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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.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 Gams- Clove's DeathI sit quietly, watching the Cornucopia, eyeing the four backpacks, marked with 2, 5, 11, and 12. I promised Cato I would keep my only eye for District 12 to come out. But she doesnt, inside the Cornucopia, darts the sly girl from District 5, snatches her bag and sprints towards the forest. Maybe she's the one Cato and I should be concerned about. Especially if she made it this far. Impressive. But I focus my attention back on the District 12 pack. I don't care if Thresh comes around and snatches his. Cato can handle him easily.
Then I see my chance, Katniss leaps from the bushes, loading an arrow, and heading towards the mouth of the golden horn. I take off after her. As soon as she's just a few inches away from the table, I reach for my best throwing knife and threw it at her head, it only misses by a few inches, now she releases her arrow to me. It gets lodged only in my leg. My heart begins to race and I quickly remove the arrow, while she's loading another. As soon as it's out she
The 73rd Hunger Games ch.5
"Ladies and Gentlemen! Let the 73rd Hunger Games BEGIN!" Cladius's voice booms over the arena as we stand on our pedesitle for sixty seconds. I look at my surroundings, its a forest arena. Finch and I argued about this being the arena this year. I wish I could go home and rub it in her face. But I can't, and I'm positive I won't.
I look over at Jason who was eyeing the mouth of the Cornucopia, the items and weapons are spread out, the more valuble items are closer or directly in the mouth of the Cornucopia. Anything minor is farther out. I realize he must have spotted a sword on the rack inside. I'm in between the boy from 4 and Liam, the boy from 12. Kara, the girl from 6 is next to Julia. She's on the far corner. Jason's in between Emily, the girl from 4, and Blake. Two Careers, from one and two.
I flasback how Jason and I were going to watch our backs and try to outlast the Careers, we both promised. I hope
The 73rd Hunger Games ch.1
The Reaping, someone's chance for glory. To 23 others, their death sentence. In Districts 1, 2, and 4 there's a victor for them almost every year. Unless they're out smarted by another tribute. That doesn't happen in District 5. No careers, no ahead training, just thoughts that bring you into the arena and hope it's enough to keep you alive. It's even rare for one of our tributes to make it into the final eight.
My friend, Finch could have a chance to make it that far, but I highly doubt she'll be picked. Her knowledge on survival is to stay clear of any other tributes. Poisonus plants, not to make enemies, to be sly as a fox. Someone would nickname her Sly, or Clever/Crafty fox, maybe even Foxface. I only call her that if she asks sly and elusive in front of me.
"Stella! Stop day dreaming and get dressed!" shouts my sister. I'm in my room, praying I don't have to see the likes of the arena. Home of the 73rd Hunger Games. Finch and I are both 14, our names are only entered in three tim
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