"Sit tight and enjoy." he grinned evilly whilst attaching my blistered hands and bloody wrists to a simple chair. The chain stabbed my palm and even reappeared by my knuckle. I yelled out in pain although no one would come to my aid. "Shut up." The peacekeeper spat on my dirty face and the saliva tumbled down my nose and onto my lip and I cried as I couldn't wipe it from my lip, his spit would surely go in my mouth. The crimson blood dribbled from my wrist and splattered onto the peacekeepers clean, shiny white boots. He slowly dropped his head to see the stain and kicked me right on the shin, salty tears rushed down to aid me but it was no comfort at all. A short needle was injected into my neck and I found I could not close my eyelids. What was happening now? He glared at me then left the room. A hologram digitalised and I was confused as to why I was about to watch television. Sound came at me form every angle and the Hunger Games anthem began to play, the sound was so loud it made my skin crawl and I saw the blood cells forming in my eye sockets.
"War, terrible war. Widows, orphans, a motherless child. This was the uprising that rocked our land. Thirteen districts rebelled against the country that fed them, loved them, protected them. Brother turned on brother until nothing remained. And then came the peace, hard fought, sorely won. The people rose up from the ashes and a new era was born. But freedom has a cost and the traitors were defeated. We swore as a nation we would never know this treason again. And so it was decreed, that each year, the various districts of Panem would offer up in tribute, one young man and woman, to fight to the death in a pageant of honor, courage and sacrifice. The lone victor bathed in riches, would serve as a reminder of our generosity and our forgiveness. This is how we remember our past. This is how we safeguard our future"
"No... NO!" I screamed at President Snow, raising a champagne flute and sipping it.
"Welcome to the 70th anual Hunger Games!" Ceaser roared whilst the Capitol millionaires went mad with excitement, screams of appreciation and love of the games.
"FINNICK, HELP ME!" I cried for him, in the hope he would save me "FINNICK!" I screamed one last time before the video switched straight to Tarsi.
He stood by me, holding onto my hand. His innocent face, terrorful. Candee began to scream in my face "YOU DID THIS TO ME, YOU LITTLE BITCH!..." She pushed me against the cornucopia and pointed to her cut eye with a dirty film over its pupil. "Can I have yours? I mean how does that old saying go? An eye for an eye hmm? Well it's not as if you will need it when you're dead." You could see the tears splashing from my face as Tarsi stared at Candee, blinded by fury. "that's enough, 2." Tarsi scowled at Candee "that's enough, 4" she mockingly replied to him "shut up you evil cow!" Tarsi looked, serious as hell. His hand slid away from mine and covered my eyes. This was the first time id ever actually seen what happend and my god I wish I hadn't. She drew her sword and flung it at Tarsi. He ducked then the sword hit Candee. He began to smile but then as the shimmering weapon cut Candee's skull in half, it rebounded as clean cut Tarsis head off.
i was vomiting and crying and screaming for help as the scene of horror was replayed fourteen times. Then the anthem played again and it was all over.