The Hunger Games: Thirst of Revenge

Boom! The cannon sounded causing Joseph to erect in the mist of confusion. His vision blurred and heart beat with dangerous speed. Death is nearby, yet he let his guard down. How long has he been asleep? How could he fall into such temptation when his life depends on his strength? Enough, it's time to run. Scouring the surrounding, his vision slowly returned to normal revealing that he was in his quarters. Relief would be expected but only the opposite emotion drowned him. Today is third day of training and what's worst the Gamemakers have changed some things for this year. The Gamemakers, murderers. How can one be ill in such ways to deliberately conjure psychological and physical methods of torture upon children who are basically lying on their death bed, and all for entertainment? This year in order for the players to receive their scores name will be drawn and paired by two. The players paired must battle in the training arena in hand to hand combat, killing is forbidden for this is saved for the actual game. The whole process will be screened live and watched by millions. This will give the viewers a taste of what to come and the players a hint of who to fear.

All players stood in a line facing the Gamemakers above in the balcony. The excitement displayed on their faces where increasingly sickening. Nothing could draw their attention away. They created this and obtained burning interest to see it all play out. Joseph scanned the players to the right and left of him but no one was of importance other than her. His eyes fixated on her attempting to soak in the drastic shift in her appearance. Rebecca, his ex-girlfriend who he had foolishly betrayed two years ago. Joseph remembered her being the epitome of innocence. Her traits contained the slim figure, dazzling brown hair, grey eyes to lose one's self in and a face of peace. Angels do die because the girl he focused was not that of what he remembered. This girl obtained an air of darkness, that brown hair was engulfed in dullness, her figure now without mistake toned, and those grey eyes very hollow. Rebecca is the epitome of wonder.

With an exception of a few the battles was indeed intriguing. How convenient that so many of the players where gifted in combat. No one held back but instead grew gritty and relentless. There were six of them left with Rebecca included. They all eyed Effie as she made her way over to the glass bowl. Reaching her hand in, she relieved a slip of paper.

"Jake Redd." She announced.

With this name revealed the emotions of the remaining player shifted into shivering fear. Jake Redd was a career tribute and the biggest of them all. If anything was unfair it was that this enormous barbarian was allowed amongst the rest of the players. A slight smirk grew upon his face as he stomped to the center, he knew he was feared. Like that morning, Joseph heart began to beat painfully hard as Effie relieved another slip of paper. Without hesitation she announced the unfortunate player.

"Rebecca Summers" Even Effie raised her eyebrows.

"No" Joseph whispered as worry filled his eyes.

Gasps filled the room at Rebecca's fate for there is no doubt she will be shredded.

"Are you serious" Jake laughed.

Everyone watched in silence as Rebecca nonchalantly moved until she faced Jake. Her face remained empty.

"Begin!" President Snow's voice echoed.

They only stood there until Jake broke the silence.

"Would you like to just lie down?" he teased with a smile, or maybe he wasn't teasing. He knew killing her would be effortless.

Joseph's body froze, he may have ripped her heart out but this Jake will murder her. There is nothing that he can do but watch.

"What tha heck" began Jake as lifted his fist and charged it towards Rebecca's face.

Joseph squeezed his eyes shut as a thundering clap echoed intertwining with gasps. Silence became the aftermath. No one wants to see an innocent girl brutally bloodied up but Joseph would have to eventually open his eyes so he did so. What shock, the clap that sounded was Jakes fist stopped by Rebecca's hand. Little Rebecca blocked Jakes hit! Slowly Rebecca eyes met Jakes. His mouth slightly opened, this girl's strength was remarkable and what's more her face revealed no emotion. He gritted his teeth and struck with his free fist only for Rebecca to instantaneously block with her free hand. This time Joseph witnesses her magnificence. Who is that girl and what has she been doing the past two years to become so powerful? Rebecca handcuffed Jakes wrists, freed her feet from the floor and struck them into his chest with such might that he slid back an impressive length. Jake placed a hand on his bruised chest and eyed her in fury as she only remained laid on the floor. He snarled dash toward her body and raised his boot to smash her. Rebecca quickly rolled to her left letting the floor suffer Jake wrath. She swirled her legs across the floor sweep kicking Jake as he fell backwards hitting the floor with a loud bang. He growled with anger as he hopped onto his feet without the use of his hands. Rebecca smoothly hopped from left to right with her fist guarding her face and her eyes fixated on him. Jake swung left as Rebecca weaved. He swung right for her to duck and jab him in the gut as he let out a growl of defeat. Anger aroused furthermore as he swung his right fist and finally meeting her jaw as blood spurted. She staggered but rapidly recovered. She stepped closer to him as if she wanted more. Such action bedazzled bystanders as this girl was not only handling herself against the giant in comparison but was also able to withstand his strikes. Jake lost his professional boxing methods as he wildly swung at his target with rage. Yet he could not hit her. She moved so swiftly, parrying his attacks as she returned with successful strikes. Growing exhausted Jake threw a weak punch only for Rebecca to grab his arm. She kneed his already injured abdomen then slipped her foot under his feet causing his face to slap the floor. Jake used his hands in attempt to push his body up but Rebecca placed a boot on his back and crushed him back onto the ground. She then sat upon his back, retrieved his arms in one hand and wrapped her other arm around his neck relieving his bloody face from the floor to quicken his introduction to death. Then slowly she turned her head and stared daggers into Joseph. Those grey eyes became dark and horrifying but her message was clear. Jake struggled but couldn't escape. Rebecca showed no difficult in restraining him as she fixated on her ex. She did this for him, to show him what he has in store. He shouldn't fear The Hunger Games, he should fear her. She has permission to do what she wishes to he that has hurt her.

"Enough!" President Snow boomed as Rebecca released Jake cause him to smack his face onto the hard floor again.

The sound of Effie's heels played as she scurried toward the two.

"My my dear, may I ask, was there something personal between you two?" She questioned.

"No, not him" Rebecca's cold voice sounded as her eyes never left Joseph.