LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, BOYS AND GIRLS, TODAY IS THE DAY! 24 went into these games, 19 have perished, and only five remain! (Yes Europa22….. Anna's not dead) And at the end of this day, only one will be alive, and be called the Victor of the first annual Hunger Games! And two things…
1: This chapter has excessive language, and descriptive violence. You have been warned.
2: While reading this, listen to "Love the Way you Lie Part II" By Skylar Grey. When she says
"Even angels have their wicked scheme, and you take that to new extremes, but you'll always be my hero, even though you've lost your mind." Think of Annabeth, and Brooke :)
Ladies and Gentleman, presenting Day Twelve of the first Annual Hunger Games! And for your tribute, may the odds be ever in their favor! Now Let The Games Begin!
If I Die Young
Day Twelve
Nobody's POV (For Now…)
Brooke silently falls to her knees, the dart in her neck stunning her. She turns, and what she sees utterly stuns her.
"You're still alive?" Brooke growls.
"Never count me out District Four." The other girl growls. Brooke is stunned how healthy she suddenly looks. And she has at least 30 spears. Not to mention a crossbow behind her back, with about 25 arrows. All the wounds she had are gone on her skin, and she holds a dart gun in her hands. Brooke holds her trident close, and she holds in her true self, being terrified inside. But on the outside, she stands strong.
"Guess it's just us, and that little Coral girl." Brooke grins evilly. Suddenly, a figure jumps from the tree above the two tributes, landing on top of Anna. The figure grabs three of Anna's spears, and grabs one of Anna's knives, sticking it in her belt. She jumps off her, and looks up, flipping her black hair back. Annabeth.
"Miss me, bitches?" She questions. Suddenly, as if things couldn't get any weirder, Caroline and Coral jump from two different trees. Annabeth tosses them each a spear, and grins at Brooke.
"And you thought you would win? Psh, you can't win. For one, your only 13. Two, even if you do win, even the Capitol can't remove the poison swirling through your body." Brooke raises an eyebrow skeptically, and Annabeth just shakes her head. Then she turns to Anna.
"And you. You are the oldest survivor, you killed so many, and because of you, I witnessed things most 15 year old girls should never have to witness." Annabeth shakes her head.
"Well, looks like today is the last day for 4 of us." Caroline notes.
"We are all together, and after today, nobody will be the same. One person will be a Victor, a killer, etc, and the others, well, they may just see the other tributes. In heaven, in hell, or wherever the fuck you believe." Anna grumbles.
"Well, who wants to throw the first weapon?" Coral asks. Everyone looks around, and Annabeth groans. She throws her spear, and it is headed straight for Brooke's eye. But she ducks, and the spear wizzes right over her.
"Big mistake District Eleven." Brooke growls. She pulls it out of the tree, and throws it back, and it hits Annabeth's shoulder. She yelps, but pulls it right out, snapping the handle like a twig. She holds both pieces before climbing into the tree. Caroline knows her trick.
"She's going to drop it onto someone's skull. Like I did to the boy from District One or something." Caroline states. Anna pulls out her Crossbow, and fills it with an arrow. And in one simple shot, she aims, and fires. An apple falls, and hits the ground with a thump.
"Shit." Anna mumbles under her breath before reloading. She shoots again, and the leaves shake, a bloody shoe falling to the ground. Caroline bends down to look, and suddenly, a liquid drips down her forehead. She looks up, and sees Annabeth, her foot bleeding heavy. Caroline screams, and Anna shoots at the area, But this time, the apple falls, hitting Caroline in the head. The arrow scrapes her head, causing crimson blood to drip down into her brown hair. Coral looks at the other in panic, and suddenly, she hears a thump behind her. She turns around slowly, and instantly feels a sharp pain enter her stomach. She looks through her hazy eyes, and she notices one person, now covered in her blood, spurring out of the wound. Annabeth.
"Sorry Coral. But you gotta do what you gotta do." Annabeth mumbles as Corals tiny figure falls. Annabeth looks at Caroline, and she is still looking somewhere else. So Annabeth runs up, smacking over the back of the head with the spear's back. Caroline's eyes widen, and she falls. But Annabeth grumbles, not hearing a snap of her neck. Most likely, she is still alive. So Annabeth holds the other half of the spear, and holds it above Caroline. Just before she brings her arm down, a string thumps, and a point enters Annabeth's side. Blood instantly spews out, and Annabeth pulls it out instantly, throwing the arrow into a tree. She pulls off part of her sleeve to cover the wound, and she looks up, glaring at Anna.
"You're gonna regret that." She growls. The 5 tributes stand around each other, none trying to run across, only around. Anna grabs a spear and quickly throws it at Annabeth, and Brooke throws her only weapon. Her trident.
Annabeth looks at both of them, and laughs. She ducks from the weapons, and pulls them from the trees. She throws both weapons, the spear hitting Brooke in the thigh, and the trident hitting Anna's backpack – holding her other arrows, her toxic darts, her food and water, and her knives – and the trident sends them into the water.
"No! You little bitch!" Anna growls before grabbing another spear. Caroline begins to awaken, and Annabeth instantly knocks her out again.
"They are too weak for these games." Annabeth shakes her head. "It's a sad thing, but it's true. Only the lucky can be ready for these." Instantly, Anna shoots her last arrow, right at the same moment Annabeth throws her short spear. The spear hits Anna's arm, and her aim goes towards the trees straight above. An apple is hit, and it rolls through the tree, landing in the middle of the girls. And that is when the mine goes off.
Annabeth's thoughts are most likely the same as the others.
"As I am thrown back, hitting the tree behind be, the world goes black. A single cannon goes off, signifying either Brooke or Coral are dead. As I seep into darkness, another cannon fires. And another. The capitol is shooting off our cannons, even without our tracker chips. My body is numb, my eyes unable to open, my body unable to move. The last thing I hear is the cannon. Is it mine? I might never know. Because their may not be a winner of the first annual Hunger Games.
THE GAMES ARE OVER! And you all are left hanging! Now, I will show you all the votes, and my friends vote also, because they read without FF accounts. So, here it is!
Anna: ||
Brooke: ||
Coral: ||
Caroline: ||
Annabeth: ||
A complete tie! So, there may not be a winner! Or maybe there will…. You now have to wait a week! Maybe more… I'm going on vacation. Lol