The last day of the 5th Hunger Games had gone very slowly. I, Chiron Porter, thought I would win. But then I fell in love with someone other than my girlfriend at home. She died as soon as I had the chance to ally myself with her. My allies have fallen, and so have my enemies. But what happens when you fall in the final 2 with a former ally. You are practically screwed. That is what is happening to me now. Star, from district 11 was the tribute partner of Ornie, who was a part of my original alliance. My original alliance is dead. Then my second alliance is all dead too except Star. I wonder what she is doing out there right now. Probably sharpening a knife, or practicing swordsmanship. We haven't attacked each other all day and the game makers know that we won't as long as we are eating well enough. Which, I don't know about Star, but I am. I have all the supplies the careers left behind in the cornucopia. I waited all day with my spear out for Star to attack me but she didn't. She is from district 11, she probably is very well at finding edible plants. So we both wait, to see what the gamemakers have planned for us. Will it be the moss that sucks you underground? The vines wrapping us from the trees? Or the penguin mutts that will tear us to bits? Then night hits from the most boring day at the arena. But I thought too soon.
The night had come and I had my regular dinner of some carrots and cold meatballs and watched the anthem play on the screen in the sky with no deaths. It had been almost a week in the Hunger Games. I have to admit, I didn't think I would make it this far but I hoped I did. Before, I did want to hunt down Star, but I changed my mind since I would be giving her an opportunity to steal my food once I am gone. I have no trouble sleeping because I have a hiding spot in the cornucopia and I would awake if I heard any climbing outside of the horn. So I slept the whole night without worry and woke up to myself alive. I had my breakfast which was a mouthful of bread with slices of cold ham on it. It might sound a little strange but it is great to take your mind off things when you're fighting for your life on live television. This day, is the last day of the Hunger Games. Once I sat down for sharpening my spear with a knife, elsewhere, there was Star doing something similar. The gamemakers know that we are not going to attack each other, so they do it.
I hear a rumbling sound and the ground starts shaking. It is as if it was an earthquake was starting in the arena. The rumbling sound is like thunder from a very far off storm. I am like the growling of a stomach when one is hunger. It gets so bad that I have to kneel down because I am starting to lose balance of myself. The rumbling sound gets louder and I grab a backpack full of food and my newly sharpened spear in case I have to make a run for it. My life flashes before my eyes when I just move out of the way of the cornucopia falling from the ground. The gold horn is laid sideways on the grass, unscratched. The supplies are falling from it when the ground starts to shake even harder. I fall over and see someone emerging from the forest. Star comes out, wide-eyed with a scared look on her face. She is panting and runs toward me. She obviously has been running from the direction of whatever the gamemakers did. I find her hand and start turning around to run the opposite way when I catch a glimpse out of the corner of my eye what we are up against. I am relieved it is not a mutt, but it is much worse. It is what is definitive of killing one of us. I start to run away from it. I now get a chance to describe as I run. The ground from one end of the arena is falling, yes, falling, to the other side of the arena. I fully get what the gamemakers are doing. They are caving the catacombs in. It is as if there is a cave under us. And it is caving it. The ground is falling. Trees are falling over around us. Roots are flying everywhere and cracks of the ground, in the shape of a lightning, are stalking us along with a following fall to our doom. Star and I keep running, dodging trees with their alive vines, and pot holes with motion sensors. The arena has become a dodge or die situation. I am panting very hard along with Star and we both know we can't keep running much longer. Then the final decision comes into place. I run into a vine that slaps me in the face (on purpose) and I fall to the ground feeling my face. It hurts terribly and I feel blood and swelling. From the impact of my fall and my grasp on Star's hand, she fell too but breaking the connection. Then it happens. The trees next to me fall and I feel the ground at my feet leave them dangling. I grab on the edge of the ground where the edge of the grass is. I realize the ground has stopped falling and I look to my right and left to see a long beach of grass and trees that end in an edge of grass which I am holding on too. Downward is a cliff. The whole fraction of the arena behind me is destroyed and is an empty, huge pit. Everything is silent because the gamemakers have caught someone in their giant stunt of dropping the arena on the catacombs. I look down to see an endless pile of metal, trees and other forest things. If I fell, it would mean certain death since it is a long way down.
I try to pull myself up but I fall. I am now going to die. But I am not falling, Star is holding my hand from falling into the pit of rubble. Her eyes are looking into mine and I know she has no intention of killing me. So I say:
"Drop me. Let me fall. It is over. You win, I was the weaker one. Let go!" I yell at her because the wind is get more excited and louder since it has new room to fly. She shakes her head, unable to speak because of tears. She looks up as if thinking and the starts pulling me up on the grass. I am pulled so hard that I roll a few times once I get on solid ground. I wipe my face with my hands and get ready for the gamemakers to start up the ground falling. But I turn around and look off to the edge and see no one where Star was. She was gone. The first thought to come to mind was she ran off into the forest but then something confirms my second thought. That something was a cannon fire. I don't dare look over the edge to see Star's body but she gave up her life for me and I am shaking because of it.
I sit down next to a tree. I hate it that the capitol got what they wanted. They got a good show. The final decision. Will the girl from district 11 drop the boy from district 6 or save him? The only thing that makes me happy is the thought of Alisa. But I drop her form my head and return to hate. I cannot help it, hate is too strong. I hope the hate goes away once I am home, but I feel that it will never go away. Then, finally, I plug my ears so I can't hear Claudius Templesmith's voice announcing the winner. And then I close my eyes, hoping that next time I open them it will be with my family and Alisa in front of them so they can hopefully bring me back to the sanity I was at before the 60th Hunger Games.
THE END. HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT!