14th Hnger Games

Week 4

It is week 4 of the 14th Hunger Games. These are our final contestants.

From District 1, we have Kanga Eversheen.

From District 2, we have Garlic Fennel.

From District 7, we have Calvince Moussaka

And finally, From District 11, we have Shimmer Ventresco...

Let the 28th Day of the 14th Hunger Games BEGIN!

Shimmers' POV

I walks out from the woods and onto the soft moss. Right below the tree I'm hiding in nice tree. I adjust my chesnut tree hair that stretches a little bit past my shoulders. I pauses a moment, and I hope that no one is around, because I still have a shot at Victor. I swing my foot a little before crouching on the ground. I then remove my home-made spear from my multi-colored bag and give it a little pat after setting it on the ground.I look at the sky, thinking. Suddenly, something flies beside me. I notice what it is.

A spear. I immediately stand up, and notice Calvince, from District Seven. I let out a little "Ah!" and fumble as I stuff my spear back in the bag.

She starts to climb down the tree. The outfits we're wearing work perfectly for running and climbing so it's no problem for her to get down quickly. We're wearing grey leggings, black T-shirts, tennis-shoes, and then a light blue windbreaker.

She jumps down the rest and I break into a run, hoping that I can get away. I can see her shoulder length, light brown hair swishes infront of her face as she staggers to pick up her spear. Her light blue book-bag bounces between her shoulders, slowing her down as she chases after me. Luckily, she's too close to use the spear, but not far enough to not use her hands.

She tosses her spear down at the end of the moss when the dirt path breaks in. She manages to catch up with me and shoves me against the tree. I struggle under her arms on the rough bark. No, this won't be the end. I'm going to get away from her.

"It's the end of the line, District Eleven!" She says. No, it's not!

I struggle some more and then shout "Never!" and use one of my hands to shove her away.

She squels as she tumbles on the grond and lands on her back. I walk over and fumble for a moment. I'm not sure what I want to do, run or attack. But it's too late, because now shes on her feet, attacking me as I shove and pushe her. We're pretty young, but can fight well. She yanks on my coat, our hair flying everywhere, and I manage to slip her hold.

I start to run, but she's on me again. I'm on my back on the mossy floor and she yanks my arm. Hard. It hurts, but I keep going, keep pushing. I manage to climb back onto my feet and we continue to struggle. I feel my spear slip from the bag.

Now, I'm dis-armed, but there's no time to pick it up. It's fight or die. We keep turning and fighting and I shove Calvince to the ground and then run for it. She get back up quickly, and chases after me, outstretching her arms to catch me. My heart races as I run, but I'm not going to let her kill me. Not now. Not after I've made it this far.

Kangas' POV

Me and my ally, Garlic, sit in a clearing watching for signs of the other tributes. Then I see them. The bright coats and brown hair. Garlic sees them too. I was playing with a piece of something but drop it and start to gather my "knives." I made them form twigs I sharpened and wrapped stuff around. So, their good for stabbing. Garlic already has her bow in hand, and we stand up. I hide my make-shift knives behind my back.

We start to walk towards them. Its District Eleven and Seven fighting. I break into a run and so does Garlic. "District Ten!" I shout.

"Frizz!" Shouts Calvince, and runs.

"What?" says Shimmer, turning and noticing us. She starts to run, but I lock my grip on her.

"C'mere," I say. I force her to turn and look at Garlic. I think she knows what's coming next, so I say: "Get down."

She doesn't so I force her. "I said, get down!" I say louder. Garlic points her arrow. Shimmer is on the ground with her legs beneath her and I'm holding her arms with my hands on her shoulders. There's no escaping for her, and she knows it I hope.

Garlic shoots her arrow and it goes straight into Shimmer's knee. She lets out a cry of pain and then her face shows it as I look at her, lowering her to the ground. "Got 'em..." I say and then lay the dead girl on the mossy floor.

I toss my knives into the air and then clap my hands on them. "Done!"

Garlic looks at her body, inspecting it. "Let's go," I say, brushing my long black hair from my eyes.

Garlic bends down. "Take the arrow," she says. She grips it and pulls and let's out a little strain of voice. She manages to yank the arrow out, and we start walking. I mumble something and she picks up her bow.

"Good-bye, District Eleven!" I say cheerfully, looking once back at her. Me and Garlic walk back to our campsite. It's a clearing curbing a line of ivy and other plants and a muddy river, and then has a veiw of the forest. The little fire is already out, so we just pick up our book-bags. Her's is light-blue and mines navy.

"It's only District Seven to go," Garlic says.

"Only District Seven to go," I echo, grabbing a few of the other things I have.

We walk around and finally find another site. We find another one. There's dead leaves on the ground, and a pile of wood that probably fell from the trees behind arlic. We're shaded in the back by plants hanging down and I feel safe because of the light-wood tree behind me.

"Here," I say, handing Garlic some food.

"Thanks," she replies kindly. We're crouching in our little hide-out and Garlic's holding her bow, which is already loaded. We're waiting for the other tribute to come by so we can finish them off. She chews carefully, glancing at the woods left to us. I hear a snap, and her head jerks towards the direction. I ignore it, it could be an animal, right?

"I think I heard something," says Garlic. I stand up and she mimics me. That's when I notice it. I noticw who it is and tell Garlic.

"It's District Seven... That Calvince girl."

Calvinces' POV

I'm standing beside a tree, and I notice that the District one and two girls have seen me. I've been hiding beside a tree holding my spear, which is acting as a walking-stick, I let out a deep breath. Then they start walking towards me.

"Prepare you're weapons," I hear Kanga say.

"You distract her," Garlic says. "And I'll finish her off…"

I see Kanga starts to run, and so do I. "She's making a run for it!" I hear Garlic say, pointing her bow at the ground and running, her brown hair flying everywhere.

"Fire! Fire, now!" Kanga shouts. Garlic raises her bow and I face forward, hoping it won't reach me. But it does. It misses my heart or head, but it goes straight through my ankle- causing me to stop running. My spear flies out of my hand as I fall and let out a little cry and gasp in some air. The pain is excrutiating and like nothing I've ever felt.

Kanga hops over hehind me. I'm on my stomach now, trying not to look at the arrow. "Well," she says. I let out another cry of pain as she steps over me, one foot over both of the sides of my stomach, and begins to flip me ove.r "District Seven, we meet again. Too bad Granthum isn't here to chare the occasion."

She got a hand on my shoulder, holding those pointy twigs she calls knives. Hopefully I can district them with something and spear them or run away. But then I her Granthum's name. "What?" I ask in a strained voice.

"You heard," she coos.

Garlic then comes into veiw, walking towards me, clutching her bow, the quiver on her back. "Yep," she says. "You hear it..." She starts to crouch down below my feet. "We're going to kill you. Just like we did you're pathetic ally... Yep, Granthum. The one who attempted to spear me," One that last sentence, she uses a sense of gloating or pride or amusment. I can't tell, but they all sicken me.

I look at the, my grey-green eyes large. "If Granthum was still here," I say. Kanga starts pushing my shoulder down. "He'd enjoy giving the audience a good show." By saying this, I'm hoping they agree, ad give me a slow death, giving me a bit more time to think of a distraction. I let my head dip down and cuk in some air, trying to not cry from the pain of my ankle, and impending death hanging over me.

Kanga picks up on this. "Stop dreaming District Seven!" She says narrowing her eyes. She twirls one of the pointy stick in her hand. "Now, mmm... I think... I think we'll start with you're throat..." She points the twing at me. "Yes, you would have much use for that anymore."

"You'll be down in," I grimace at Garlic's word she says next and listen to the rest of what sh has to say. "With you're little buddy, Granthum... Now, hold still!"

I breath heavily as they're hands force my shoulders to the ground. They both have one hand on each shoulder now. "Now, you listen," I say. "You're not going to kill me. I'm gonna' do Granthum proud- and win." I close my eyes a little it and my chest falls sharply as I draw in a breath.

"Good-night," says Kanga, raising the twig. My eyes are closed, but I can tell she's doing this due to the change of pressure I feel from her arm.

My blood starts to race. Kanga forces my chin up and to the side, getting a clear veiw of my neck. "No!" I shout but then I feel it.

Garlics' POV

Kanga bring the point down into Calvince's neck. She holds onto it as Calvinces' head slowly falls limply to the side. I know she's dead, and so does my ally.

"Let's go," I say as Kanga takes her hand off of the 'knife.' "Ooh!" I say noticing the spear next to Calvince. "Give me that, it may come in handy…" Kanga hands it over to me, and I stick it in the dirt, look at the dead District Seven girl, and then stand up. Kanga does the same, and then we start walking.

We find a new camp-site, near some dead branches that hang down and green bushes and lots of moss. It's comfy and in the shade. We're crouching, and then Kanga stands up. I'm not sure why we're still in an alliance, because we're the last tributes left.

But, I'm planning to attack her when she least expects it. "I'll go get some berries from over there," she says, pointing and adjusting her wind-breaker. She starts walking and I stand up and follow her, even though she's aware. I mean, I couldn't hide or anything. My two pig-tails on top of my hair that's down is held by two orange hair bands, and I'm wearing blue. I practically glow. I'll just have to fight it out.

We wind through some of the thin, tall, brown trees. The moss under our feet is soft and comfertable and the little ferns dotting the th place make it seem like a jungle. I grab a branch as I walk under a tree, and then let go, continuing to walk with her.

I swing on another one, and we walk a little further until I'm under a branch that's infront of a clearing, that bends over, like an arch. I can't take it anymore. "Wiat a sec," I begin. She turns around, but I'm interrupted by the speaker. Kanga looks up and so do I, and she walk around a little.

"Congratulations to te final contestants of the fourteenth Hunger Games!" booms Cladius Templesmith. "May the odds be ever in you're favor."

His voice leaves the arena, and then me and Kanga lock eyes, knowing what's coming next. I run at her, and whatever alliance we had is over. She backs up a little and then her arms stretch out and she grabs me as I grab her. I pick her up a little and she let our a noise and then forces her way back down.

But then I pick her up again and she lets out a little scream and I drop her. Shr olls on the mossy ground and lands her back, her elbows in the greenery. I crouch and we pause for a moment before I grab her by the ankle. I stand up and drag her across the small clearing, her coat slipping off her arms, and her feet desperately trying to kick me. I too tall for that, and her foot never makes contact. I let go and she crawls back and then stands up.

Then we're back on eachother, turning and yanking, and scratching, and ripping, and punching. "C'mere!" She shouts, and grips my hand and forces me down onto the ground, I'm on my side with her behind me, and I suck in air, leaning my head back. No way am I going to let Kanga beat me. I turn and then she sits with her legs beneath her and wraps her arms around my stomach, picking me up off of the ground some. I manage to get back up onto my hands and knees, and my hood flies up as she shoves me leans back.

I out-stretch one hand towards her I push her my hand against her chest, forcing her down to the ground. By now, sunlight is treaming through the beautiful trees and speckling the ground. I'm on all fours, hanging over her, and reach for a large branch I see. I grab it and then hit her arm with it. She louts out a cry of pain and I do it again and get the same response. I twist her and push it into her back and she let's out a cry. I pick her up a bit and then drop her, and she lays there on the ground, ouching, eyes shut in pain.

I stand and walk back to the camp-site and return to find her in the same condition. I have my bow-and arrow now, and it's loaded. I point it at her and she lays on her stomach and pushes her hands up, almost in a push-up, except her legs are on the ground.

"Good-bye Kanga," I say, pointing it straight at her.

"No, Garlic, you can't do this!" I hear her say. She looks at me with pleading eyes. I let my finger drop the string and the arrow sails through the air and goes right into Kanga's chest, making a fatal hit. She whimpers and curls up, drawing her feet in.

I get a faint smile on my lips and let my hand and bow hang limp at my side as I stare at the sky. "The Victor of the 14th Hunger Games..."

Alright! Done! So, is anyone wondering what this is? Okay, it's a whole story of stories! It includes stories that peopel have made video'sfor! Excluding, of course, the 74th & 75th Hunger Games, and the 50th. Here is the information for this one!:

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That's the link to it. It's really good and I higly reccomend it! I love it and have watched it many times before! I'll keep posting them as they get uploaded to youtube! For instance, there are before this, so If anyone makes any of those, I'll put them before this one. I'm just doing them in order. =)

Anyway, I've been thinking of this for a while, and I hope you like it! Thanks! And credit fot the idea of theth hugner Games goes to TheHungerGamesClove of Youtube, who made this!

Bye!

~Meghan