Once upon a time, the main characters from Hunger Games were out trying to survive in the vast African wilderness where the games took place. They had run out of canned good, and were stuggling to kill anything out there in the dense jungles of South Africa. "Now I know why they call it the hunger games!" Katniss mused. "I'm starving!"

"You and me both," Peeta agreed. "If we don't kill something soon, we're gonna die. And to think I almost had that lion."

"But it was so cute! I could never let you kill it!" Katniss argued. Being a woman she was unable to overcome her emotional attachment to the lion cub they had trapped a week prior, or look at the entire situation with any rationality at all.

"It's kill or be killed out here, Katniss! If that's what it takes to survive out here, we should do it!" He sighed, and tried to breathe deeply to control his rage, but he'd been running on empty for too long now. When his stomach growled again, he lost control.

"That's it!" He screamed. "I don't care what, I've just gotta eat something!" Then he shot his gaze at Katniss and her head turned into a thanksgiving turkey in his mind.

"Peeta, what are you thinking?" If she were a man, Katniss may have been able to realize what Peeta was planning, but as a woman, she lacked the rational thought processes to even have a chance until it was too late. Peeta picked up a stone and clutched it while Katniss was just absently gazing.

With one final growl of his stomach, Peeta flew into a rage. With the rock tightly in hand, he fiercely let it fly using more power than skill. Though the stone had only grazed her head, it still did massive damage, tearing skin away, and leaving her bleeding.

By now, Katniss had connected the dots and was getting ready for a fight, to the death if it came to that. Still, despite the fact that she was more cunning, resourceful, athletic and a more skilled fighter, she was still only a woman, and couldn't hope to compete with Peeta's natural male strength. Peeta let loose a brutal punch, and though Katniss tried to block, it struck her face with tremendous power. Katniss was down for the count, but Peeta wasn't through yet. Katniss had fallen face first and Peeta took his opportunity, and grabbed her by the ankle or something. Honestly, I really don't care anymore. I guess I might as well finish it now, though.

So, yeah, Peeta had Katniss by the ankle and started swinging her in circles. Katniss screamed but that made Peeta happy. Finally, he swung her so hard into a tree that her head came off.

Then Peeta built a fire and cooked Katniss. "Yum yum." Said Peeta.

Now that Peeta wasn't hungry any longer, he proceeded to win the hunger games 5times, and then married and had 3 children with Katniss's bedridden sister.

The End

So, about 6 months back, I got into this phase of writing all these intentionally bad stories for the hell of it. This is probably the worst offender, as I never even saw the Hunger Games movie or read the book(s?) and just wrote this while the movie was still a big deal. Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, I was also way too lazy to upload any of these old stories until now. My internet went out, and I kinda realized how much time it takes up, because without it, I've found time to go through my entire backlog of stories and type 'em out.