Hello fanfiction. I planned to finish my Alpha and Omega story before I started another one but my mind started to wander one day and I started to come up with another story. This time it's a story about what might happen if the hunger games was made today for entertainment. There is no reference to characters or events from the actual Hunger Games but because the story is very similar to it I had to put it in the Hunger Games category. Anyway enough talk, let's start the story.

I was breathing heavily as I thought about what I could do. My four squad mates are down and I still have to deal with four enemies. Shit went downhill fast. My squad was assigned to defuse a bomb inside a two story house. We went in to breach the building from the back door, but unfortunately the enemy was waiting for us and we got into a heated firefight. Matt and Chris were hit almost immediately. My best friend Jeff and I were trying to retreat while Alex was trying to give us covering fire. Alex hit one of the opposition but he was also gunned down. Jeff was attempting to run around to the front door when he was shot through an open window, leaving me to fend for myself.

"What can I do?" I whispered to myself. I got an idea but it would only work if no one was upstairs. I tried to recall the ambush. There were two enemies in the kitchen area and two enemies in the living room. The one in the living room was shot so that leaves three still on the first floor. 'Where is the fifth guy?' I wondered to myself, but I had no time to think. There was only a minute left to defuse the bomb or eliminate all the hostiles. I quickly made my way up a ladder on the side of the house and got onto the porch and snuck into the house through the window. Once I was in I tried listen for movement or speech.

"You two keep watching the window, I'll see if he's upstairs." I then heard footsteps coming up the stairs.

"Oh no I can't let the group get alerted to my position." I whispered to myself. I tried to come up with a way to eliminate the threat without having to fire a shot. "I picked the wrong time to come without a suppressor." I joked to myself. I looked at my watch, just one minute remaining for the mission. The footsteps were gradually getting closer. I decided to hide in the bedroom hoping he wouldn't check his corners. My gamble paid off as he walked right past me and I was able to knife him quickly without him making a sound. "Three to go." I couldn't waste any more time I had to assault the first floor. Before I peeked the stairs I tossed a grenade into the kitchen and waited

*BOOM*

I peeked as soon as it went off and I was two bodies lying in the ground. "One more." I didn't know where he was though so I decided to take a risk. I ran straight to the living room and started to plant the defuser. 'Just a few more seconds and…' suddenly I felt something poke at my back. I dropped the defuser and turned around to see what it was. It was the last enemy and he had a knife to my back. "HIT!" A whistle blew and everyone started to get up. "You son of a bitch. How the hell did you get behind me?" He pointed toward the couch. I noticed it was moved away from the wall slightly. "You sneaky bastard." He chuckled a little and regrouped with his team. I headed out of the building and noticed Jeff was still lying down. "Jeff get up the match is over."

"Oh yeah?" He started to get up.

"Yeah. You didn't hear the whistle?"

"No I can't hear shit with this helmet on. Luckily our coms are still on, I could hear you whisper to yourself the whole time." He stood up and started to take off his black helmet.

"I told you to cut out the ear protection and change it with a vented cover. That way your ears are still protected and you can still hear everyone."

"Yeah, that would've probably helped me hear the guy by the window."

We went back to the team as they got their guns rearmed for the next round.

"They knew exactly where we were going to breach from." Chris said pissed that he didn't even get a chance to return fire.

"Well we weren't exactly subtle with moving into position." I commented.

"We got them next round." Alex said eager to end these guy's winning streak.

"Yeah we will. Time for some payback for shooting me in the head." We all laughed at that remark. The other team members started to head over. Their captain spoke.

"That was a close match but we are still undefeated and you guys just got your first loss."

"Yeah but we'll make sure that you get your first loss as well." Matt commented.

"I have to admit I thought I had you for sure." He said pointing at me. "I figured you would be upstairs but you kept hidden pretty well, and took me down without any trouble."

"Funny how the best player on the team forgets the most basic part of airsoft. Check, your, corners." I snapped back. He chuckled a little.

"Nonetheless that was a great round. We're ready to go when you are." We nodded and they went to the attacker's tent. We were in the middle of a best of three bomb defusal match. The first round went to them, so we have to win this one to force a sudden death. We alternate between attack and defense for the first two rounds. If there is a tie for the last round there is a coin toss with the winner choosing whether they want to attack or defend. The only limitation for equipment is gas blowback guns only.

"Alright where should we place the bomb?" Jeff asked. I had to think about it for a little. I thought about pulling the same stunt the other team pulled by putting the bomb on the first floor giving the enemy team a false impression of a quick bomb defusal, but they might have the perfect strategy to counter it. So I decided to place the bomb elsewhere.

"We'll place the bomb in the second floor master bedroom. With all the rooms on the second floor we could hide until they are vulnerable and then we strike." Everyone appeared to be in agreement but Matt wasn't convinced it was a good plan.

"What if they check each room?"

"Try to get into a prolonged firefight. They are on the time limit, not us. Try and make time their enemy." He nodded in agreement.

"I think I should wait it out downstairs." Jeff said. I got curious.

"Why?"

"If you guys get into a prolonged firefight, they will focus all their attention on you. When they do, I'll come around to flank them." It wasn't a bad idea.

"Alright. Go for it." He nodded and grabbed his gas blowback M4 and his helmet and started to head toward the house. The others have the same gun as Jeff because it was the only gas blowback guns that they had. They each wore navy blue pants and jacket. They each also had a black plate carrier. Everyone except Jeffery wore a black helmet with goggles and a black face mask. Jeffery wears black helmet with a noise cancelling headset, wraparound shades, and a black face mask (They kinda looked like SWAT units). Me? I had a custom made G36 gas blowback with a 3X sight. It was spray painted to a digital urban camouflage to match my uniform. My pants and jacket were also urban camouflaged and I had a helmet that covered my face. It had shaded lens for my eyes and I mounted a camera on it (The character basically looks like a Gensec SWAT unit from payday 2). Lucky for us the other team wore a more military outfit. Green digital camo for their pants, jacket, and plate carrier. They also had tan helmets with protective goggles and a green face mask. In other words, friendly fire isn't an issue.

We set up the 'bomb' in the master bedroom and took our positions. Jeffery went downstairs just as planned. Matt waited in the bathroom, Chris went to the children's bedroom, and Alex and I stayed in the master bedroom as the last line of defense. We heard the ref blow the whistle and we waited for the incoming attack. It didn't matter where you placed the 'bomb' the attacking team will know where it is when they start their attack. How they attack is up to them. I'm anticipating that they will try to split up into two groups. One takes the stairs while the second uses the ladder I used earlier to try and flank us. Boy was I wrong. The entire group went up the stairs. The first rooms they will pass are the kid's bedroom and the bathroom. It looked like they were going to check the rooms. I wanted to give them something else to think about. I poked my head around the corner and fired my gun down the hall. I caught one by surprise and he went down with a loud "HIT" being heard. His team quickly split up and went into the two rooms. I heard short bursts of gunfire and a couple hits. Looking down the hall I saw three enemy team members walking toward me. I inferred that they found Matt and Chris and gunned them down, but not without taking fire first. I fired more rounds down the hall, and they quickly returned fire forcing me into cover. I then saw a Thunder V (Mock Grenade) being thrown into the room. It was too far in the room for me to get hit, but Alex was within range and got hit. They closed on me more and more.

"Jeff come upstairs now!" I tried to whisper but not without a sense of urgency. I fired down the hall some more to try and slow them down but as soon as I peak they shoot at my position and force me into cover again. 'C'mon Jeff' I thought to myself. I saw the shadow of when about to enter the room and finish me.

*POP POP POP*

I heard gunfire and two people yell "HIT" as well as a thud. I took a peak and saw two bodies both were from the enemy team. The third was hiding in the closet in the hallway. I saw my chance and I threw a Thunder V right between the crack in the door.

*BOOM*

I looked and say the door open and when it did the last enemy player was sitting there. The ref blew the whistle signaling that the game was over. We had won.

"Alright!" I heard Alex say as he got up from behind the bed. The rest of the team met up in the bedroom.

"We won!" I heard Matt say with excitement. Our celebration was cut short however as the leader of the enemy team came up to talk to us.

"Well done guys, we've never had such a hard time in a match before. It honestly feels nice to have a challenge, but you know there can only be one winner."

"Oh yeah, and I intend for it to be us." I heard a lot of yups from my teammates telling me that they will back me up.

"Well shall we see who gets home field advantage." He said with a smirk.

"Let's" the ref came and flipped a coin to see which team gets to choose what they want to do. I chose heads and the enemy team chose tails. After a few bounces on the ground the coin lands on heads.

"What do you want to do?" the ref asked the enemy team. The leader grinned and said.

"Defend." I was afraid of that.

"You have five minutes to get your gear together and come up with a plan." We all nodded and went our separate ways.

"What's the plan?" Jeff asked right off the bat. Everyone was checking their guns and magazines.

"It depends where they place the bomb." As soon as I said that the ref came over and told us what we needed to hear for our plan.

"The bomb is on the first floor in the living room." I got confused, why in the world would the team use the same tactic as before?

"They're trying to bait us into the same battle we had in the first round." Matt inquired.

"So that's their plan." I pondered to myself for a little, trying to think about how to outsmart them. I came up with a risky idea. "OK, here's what we will do." Everyone leaned in close to hear what I had to say. "We will split up into teams. Matt and Chris will be team one and they will breach the front door. Jeff and Alex will be team two and breach the back door."

"What about you?" Jeff asked.

"I'll go solo through the second floor. I'll attack from the top of the stairs." They nodded in agreement. "We will coordinate our breeches and hopefully nothing out of the ordinary will happen. I want to beat these guys without losing a single man OK?" They all agreed. "All right let's do this." With that they got their gear together and got ready for the round to start. The whistle blew and the round began. Team one and two went to the front and back doors while I headed up the ladder to the second floor. They held up at the doors to wait for me to get into position. "Alright guys breach now." With that they popped open the doors and the enemy's found themselves completely surrounded. For the next 20 seconds all I could hear was gunfire. When it was over I looked and saw four enemy players on the ground while my team came inside to secure the first floor.

"I'll go place the defuser." Jeff said.

"All right everyone else cover him. I'll watch up here." Everyone followed Jeff into the living room and I heard the defuser being placed along with a scuffle. I turned to see the last enemy player charging at me with his knife. Instinctively I brought my gun up and shot him in the chest. He dropped to the ground and called his hit. We won the match. The ref blew the whistle to end the match.

"Let's go!" Jeff said with enthusiasm. The team gathered in the living room and the enemy team met us there as well.

"Nice work. You saw through our plan to trick you and countered with a gutsy play, but it worked." We just smiled at him. "Good luck in the rest of your matches. I hope we meet again and next time we do we will win." He smiled and walked off with his team.

After a short celebration we all got our rides home. When I got home my Mom called me to the living room.

"How did you do?" she asked.

"We won, you should've seen it. We made some smart plays." She looked proud for a second and then got a sad look on her face. "What's wrong?" I asked. She didn't answer me. She just turned the TV on and signaled me to watch. The news crew was covering a story about the new 'sport' in our country. Lately America has gotten more and more crime riddled. Murders and thefts were at an all-time high. Of course instead of taking action America blamed it on lack of entertainment for the people. So as a solution a group wanted to make a new 'sport' that would be about survival. The War Trials. Not the best name but it's supposed to have a lot of realistic warfare without the risk of actually dying. It says they came up with suits that simulate pain to your body when you're shot with a simubullet. A bullet that is shaped like a real bullet and behaves like a real bullet but it explodes with a paint mark left behind. The suit simulates the pain that would be caused if it were a real bullet to the point of simulating death. It wasn't foolproof though. They won't allow grenades but they will allow certain explosives to be used that can still kill you, not to mention the vehicles and natural causes that can also kill you. I know what you're thinking, 'they can't start a sport like that without some special permission.' And you would be right, which is why the government just gave their approval for it.

"They will be taking kids 13-18 to participate."

"And you're scared that I will be picked to participate." She nodded. I understand it. Who would want their kid to be forced into a battle for the entertainment of others?

"They will take a boy and a girl from each state to participate. The drawing starts in two days." Today is Saturday so they are probably going to wait until all the kids are in school to do the drawing.

"The odds of me getting picked for this are extremely slim. Don't worry I can almost guarantee that I won't be picked." She seemed to be satisfied with what I said, and gave me a kiss before she went to her room to turn in for the night. I went to take a quick shower and go to bed. I couldn't sleep, I wasn't scared so much for me getting picked, but what if one of my cousins are picked. I don't want them to go through this. If they died I wouldn't be able to bear it. I sat on that thought for a while and found myself drifting off to sleep.

Wow that was longer than I intended it to be but anyway I hope you enjoyed the chapter. If you did please review it so I can improve on what I started. Until next time this is ragmanthemadmansigning off.