District Zero
This story is based on the tributes of the 48th Hunger Games forum Scream and Die!
Story written by: Silent Wolf Singer, W.E.B.P, XXbuttonsXX, Morbid4everFlaming, burningeyes-star, Violet Teardrops, and more.
It has been lead to believe that the tributes that die in the hunger games are sent back to their districts, but that's only what the Capitol has told us. And we believed them. The tributes are brought back from the dead and sent to District Zero, formally known as Hawaii, to gather tropical plants and animals the other districts cannot support. This is to enlighten you of what happened to the dead tributes. This is the tributes second chance at life.
Chapter One: Revival
"In penance for their uprising, each district shall offer up a male and a female between the ages of 12 and 18 at a public "Reaping".
These tributes shall be delivered to the custody of the Capitol, and then transferred to a public arena, where they will fight to the death until a lone victor remains.
Henceforth and forevermore this pageant shall be known as "The Hunger Games"."
–expert from The Hunger Games
Little did the Districts known that the Capitol had the heart to revive the fallen. For not the entire twenty-three tribute parish in the arena. Death was never the end but a new beginning as the Gamemakers discover a way to make life. They resurrect the worthy or curable tributes from the grave and give a second chance of a new start. However, they must sacrifice the lives they once knew of their originated district and live in another. A district that was isolated from Panem that only few knew about. An island called District Zero.
District Zero was once the Topical paradise of Hawaii, now a sugar district. Resident s of rebel Avox's who run the sugar plantations, tropical fruits, and pearls. Although, after reconsideration of sparing the fallen tributes, it became a second chances paradise. In order for the fallen to live, they must sign a social contract. That the Capitol has adequate power and to secure the mutual protection and welfare, as long they provide sugar, fruit, jewelry, and inventions. The tributes agreed and run District Zero as a colony, supplying the Capitol in all the shares they possessed. Giving up their past lives in a new one in District Zero.
For Fourty-eight years has this agreement been obtain and kept. As every game, the twenty-three fallen tributes come to the island for a fresh start. Some go to school to finish an education. Others started working in merchandise or parts of higher ranking of plantation. They were as rich as the Capitol for they were a colony. No hunger, no Tessera, and no death. Careers became the law enforcment. District three, five, and six the source of technology. While the other districts follow their goals in business while controlling the plantations.
Another bright side to this contract was that their children shall not experience the pain they went through. The reaping was never require and no more blood be spilt. Though it was obligated to watch the Hunger Games, to prepare for the fallen arrival and comfort them the best way possible.
Though the 48th Hunger Games became a turn that the tributes were given powers to honor the Dark Days! All dying by the madness their ancestors created in a Dark Age village. Here are their stories; the tributes that were given the power to be recovering of the darkness they became to be.
Kristin Fields: District Nine Tribute of the 48th hunger games.
Death was only the beginning. It's a start for a new life as we discovered the people we care for, the people we love, and realize how special they are until death. Now what if given a second chance after entering the Hunger Games to find out that you don't actually die?
I died in order to save a life. I died to protect my friends, to protect my family, even if it means sacrificing myself to take the blow. Now I'm an angel watching over them with one of the fallen tributes. Sebastian and I made amends a while back and have the common goal. Protect our friends. Protect Carson, Cora, Emiliana, Perrie, and Daniel. It was crazy at first, screaming at them to say I was still here only to be ignore like a ghost. A forgotten figment back at Nine. But Sebastian came to me and brought me to heaven to introduce me to my parents.
Our reunion was nothing like I expected, for the four years we were separated from Famine. The four years of being alone and hoping to see them again. Life after death was one of the greatest things though it was full of sorrow. How I have to observe and protect my friends, unable to speak to them. Including comforting my boyfriend Daniel while he mourned my death.
Something wasn't right. I felt strange as I watched over my team sleep in the real world. I watched over them as a guardian angel since my untimely death a few days ago. Though I wasn't alone since Sebastian stood there watching over Emiliana. He was doing his job seriously in protecting her than ever before. The reason why was Emilia, Emiliana dark self. I met the sadistic creature and understood why this was serious. Though, I may not hold trust with Emiliana for the time being, I forgave her in the attempted to kill me over a cinnamon roll.
"So you just stand here and watch?" I asked standing next to Perrie. "That sounds like a stalker."
"That and enter dreams," Sebastian said.
"How come I can't enter?" I asked.
"Maybe your power doesn't do that." Sebastian suggested. "Why not try your force field."
Taking his suggestion, I created a small force field and draped it over Perrie. Her tensed cold body relaxed while the force field warm aura filled her system. I felt sad that I had to leave her alone in this game. But she knew I was never going to win and would try to bring a true victor home. A sigh escaped as I went over Daniel sleeping form and felt the same regret. I was in love with him and yet here I stand in heaven while he suffers in this hell.
"You'll get uses to it, Kris." Sebastian assured.
"I know, Crab." I breathed. "I just wish my death wouldn't upset them."
"Same here," he agreed. "Though you got a chance to see your parents. Why not visit them again, I got these rascals?"
"Thanks," I said and teleported back to heaven.
Heaven was not what we think when you die. It wasn't white fluffy clouds and golden gates while angels sing. It was our dreams and memories. An Angel controls their surroundings to a certain place and shares it with others. My parents were at the plains watching horse pacing wildly amongst the open fields. There was a depressing look on mother's face that I ran up to her.
"Mother, what's wrong?" I asked.
She hugged me that I could smell her scent. "Nothing Kristen, just a miracle will happen to you."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Kristen," My father started pulling me into a hug. "A second chance is given to you and we want you to take it. Know that we love you and will be watching over."
"I don't understand?" I asked.
"Have you seen any other tributes since you died?" Dad asked.
Now I realized something; only Kaya, Calla, and probably a few other tributes from previous games. But not the other fourty-seven game tributes. I look at my parents confused when I felt a sting in my neck. I grasped it to feel a cold liquid run through my system and freezing my body. I looked at my parents scared except they looked happy. Mother kissed my cheek while giving a hug along with dad.
"We love you." Was the last thing I heard before everything went back?
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An electrical shock went through my chest instantly I gasped in pain to see a murky white room. There was chattered everywhere while a rhythm of beeping mixed. A hand touched my chest, which I panic and try to get free from the many hands that try to restrain me. I screamed and lashed out, scratching and kicking, trying to use my force field to block them. Except it never came, the force field was gone. Panic filled me as I try to turn invisible but the hands still grabbed me. I don't feel the security I do when invisible; I don't feel the safety of my powers. Then it hit me, my powers were gone.
"Kristen, Kristen, calm down, you are at the Gamemakers hospital." A deep voice said.
I stopped fighting against the hands to realize it was a team of nurses. Although my vision was hazy and images seemed vague, the scent of medicine and blood filled the air. The nurses pushed me down and strapped restraints over my chest, hands, and legs followed by a blanket. A sigh of relief was heard and I looked at the source, assuming it was the doctor.
"Time of revival, 9: 12pm."
Revival? How can this be? I was supposed to be dead. I was supposed to physically be in a coffin while spiritually guarding my friends. I can't be alive again? I tried to ask but my throat was constraint.
"Relax, it's Kristen, right?" A feminine voice asked.
I nodded looking at the blurry blue nurse. She held up a syringe and I began to panic for needle were a phobia of mine. The nurse stopped and petted my head.
"It's alright; it's only a serum to keep your body alive. We had to drain your body to remove the poison from your circulatory system and your powers."
"You are normal again." The doctor assured. "No more pain. But we need to continue the surgery."
The nurse puts oxygen masked over me and inserted an IV needle into my arms. "We are going to put you under. When you wake, you'll be fully better. All will be explained."
"Start the anesthesia," The doctor ordered.
A medical scent hovered over my nose as I breathed into it. My body started to feel numb while mind hazy from the drugs. Incoherent thoughts consumed me as I try to remember what happen the past few days of my death. All I could recall was a sharp pain in my shoulder, Perrie crying, and darkness. Everything else went blank.