Note: Kenzie and company have an anime costume and a blueberry cheesecake (sponsors that I couldn't slip into the POV)
Avena Ceres (15) D9F
"What do you want with me?" I asked the Capitolite that was escorting me. My hands were high above my head, and I could feel the blood draining out of them. I could hardly even ask the question, because as soon as I made noise the Capitolite twitched and readjusted her gun to make it point toward me slightly differently. I didn't see the gain, but she obviously did.
"Wouldn't you love to know? Just keep moving."
"Can I know where we're headed?" I doubted that the Capitolite would tell me, but I had to try.
"No. No, you cannot. We'll get there soon enough." That was the answer I expected. I wanted to keep trying, but I also didn't want to annoy someone who had a gun pointed at my head. Just how nervous the Capitolite seemed did nothing to help, because I knew a simple twitch could end me.
I didn't know how far we walked. I knew how long we walked. One hour and three minutes passed while I had a gun pointed my head, according to a big clock on one of the taller buildings. I tried to decide where we were going while we walked. We weren't heading toward the tallest building. We weren't heading toward the shortest, to the best of my knowledge. I noticed a particularly large, well-guarded building and assumed that was where we were going.
"Here you go! One tribute for check in," the Capitolite said, shoving me into the lot in front of the mansion with the barrel of her gun. I shuddered. Being "checked in" didn't sound like a good thing, especially so near to what I had to assume was the president's mansion.
"Here, kitty kitty! Come out to play!" a voice called. I tried to see who it was, and someone slowly emerged from the shadows. She wasn't much taller than I was, and she had skin as white as a sheet. Her hair was bright pink, which was stunning against the rest of her pale, slim figure. "We're going to have so much fun with my swords!"
I turned to run. Oh no. I don't have time for this crud I can't handle this right now. Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I turned to meet my fate. The person, who I assumed to be a Hunter, raised her sword at me, and I ducked. I wasn't going to win against a trained Capitolite, but I had to try.
"You're going to have fun on my sword! Tee-hee-hee! Faye's gonna get you!"
"I friggin doubt it, witch!" I lunged to the side before Faye had time to swing her sword down at my head. I lost my footing, and I saw her sword coming straight at me.
Lumen Hal (17) D3M
Finally. Hunters were such a nuisance. I valued their jobs in getting rid of other tributes, but I definitely didn't want one getting rid of me. I figured the lady I was lurking near was a Hunter, because I saw her talking with and getting weapons from the president herself. That meant I needed to get rid of her, and as soon as possible. As soon as possible ended up being over an hour, but finally, Faye was distracted.
Raising your sword over a weak tribute was a pretty good distraction. Faye was taking her time with her prey, who I thought was the Nine girl, cutting her up and giggling a lot more before bothering to go for a killing blow. It disgusted me how much fun Faye seemed to be having, watching Avena slowly start struggling less and less. I appreciated that time. It allowed me to slowly sneak up to her, getting closer and closer until I could easily attack her.
"She's right!" I yelled, giving Faye a chance to turn toward me. In her turn, Faye dropped her sword a bit, and I slammed the rock I had grabbed over an hour ago into her head. Faye took a step back and I lunged toward her, smashing her face in with the rock again and again. Once, when Faye tried to take a step back, she fell to the ground, and I noticed the girl's arms wrapped around her legs. I smiled at the girl and dropped down onto Faye, carefully pinning her arms to avoid her sword, and smashed the rock into her over and over until her face was unrecognizable.
"Thank you! I'm Avena," the girl said, slowly standing up. I bent down beside Faye and picked up the fallen Hunter's sword. I noticed some people milling around me. I was probably going to get in trouble for killing a Capitolite. I remembered hearing somewhere that we totally weren't supposed to do that, but I hoped I would be pardoned. It was reasonable to kill a murderer.
"Oh, don't thank me! You helped me get rid of some competition. So did she, though." I jabbed the sword at Avena, thinking of a line I had heard in a movie forever ago. It's just business. It's nothing personal.
Nixena Potena (Capitolite Citizen of No Importance)
I stared intently at Marcelene. She was so lucky to get to host this show. I was so lucky to have a ticket to watch it. Hundreds, maybe thousands, of other Capitolites were sitting around the stage, watching with excitement while Marcelene narrated everything going on in the Capitol around us. We could have been watching from in town, but that was dangerous. We just watched a tribute kill a Hunter, which wasn't supposed to happen, and which definitely wasn't safe. Really, my motivation for being there was the potential prizes that were mentioned on the ticket, and my hopes for meeting Marcelene.
"Now, here's the part you've all been waiting for! You've seen how two of the remaining three Hunters work. It's time for one of you to guess who's going to rough things up next! Raise your hands and you voices and we'll pick someone from the crowd!" I raised my hands and screeched like a banshee, like all of the Capitolites. Marcelene looked around for a second, then pointed. "You, in the third row, with the bright purple hair! Tinted blue skin! Come on down!"
Oh my gosh she's talking about me. I walked down to the stage, practically shaking with excitement. Marcelene hugged me then led me to a chair, and I sat down, still shaking. "I can't believe I get to meet you! This is so exciting," I said.
"It's exciting for me, too! What's your name, you lovely lady?" Marcelene asked me, smiling almost as largely as I was.
"I'm Nixena Potena! And you're Marcelene Chaplin."
"That is correct! So, would you like to know what's on the line?"
"Of course I would!" I didn't really care about the prize anymore. I was on the stage with Marcelene Chaplin.
"You can win a copy of every Hunger Games so far, as well as a copy of the next five! All you have to do is correctly guess who will make the next kill. Who do you think?"
"I can vote for anyone I want, right?"
"Anyone you want!"
"I think it'll be Wolf Krieg," I said, grinning from ear to ear. He seemed strong.
"Ma'am, you're supposed to guess a Hunter. Which Hunter will make the next kill?"
"You said I could vote for anyone I want, and I want Wolf Krieg."
"All right! Let's find out if Wolf Krieg will make the next kill," Marcelene said, after looking at someone off-stage to make sure that was acceptable. Anyone I want.
I think it was a "thing" in the Running Man that you could bring the Runners to a certain place/get a Hunter (stalker?) to them and get some form of prize. So here we go.
17th (? Send help) Place: Avena Ceres - Mauled by Faye but finished by Lumen
Ah, Avena. Avena was pretty cool. She had a fun backstory (I don't think I've gotten an affair before), which automatically makes her cool, and she had a nice personality. She wasn't a Sue or a witch. I didn't see her winning, and I needed to kill someone off next (plus, alliances are harder for Faye to attack), so she had to go. Thank you Red Roses1000 for Avena, who was a great addition to this story.
Honorable Mention!
4th Place (not all Hunters will necessarily die): Faye Quaritch - Face smashed in by Lumen
Faye was great! I really needed an over-the-top Hunter, and she was smart and fun. The thing was, I thought a Hunter death would be super cool, and tribute-on-tribute is cooler than Hunter-on-tribute death, so she had to die. She got thrown off guard by rock and was ended by rock D: Thank you to Red Roses1000 for Faye, too. Avena definitely got some revenge on her.
Normally I'm not going to do tons of Capitol stuff (because who cares?), but this was a movie reference (A lovely old lady votes for Ben Richards, one of the only Runners). So here we go.
Will Wolf Krieg make the next kill?
Will Lumen become a crazed lunatic?
Will Nixena get her prizes?
Do these questions matter at all?
Maybe some of these and maybe some more on the next episode of Running Man!
NOTE: You know how I said I wanted to do shout-outs? I'm now doing a collab with Fire'sCatching and some others, called Randomize: The 200th Hunger Games. Since I have some tributes in there (and I'm writing) I want readers and criticism!