This isn't a death during the Hunger Games, but it happens just before it. I felt that I had to add the second part.
Rigg Wired (Age 15) male – District 3
The despair of the moment crushed onto my small, frail shoulders. I got up from my bed in the training center and walked the short distance down the hall to the elevator. Each step I felt my organs sinking lower and lower to the floor. After three days of training, it was clear I was not adroit with anything. From survival and weaponry, I was an epic fail. And my training score proved it.
It is not really a surprise; I was born with a crippled leg. My other appendages weren't in the best shape either. It was unfair to put me in the arena. I wouldn't even make it far from the Cornucopia before someone killed me. They gave me the score of 2; the worst of the Games yet. It was that little detail that finalized the depression that was already hovering above me. I felt it unnecessary to even lift my eyes open to the fullest. So I pressed the button on the elevator labeled 'R' with half closed slits.
I had never been to the roof, but I had heard people talking of it. I decided that if I was incapable of sleeping I might as well have some fresh air. Perhaps that might take off my depression. Once I stepped off of the elevator, it came clear that no such thing would happen. My depression stayed, if it did not worsen.
I took heavy steps to the railing. It seemed unfair that the other teenagers entering the arena would probably give me a death worse than I deserved. They wouldn't make it quick in painless. They would elongate it; they would make sure that I suffered until the end. I wish almost now that I could at least have the freedom to choose my own death.
Then the idea occurs to me, and the slightest bit of hope returns. I look over the edge of the railing and I see the thirteen story drop to the bottom. I see the cars, the people, and the hard cement that would surly mean my death if I was to 'accidently' fall.
A smile reaches my mouth as I barely manage to climb on top of the rails. I look to the sky for what I guess to be the last time. All of the stars are present, and the moon is full, like they want to wish me into their realm. I take a breath and shove my small body off of the guarding. I was still smiling, because I was free to choose my death.
It was like flying. The air rushed by, but not in a way that made it scary. It seemed to take forever, as if the ground would never reach. In that time I couldn't help but think; what if? What if I had gone into the arena and faced the others? Would I have stood a chance?
Before the answers come to me, I reach the ground. The earth shattering impact must be enough to break every bone in my body. But I feel none of it once one of my broken ribs impales my heart.
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"What shall we do?" I ask hesitantly to the Head Gamemaker, Vorcious Titan. The broken body of the boy lied in front of us. Vorcious seemed to consider the matter for a while; his face was scrunched in displeasure. I knew that he probably wanted to take three more tributes from District 3 as a punishment.
"We shall place his dead and broken body into the arena for all to see. He will rise up on the platform for the others. As a reminder that nobody is free from our punishment, no matter the condition." I nod to the proposition and start forward to call an Avox to move the body.
"One more thing," says Vorcious suddenly. "I want a forcefield placed around that roof to prevent this from happening again."
"Of course, Vorcious." I say, and then I turn back. I glance at the boy once more, and I notice that he is smiling. I look quizzically at him, or his body, I should say, and then turn away just as soon.
"What are you doing, Seneca?" I turn up to Vorcious.
"What? Oh, I'm going to call for an Avox, to carry the body." I say.
"Carry it yourself." He says, and then he turns away. My nose scrunches in distaste. I always figured that Vorcious didn't like me because I'm the youngest and newest. But the other Gamemakers have told me it's because I'm spineless.
Ok! Hope that you enjoyed reading. Thanks to CapitolPress and Lunapadma (once again) for reviewing! Please review! I like reading reviews ^^ Oh yeah, for those of you who don't know, their making a Hunger Games movie. Also for those of you who do not know, even though it is near impossible, I want to play Katniss. No, I don't have professional acting experience, but I'm really good at acting. Anyways, so I hope you enjoyed reading, I say once again! Review! :D