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The 73rd Hunger Games ch.3
Of course my stylist tells me that they're here to make an impretion, I don't believe most of that crap. During the Parade, I can see the chariots ahead, marvelous. Jason and I are in silver headresses, I'm in a dress, he's in a tuex. I don't nervous at all, so I'm waving to the crowd smiling, he's doing the same. This is how Carl said we could get sponsors.
President Snow is at his podium, welcoming us, wishing us luck in the arena then quickly dismisses us. Our stylists and Rosealina congraulate us and say how amazing we looked. Then they turned to each other and started a conversation, I look around at the other tributes. I end at District 1, the boy sees me looking their way, doesnt say anything, he looks at me with a pointed stair, I look away. We're brought up to our room, we're on the fifth floor, for District 5. We sit down for dinner.
"So, what's tomorrow?" I ask.
"Tomorrow is when you begin your training, but I don't want you to show what skills you have to the tributes or th
The Hunger Games Marvel's Death
Snap! The lifeless corspe falls to the ground. What used to be the district 3 male, is now a lifeless being. The whites of his eyes showing, nearly unbearable to look at. I turn away and see what remains of our supplies. That's why Cato killed him in the first place, he knows and so do I, that he was suppose to guard those supplies. He failed. The cannon fires and Cato rounds up any weapons from the rack that was under the shade and protection of our barriers.
Cato and Clove begin to walk away from the Cornucopia. There's no reason to stay here, no supplies, no campsite, and in my opinion, no allience. I think back to when I first left home, how my sickly brother's body was sprawled in the bed, chin covered in his coughed-up blood, breathing sounded like gasping. And in a blink of an eye, he was gone. Gone with the wind, leaving me alone to enter the games.
That's when I remember, the net trap I set up, maybe some poor tribute was stupid enough to fall for it. I hope it's Katniss, Cato
The 73rd Hunger Games ch. 4
Now it's time for our privat interviews with the Gamemakers, I go before Jason and I know how I'll show them my knife skills, I hope none of the Career tributes saw use them. Some caught Jason beheading dummies. I really don't want to become a threat.
"Stella Rangergrey." I'm called to the room where I have to show them what I'm made of.
"Stella." Jason haults me before I leave. "Throw straight."
I smile, "Thanks, make sure you show the dummies how to fight." I say, he chuckles and I leave him behind. A wide room spreads out what used to be the training arena. The balcony with the Gamemakers is what I remember to be the same. They seem interested in their fancy food that neither noticed I walked in. Do I seriously have to tell them?
"Stella Rangergrey," I speak up. All of them shut up and turn their attention towards me. The small tray with the knives is there, just what I need. I pick one up in one hand and one in the other and wait for the dummies to light up. One lights up and I nea
Little Miss It“Do you enjoy her company?”
That, Avadaci concluded, had been the extent of his grandfather’s kindness. Thank the stars he had broken his neck after a failed attempt to ascend the castle staircase. Not that many were privy to this information. The official listing on the cause of death involved something along the lines of falling in battle after slaying at least a dozen demons, although this was treated with quite a bit of skepticism by the general populace. Yet, interestingly enough, a decent portion of the locals believed a tale about the cannibals of Unkhtom devouring him whole.
Not that Avadaci really cared how his grandfather had died. He was just glad he was dead. And if he was glad his grandfather had died, Avadaci wondered, why did he have to attend his funeral? In fact, the whole kingdom was glad his grandfather had died. Why did they have to attend the funeral?
“Oh Avad,” proclaimed his mother, “obv
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