I've been looking forward to this drabble for a while now. A big shout out to SneverusSnapers for giving it to me. And remember, if you want to read a good Hunger Games fic, "Better Lost Than Dead" is my current one. 57th Hunger games! (Whoot! Go rational numbers! (No, I don't appreciate those 45635th HG novels)) So yes. Read and enjoy. And don't hesitate to comment. May the odds be ever in your favor! (Because they certainly aren't in these poor tribute's lives) ~Jazzy
Games: 10
Key Word: Mutts
POV: Blaze Rise, district 6
Mutts
"These games will have a twist," The president had said. "A dangerous one."
How right he was.
That was why I was running for my life through an otherwise pleasant hillside. I looked behind me. They were still there.
They looked like a wildcat but they had some dangerous changes. Claws that were like finely cut diamonds, and as deadly too. Their eyes were fitted with infrared and could see anything alive. I was scared. They were catching up, too.
I couldn't stay ahead of them much longer.
Where were the games going, now that they had introduced monsters?
