loudly for the losers club along with a couple of the other nerds in the school. The jocks and sl*ts stayed quiet, glaring as the losers club bowed and walked off stage. (Y/n) stood up and high fived them all as they passed.

"Great job guys!" She cheered.

"Last performance before lunch! (Y/n)." Basch said. (Y/n) walked to the middle of the stage and took a breath in. Her hands were shaking slightly and her heart was beating wildly. Her limbs were slightly sore and whenever (Y/n) looked out to the audience, all she saw was bloodied faces and screams of pain. (Y/n) focused on the wall at the back of the cafeteria as music began playing.

https://youtu.be/xG3BLxA3vjU

(Y/n) took a deep breath before bowing. The same people who clapped for the losers club clapped for (Y/n). The countries and the losers club clapping the loudest.

"Great job to all those who went now. But it's lunch so get out of the cafeteria!" Basch announced, waking Hercules up.

"We eat in the cafeteria!" One of the jocks called. Basch rolled his eyes and grabbed his gun again.

"Does it look like I care? Get out of the school!" He yelled.

"Be back before 12:30!" Hermes added as everyone scattered. Scared for their lives. Basch scoffed at their reactions, putting the gun away once more.

"Those idiots. Alistor wouldn't allow me to shoot them after the school shooting. The worst this gun will do it set little embers on someone's clothes. Maybe catching fire." Basch stated.

"None of those mortals know that. Idiot." Hermes said, rolling his eyes.

"Who did the best?" Hercules asked. Hermes smacked the back of his head.

"Who do you think idiot? Obviously Earth, the Allies and the losers club. Those sl*ts and jocks were ok. But too full of themselves." Hermes said, running a hand through his hair. "Why are we doing this again? All I see with that damned girl is damaged pride, swearing and over all... Nothing very unique."

"She's in a 'faze' and doesn't remember who she really is. Idiot. Of course she's acting like a mortal human." Basch said, rolling his eyes. "Plus. Everyone else thinks she's like this because of something on going on at her adoptive house. Though no one can do anything about it because she's too stubborn to ask for help."

"Mortals are all idiots. They're better when they're six feet under, or bleeding out of the ground. Letting their blood feed the plants." Hermes stated, a dark glint in his eyes. He chuckled lowly as Basch sweat dropped.

"Not the time Hermes." Hercules drawled, leaning back in his chair. Hermes clicked his tongue before kicking Hercules chair back. Making him fall onto his head.

"Stop beating each other up. We need to be alive to judge this damn show." Basch grumbled. "If you continue I'll grab my real gun."

"Yeah, yeah... Whatever." Hermes said, sitting down in his chair and going through papers filled with numbers and plans. "Now we have to suffer through more terrible acts for the prelims. It sucks that we cannot eliminate anyone yet."