Disclaimer: I do not own The Hunger Games or any of the characters.
This is my first fic so any comments would be appreciated. In my mind I am not that good at writing. Enjoy!
Younger than the rest
I was one of the youngest tributes to go in this year. If I won there would be tons of chatter. Finnick Odair, youngest winner of The Hunger Games.
I stepped into the circular tube, as it began to rise. I had butterflies in my stomach as it rose onto the arena,I looked around in front of me was a big lake off to my right a big mountain and to my left a jungle. The gamemakers must have felt generous this year because there was even an island in the middle of the lake.
The gong sounded. I ran to the far side of the cornucopia. I picked up a backpack and a spear and sprinted to the lake. I didn't hear anybody following me because they prbably knew I could outspeed them swimming and then make a quick kill.
I didn't bother taking out anybody because my main focus was to get to water. I was accustomed to my trident but this spear would have to do.
I immediately plunged into the water and swam as fast as I could. When I arrived at the center Island I looked through my bag. I had a pocket knife, a ton of rope, and some crackers. I thought about getting a axe but decided it was to early. Silver had said to get a spear and a backpack and sprint like there was no tomorrow.
I waited until the bloodbath was over . Then I swam to the other side and got a axe. The tributes from one and two were together.I thought that if I got in thier way I would be dead so I left them be. Then I quickly but quietly swam back to my Island. I cut some trees and made a nice waterproof shelter with mats and a fireplace in the center. Then something amazing happened a giant parachute floated down and inside was a gold trident.
So there you have it... Expect more!