TEAM GOLD MAGIC

Seto's steps echoed on the gravel path he found, his hands furiously rubbing his eyes. Tears were streaming down his cheeks and he was still holding onto a fire charge. He pocketed it, sniffling, and took a look around.

The gravel path he followed ended a few meters ahead, where a small mushroom biome stood, encircling a little lake. There was also a small building made out of cracked and unstable stone bricks.

Seto walked over to it, taking a peek inside through the missing wall. It was really small, maybe three times four meters. There was a lone redstone torch on the opposite wall and the structure was flooded. The water was dark and murky, rendering it impossible to see the bottom. A chicken was swimming in the water, uselessly flapping its wings and trying its hardest to get out. Seto leaned down, picking the animal up and setting it outside, where it happily started running around.

He sighed, quickly looking around. He momentarily almost forgot; there could be danger around any corner. And it wasn't just his friends. The whole map was riddled with traps.

He crossed the little patch of Mycelium, continuing on through the forest. He looked all around for chests, but had no luck in finding any. The forest opened up in a small clearing, a building covered in moss standing in the middle. The walls were cracked and cobwebs littered the inside, along with light emmitting from the torches.

A door was visible, with a pressure plate set in front of it. Seto looked around again, making sure there was no one in sight before he placed a foot tentatively onto the stone plate. The iron door opened with a soft sound, uncovering a hallway of bookcases.

Everywhere the young mage looked, there were books. The path split into three, rounding the corners where he couldn't see from his spot.

He just found a library labyrinth.

TEAM SPACE

Jason, clutching a bow in his left hand and a wooden sword in his right one, ran blindly through the forest, looking over his shoulder every other second. His footsteps changed sound, making him look down to see a gravel path starting in the middle of nowhere.

From his spot, he could clearly see Seto kneeling by a small stone building that looked like it could collapse at any given moment. The mage stood up, making Jason hide behind one of the trees. He crouched, watching as the hooded brunet put down a chicken.

Confused, the space loving boy hid his head when Seto looked around and took off through the small mushroom biome. Sighing in relief, Jason stood up, giving the chicken a wary look before heading the opposite way.

Something brushed against his foot and he jumped away, an arrow ready in less than a second. He calmed down, though, when he noticed a small pink pig looking up at him.

"Jeffrey!" Jason exclaimed, dropping the bow's string and kneeling down to pet the pig's head. He chuckled, "I told them I don't need a partner. We're gonna be okay, right?"

Jeffrey oinked, following close behind the boy as he ventured down the gravel path. The path, however, ended after a little while. In the middle of nowhere. There was a small hole in the ground, just enough for Jason to fit through. It was cobwebbed, but it only took a few swipes with the sword to clean it.

Jason looked down, spotting a chest. Carefully, so he wouldn't slip, he climbed into the tight hallway. There was a door on the opposite side of the chest, with a pressure plate so he could get out. He sighed in relief; it would take a lot of effort to climb the sandstone. He opened the chest, pulling out an iron chestplate with a grunt and a pair of fish.

Now, secluded, he had time to put all of the armor on.

TEAM TRIPLE LAUGH

Bodil grasped Double's hand, pulling him away from his chest hastily. He yanked him away from the circle, pulling him in a random direction through the forest.

"Bodil?" Double caught up, yanking his arm out of Bodil's hold.

Bodil mumbled, "You want to end up on Mitch's sword next?"

Double frowned, looking behind himself. "Do you have any plan?" he asked, gripping his stone sword tightly.

"I don't," Bodil chuckled.

"Bodil! This isn't the time for you laughing!"

The duo finally somehow stopped fighting, taking a look at their surroundings. They were standing under a stone bridge, one that looked really battered and ready to crumble.

"What if there's a chest up there?" Double said, speeding up the small hill next to the structure. A gravel path went through the forest there, splitting between the bridge and a small wooden house. Curious as ever, Double entered the house and walked down the three steps to the back of it. The back wall was made out of glass alone, and a chest sat on the right side. The view was absolutely stunning, a beautiful scenery with a river. He didn't have time to admire it, though.

Double opened the chest, reaching inside for the potion, labeled Potion of Strength, and a few sticks. He went to the bridge and, as he foretold, there was a chest sitting right in the middle. He picked up another bottle of Strength potion and ran back down to Bodil, not trusting the stone bricks of the bridge to hold.

He chucked one of the bottles to Bodil, pocketing the other one. "There was a house. Nothing more, though," he mumbled, walking under the bridge with a very wary look.

Bodil nodded, following right after storing away his potion. There was a river on the other side, the same one Double didn't stop to look at.

"Left or right?" Bodil asked, looking around.

The river seemed to end on the left side whereas continuing on the right hand side.

"The left seems better," Double concluded, heading in the said direction. Bodil followed, casting glances over his shoulder from time to time. One could never be too careful, could one?

Bodil brushed away a few branches from their way, frowning at the birch tree. He could spot a small puddle of water sitting in the grass and a waterfall on the right hand side mountain. Something was off there, he thought.

He came closer, sticking his hand in the stream of water. It was pleasantly cool, but what really sparked his curiosity was the fact that his hand didn't hit the stone as expected.

"Hey Triple!" he called, "There's something behind this!"

"Stop callin-" Double stomped over to the Bulgarian and stuck his hand into the water.

Not wasting any more time, Bodil jumped right through the steady stream. Double followed with a roll of his eyes.

The two found themselves in a small stone room, with lava pouring on all three walls unoccupied by water. There were iron bars to prevent it from getting inside, but the air was still a little too hot for either of them. A button resided on the back wall, underneath a dispenser cleverly put behind the bars to prevent anyone from getting to it too easily.

Bodil flung himself forward, a hand reaching out to press the button, but he was stopped by Double, who grabbed his wrist swiftly.

"Wait, we don't know what's in the dispenser."

"Only one way to find out," Bodil said, pressing the button.

A green egg flew out of the contraption, hitting the ground. The duo's eyes widened as a zombie materialized before their eyes, Double slashing at it with his sword. The beast died in a few swift swings, falling to the ground with a last grunt.

"What did I tell you?!" Double crossed his arms over his chest, staring at Bodil.

"There has to be something about it, though!" Bodil's map-making senses were kicking in. The whole room was hidden, and he wouldn't have been able to find it without that strange feeling. "How many different things can you stick into a dispenser?" he asked, fingers hovering over the button.

"Nine stacks of anything," Double responded, tapping his foot and biting his lip.

"There has to be something good in here," Bodil said, pushing the button again and gripping his own sword tightly.

TEAM AMPHIBIAN CAKES

Ian and Quentin were walking alongside a river a long while now, finding nothing worth it. Sighing, Ian kept looking around, trying his hardest to stay as far from the murky water as possible. He couldn't even see the bottom of it.

He spotted a gravel path not too far away, tugging on Quentin's arm. "Hey, I found a road!"

It turned out that the road was, in fact, only a few meters long and led to a small building that could only be described as a ruin of a minecart station. A lone chest minecart sat on a redstone track behind the glass panes lining the inside. The track itself ended on the stone floor, the rest seemingly gone forever. There was a button on the wall, connected to the track.

"What do you think is inside of it?" Ian asked, pressing the button. The cart slid down the track with a metallic squeak, stopping right in front of them. He opened it, his eyes widening in surprise.

"Dood, there's eight diamonds in there!" Ian exclaimed, taking the shiny crystals out of the chest.

"Something's not right!"

The ground under their feet shook and Quentin grasped Ian's hand in a tight grip, pulling them both from the brick platform back to the forest. A deafening explosion resounded throughout the area, scaring away anything in its radius. A pressure wave swept Quentin and Ian off their feet, bringing along intense heat.

They rounded the now even more unstable looking stone floor, looking down from the edge of the crater now present left of the station. It was at least ten meters deep and very uneven.

"Do you have the diamonds?" Quentin asked, looking around for the minecart chest. It was lodged into a nearby tree, the wooden chest in flames and deformed heavily. The remnants of the TNT explosion were scattered all over the ground, lifting a heavy burnt smell.

"Yeah, dood," Ian mumbled, pocketing the bluish gems.

"Good, we need to get out of here. Now."

TEAM BACCA CANADIAN

Mitch stopped in front of a small, battered wooden house, opening the door and slipping in. he rummaged through the chest sitting by the right wall, pulling out more enderpears and a chain chestplate.

His breathing was labored and he curled up in a small ball in the far back, next to a glowstone lamp on the wooden bench. He was shivering and wrapped his arms around himself. It didn't help through.

Jerome quietly entered the house, walking over to Mitch and sitting next to him. He wound one of his arms around the boy's shoulders, pulling him closer.

"Are you okay?" he asked gently, prying the stone sword out of Mitch's grasp.

"No," Mitch whimpered, "No, I'm not. I just killed one of my friends!"

TEAM BUDDER HEADPHONES

Sky and Ty ran up the hill, narrowly missing crashing into Double, who ran into the wooden house just up ahead. With a nod at each other, they went past the house, down the hill and crossed between two rivers that weren't quite touching.

Another small structure, not really a house, stood by the shore, its roof fenced off. They easily jumped onto the roof from the hill, entering through a staircase. The inside was empty, spare for a small lone tree sitting in a pot. There was a chest behind it, and both males took a second to calm down and sit on the floor. It wasn't comfortable, per se, but it was the best they had.

"Here, I have some budder pants for you," Ty said with a small smile, handing over the armor piece. They ended up both having a chain chestplate, Ty keeping a chain helmet in the place of Sky's pants.

The sun was starting to set, bathing the whole area in pinkish hues. Tired, emotionally and physically, the duo agreed to take a small nap, huddling themselves under the stairs.

And so, the first day of Hunger games ended. With one loss already, Seth sighed.

This was already getting out of the hand. Why did he even agree to this in the first place?