Its been so long since I updates, sorry. I've been a bit busy, I went away for Easter and I guess the holidays have made me lazy. But finally here's Day 4 of the games. I'd love it if you guys submitted to my next SYOT, I've received 9 submissions so far.
Alyssa Turner- Bait
"Attention tributes" a voice says over the arena, waking me up from my sleep. "Today, four gifts have been distributed at random spots around the arena. Two of them contain items that will help you and two contain items that will harm you" the voice says before shutting off.
I stare at my allies, "Well, what are we going to do?" I ask.
"Lets just go for it" Regan says.
I glare at her, sometimes she is such an idiot, "If we just go for it then we might miss out on chances to attack other tributes" I say, "What if, when we find one, we guard it and kill any other tributes who come near it" I continue.
I can see Beau nodding, he sort of is the leader of our group, being the oldest and strongest. "Sounds like a plan, Alyssa" he says.
"Well, lets get going, we don't want all the presents being taken before we even get there" Jace says, standing up. We pack up our supplies and head off.
"What's that?" Caelan says, after we start walking. I peer at the direction he is pointing at and see a faint golden glow in the distance.
"It must be something to help us find the present!" I say excitedly.
We start jogging to get to the glow. As we get close I start to get excited, what could be in it? We finally reach the glow to see a small box lying in the middle of a clearing.
"Lets open it" Beau says, running over to the box.
In the forest, I think I can hear faint footsteps. I tense up, tightening my grip on my spear. Someone's coming.
Declan Maddox- The Gift
Tired, so tired. I'm dizzy, I think I'm going to collapse from exhaustion, I already did yesterday. I almost drag myself to the clearing where I can see a glow, a present. Maybe the present can help me, maybe its sleep medicine or something.
My vision seems to have gone blurry, I can barely make out five figures standing looking at something near the glow. My mind clears and I think No, that is my gift, my chance at survival. I slide out the shortsword hanging next to me, it was one of the only things I got from the bloodbath.
Attack. My mind tells me, Get to the glow. My vision clears and I can see the girl from 4 staring at me, a spear in her hand. I charge at her, waving my sword in the air. She looks at me, her eyes wide open in terror.
I slash at her with my sword, cutting her arm. She yelps in pain and backs away. I ready my sword again.
All the careers have noticed my now and are staring at me, their weapons drawn. I duck as a knife whizzes past my ear, barely grazing that.
"Is that all you can do" I say quietly, grinning. If I can just get to that box, I might make it out alive. "Your Careers!" I shout, still grinning.
The Careers are staring at me as if I've gone mad. But I haven't, I'm just desperate, desperate to get to that box and get sleep.
The boy from 1 steps forward, his sword drawn. We fight. He slashes and stabs with his sword, showing the techniques he must have learnt in training. I on the other hand just flail about, my mind doesn't seem to be controlling my arm anymore. And its scaring me.
The boy trips on something, the box. I stipe fighting and reach for it, I open it just as a spear flies towards me and hits me.
I double over, coughing up blood. Your dying Declan, your dying, my brain tells me. I lie down on the floor and smile, Sleep, I'll sleep, no need to worry about anything anymore.
And with that thought in my head I draw my last breath and sleep.
Dylan Prisco- Trust
Boom.
I hear a cannon, another tribute is dead.
"Who do you think died?" Harriet asks, running up beside me.
I shrug, "I don't know, but I don't think it really matters, it just means we have less competition" I say. It scares me that every cannon makes my spirits rise, another step close to going home. I shouldn't want to wish that more peope die.
I brush that thought aside, "Anyway, lets go find a gift" I say. I know it could be risky, some of the boxes are dangerous. But its a risk I'm willing to take.
We walk, my pack bouncing against my back, down a steep hill. I can see Harriet, walking a little far behind me just staring around a smile on her face.
"What are you so happy about?" I ask her, I wonder how anyone can smile during the games.
"I don't know, I'm just in a good mood, listening to the birds. There was never anything like this at home" she says. I know what she means, I've been enjoying the nature too. District 8 is basically just a big, dirty city.
A little while later I hear her say, "What's that?". I follow her gaze and see a red glow.
"I don't know, but it could be one of the presents" I say.
"Well, lets go find out" she says, breaking into a jog.
I watch her disappear into a big clump of trees and start running after her. We eventually reach the plain. A vast clump of dirt, in my opinion. I see a box underneath the red glow and follow Harriet to it.
I watch as she carefully opens the lid, suddenly I feel an overwhelming sense of danger. "Harriet stop!" I yell, but its too late.
Everything explodes and I am shot back. I double over, winded.
"Harriet!" I yell, hoping and praying she survived the bomb, I hadn't heard a cannon. "Harriet!" I yell again, quickly losing hope.
Suddenly I hear a small whimper and rush over through a cloud of dust. I cover my eyes to stop it getting in. I spot a small figure lying on the floor and rush over to her. She's alive.
"Are you okay?" I ask, crouching down beside her.
She moans, "Ow" she says. I grin, happy that she is conscious. I pick up her light body and carefully carry her out. When I place her down again I gasp, one side of her leg appears to be completely mauled. I didn't realise she had such bad injuries.
And now I'm wondering if she's really going to survive.
Caelan Spirits- Presents
We sit around the campfire, laughing and chatting. Well, Regan, Beau and Jace are. Alyssa sits staring off into the distance, not paying attention. And I sit away from the fire, sorting through my supplies. We opened the box and found a big meal pack, we ate a bit of it fro dinner but have decided to ration it.
I don't know why I'm distancing myself from them, I guess I'm ashamed that the boy from 11, Declan, managed to overpower me just by flailing his sword around. I probably would be dead if Jace hadn't saved me.
The boy was 15, two years younger than me, and he had never trained, unlike me who had trained my whole life. At the Training Centre I was never that good, I always envied the kids who were amazing. I thought my chance to prove myself might happen during the Games. That if I did die I wouldn't just be Caelan, another boy from 1. That people would remember me.
I know people will remember me, my parents and friends of course. But I wonder if they would grieve, probably not, in District 1 its an honour to die in the games. But maybe it wouldn't be an honour for me, considering I didn't volunteer.
My thoughts turn to Aine, I wonder how she is faring during these games. She had made allies with that girl we were considering letting join our alliance. Alexia from 7. I noticed her other ally had died in the bloodbath.
The anthem rings over the arena and I stand up to join the others at the fire. We stare up at the sky together, watching as Declan's face appears. I notice that we have gotten quite closer during the four days of the games. We've sort of become friends.
And I wonder if that's a good thing.
Jemima Button (District 8 mentor)
I watch the screen, it currently shows Dylan nursing Harriet's injuries. Its midnight but neither him or I have slept. I guess we're worried about Harriet.
I've mentored children for only nine years, a lot shorter than most mentors. But I seem to have gotten attached to these two tributes. They remind me of my family. My older brother is a lot like Dylan and my younger sister is, a lot like Harriet.
Dylan and Harriet act like brother and sister, Dylan looks after Harriet. I was very happy when they became allies. I knew they could protect each other. And I wondered if maybe I could bring home a victor.
District 8 has only had four victors. Woof who won the 26th games, Fallon who won the 49th games, Cecilia who won the 56th games and I, who won the 63rd games.
I turn around on the couch and see Lacie, the Avox that knew Dylan and Harriet, staring at the TV. She see's me look at her and quickly turns away to wipe down the table. She must be nervous about the games as well.
I think of my mentors, Fallon and Cecelia. Fallon was just as he is now, not very supportive and outspoken. But Cecelia helped me a lot, I know I probably couldn't have won the games without her help. I decide I want to be like Cecelia, and help my tributes win the games.
I know they can do it.
Damn, another tribute dead :(
Declan- This was probably one of the most interesting tributes I received and he was very fun to write about, especially during the games. I'm sorry you had to go :(
Heres the death list so far and who killed them:
24) Streamer- Beau
23) Sander- Caelan
22) Marie- Alexia
21) Davy- Jace
20) Sable- Alyssa
19) Lillian- Harriet
18) Kasi- Regan
17) Maia- Ray
16) Horne- Caelan
15) Declan- Jace
And here's the questions:
1. Favourite POV
2. Were you surprised by Declan's death?
3. Who's your favourite dead tribute?
4 who's your favourite tribute still alive?
Trivia: Which District was the first to rebel?