Aren't we glad blood is about to be shed? The bloodbath is finally here, and it is time for some of these tributes to die. I love most of these people sent in to me, and it is a shame, but they all have to go out at some point. But before murder happens, here is a list of the tributes for the final time! Take a good, maybe even great look. A handful are history.
District 1: Athena Illedisent and Othello French
District 2: Juno Abeck and Emilio Succor
District 3: Dayta Anode and Tesla Datum
District 4: Kendall Culiter and Sailor Moon
District 5: Cindra Vasquez and Wyatt Laysen
District 6: Sigrid Alclad and Wheel Jammer
District 7: Holly Brown and Dakota Estreem
District 8: Rachael Smith and Terry Jackson
District 9: Artemis Grace and Milo Miller
District 10: Hore Farland and Gordon Fields
District 11: Elisa Serrah and Parsley Augustus
District 12: Mica Parker and Andre Sanchez
This will be the longest chapter... not a surprise, is it? I sure love to mention how much more fun writing death and arena scenes are than actually pre game activities.
So without any more delay, here we go!
Elisa Serrah- 16- District 11 Female
I have to rub my eyes really hard to get my eyesight back due to the light. When I clear my eyes, I take a look around the arena... why is it a forest? It is to make the districts that are poor, like my own, feel bad because of the rebellion?
I analyze further, and I see that the forest have a lot of lake, and there are two mountains in the distance, but I can only see one clearly. The other is on the far side of me. I then decide to take a look on who is around me. I see the insane kid from twelve, and the boy from 9. They are both easier targets than me, harsh as it is to say... I am just being realistic.
I think of all the video diaries I could be making for Nimbia... she would love them... right?
I catch a scream in my throat as the gong rings. A timer appears in the cornucopia. Each second pounds loudly.
60, 59, 58, 57. I squeak out.
I look inside the cornucopia, and I see plenty of weapons. Maces, axes, hatchets, knife, throwing knifes, swords, hammers, scythes, sickles... a lot of them. Ceres must have made it popular. I also see a trident and a spear, and I unwillingly look at the insane girl from 4- Kendall, I think her name was. She is eyeing those weapons. District 4 and all.
But my eyes don't go to the trident. It goes to the bow and arrow. I lock my eyes on it, as does the girl from 9. We glare at each other. We both need it. "I am so getting that..." I mutter to myself.
56, 55, 54, 53, 52, 51...
Time ticks down. Will I die in the bloodbath?... I really hope not. Nimbia needs me to live. I cannot just let myself die...
I remember the plan I made with Wheel. Grab a couple things, and head west of the cornucopia head. We lock eyes, and I nod towards it. We both know what do to... but what if I career finds me and really wants to kill me? I would not put it past the boy from 1.
Othello French, the boy who loves honor. I see Mica turned around with a headset... does it tell her when to go?
How is that fair?
The timer is now at 40, and I see the excitement on the careers face-
BOOM!
I scream as gore and blood splats all over me. Murmurs and such arise.
Andre has his mine exploded. He is dead, and only 23 remain.
I quickly scrub and try to get the guts off of me, which works. I smile as it dissapears. That whole ordeal took me half a minute, and I almost scream as I see only 10 seconds left ticking on the clock. It gets louder and louder, and I want to jump for a second, but I immediately decide against it. Just a little fear, that is it. Calm down...
5 seconds...
I hope Wheel is safe.
4 seconds...
Oh crap! I am nervous...
3 seconds...
But I have to persevere.
2 seconds...
I am ready. I can do this!
1 second...
ARE YOU READY TO RUMBBBBBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE?
That is the last thing we hear before we all jump off of our launch pedestal, darting in the cornucopia for supplies. We need them. I scream and run, and I see a sparkling red backpack... I need it... it was Nimbia's favorite color. I run to it, right as the District 8 girl does the same. I kick her in the knee, and drawls out a knife! Crap! I shove her down with all of my strength, and I grab the backpack with as much effort. It is hard to continue running, but I do. I grab a bow and arrow hidden behind a rock, as well as a sharp knife. I scream as I see that Rachael has followed me.
I shoot an arrow, and it hits her thigh. She screams, blood pouring out of her. It is her own fault... I see Wheel, and I sprint over to him. I hear a loud female scream, and I meet up with him now.
"We need to go!" I say.
"We do." he says, and we run off... hopefully to safety. As we run, I think about the girl from 9. How didn't she get the bow? Did she get distracted in a fight, or is she dead right now?
So many questions, so little answers. But I cannot focus on that part right now.
I just need to keep running.
Rachael Smith- 16- District 8 Female
I scream as the girl from 11 releases the arrow from her bowstring. It finds my thigh, and I collapse on the ground. I see the boy from District 4 running at me with a trident. I scream as he wants to kill me. I jump up and shove him down, before his ally, the boy from 2, or Emilio, runs over to try and safe him.
I take a slash at his throat, but he dodges my attacks. My annoyance grows, because I haven't been able to do anything serious yet. I decide I just need to run, and I grab a net of apples, and I run out.
That didn't do anything... the screams though... they are getting louder, and I dare to turn back. I see Othello plunge his sword into someone's back, and they scream and cry. I gasp...
I realize how little I have at the moment as I keep running. I have only a single knife, and ten apples. I need to kill others so I can get sponsored something good. I get my feeling driven to anger after I realize how poorly I just set myself up for the rest of the games.
Either the games need to end snappy, or I need to find good food. I see a berry Bush in the distance. Blueberries. I hope it is not the infamous Nightlock berry. I am surprised that it is still around in the games.
I think of Katniss and Peeta, then the failed rebellion.
At least I am doing better than the brat from last year, she placed 22nd. I am the superior District 8 Female. I stop once my legs and throat feel sore... no water. I then see a colony of houses nearby as the cannons for bloodbath fire.
Athena Illedisent- 18- District 1 Female
The gong rings, and we all sprint over to collect whatever we can from the cornucopia. I run as fast as I can to get a good weapon... sword, axe, knife, whatever! I just need something good.
I find a belt of throwing knives, and I throw at a duo scuffling. Milo and Sailor are fighting for a yellow pack, and my knife hits Sailor in the gut. He screams, but that was no way lethal.
"I HATE EVERYTHING!" I hear a brat yell. I whip around quickly, as Hore, and I cackle in glee as I see Othello already attacking this little brat. She screams and shouts, but Gordon and Wyatt are also being attacked.
Thank god that the brat trio will all die here.
I see him slash her legs as I grab a sickle, and by the way I have a firm grip of the said object, the whore is dead.
There is a sword deep in her back. "Thank god..." he mutters.
"Ya..." I reply.
I yelp as the boy from 7 knocks me down. "No!" I yell.
I thrust my sickle upwards, and it lands just inches away from his neck. He screams bloody murder as my sickle is shoved through his shoulder. He then seethes. "Why, you-" he tries to finish whatever that sentence was, but I kick his shin, and he falls down. The girl from seven, his district partner, throws a hatchet at me.
I flinch, but it barely missed.
Thank god! I would have been killed instantly. She had no weapon, and is now being chased by Sigrid, holding a large axe.
Dakota, the boys name I think, ignores me as he tries to save his district partner from certain death. I calm myself down, and I spin into the cornucopia... and I cannot believe what I see. Juno is helping the boy from District 8... that traitor! I grab my sword, and I March over to Juno to confront her.
Seriously, the boy from District 8?
Kendall Cutlier- 18- District 4 Female
I cackle as the gong rings. Time for the killing to begin! I try to find Emilio and Sailor. They need to die!
I first need a weapon though, and I run into the horn, where there is a beautiful gold trident. I stare in awe, and I settle it. This is my weapon. I grab a secondary spear, just in case I guess. I may need it, I never know.
I run out to find my targets- yes! There they are!
They are scuffling with the girl from 8. Before I can move in and kill them though, I get distracted.
I hate Juno, and that part of me is well known. I despise her for her attitude and general annoyance, and her scoring an eleven in training. I hate that she thinks she should be leader, when I should be. She is seriously annoying, that is the obvious point I am trying to make.
But I cannot help but cheer for her when she stabs the other brat from 10 in the chest with a knife. Gordon falls dead, removing another stupid brat from the games. Seriously, how did the tributes get downgraded so badly? We had a great pair from 10 last year, why do these two exist?
I lost track of the traitor alliance. I go back into the horn, defeated until I see it.
There they are!
Emilio and Sailor look like deer caught in the headlights. I grab my trident, and stalk towards them.
"Sailor, run!" Emilio says, jumping towards me.
Sailor dioes what Emilio asked, but I screech as Emilio punched me to the ground.
He pulls out a knife, and I thought my life would be over.
But I am able to dodge at the last second. He is in shock, and that is all the time I need
My trident sinks several inches deep into his chest, and he gasps in pain. He sacrificed himself for the other traitor, also known as my district partner. It is sweet in a way. I watch in a satisfied awe, as his once tan skin morphs slowly into a deathly pail. I yank my trident out of his dying body.
I leave Emilio to bleed out, and I look for another victim.
Gordon Fields- 14- District 10 Male
Ok Gordon, once this gong rings, and we are told to go, I will give the scariest battle cry on Earth.
"ARE YOU READY TO RUMBLE?"
I scream very manly.
"He sounds like a little girl!" The District 2 Female says.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
"PREPARE TO DIE YOU MISCREANT!" I yell very awesomely.
I scream as Juno grabs a nearby knife, and she slides the blade across my throat. No!
I can only see the light as she finishes me off with a knife to the chest, and I hear cheering, so much of it.
Was I really that bad?
Juno Abeck- 18- District 2 Female
Once the gong rung, you can bet I ran at full speed to get a weapon. On the way, I grab a backpack, and I wack the boy from 6 with it on my way. He grunts, and kicks me knee. I ignore it and press on, grabbing a throwing knife along the way. I go into a different part of the cornucopia than Kendall does.
Why is she so annoying? Why does she need to exist.
I grab a large hunting knife, and I mutter something about Gordon's pathetic battle cry.
He goes to attack me, but I shove him down with little effort. He does realize he is facing off again a career, and not just some random slouch. I jump onto him, slashing his throat. He gargles on his own blood.
I then hear cheering as I stab him repeatedly in the chest with my knife, and I also see Hore's bloody corpse.
With Andre blown up, that means three or possibly more are dead now. I smirk, running off into the cornucopia.
I see Terry with a duffel bag, stuffing as many things as possible. I hear blood splatter in the other side of the cornucopia, then Kendall's annoying, high-pitched, witchy laughter. It bothers me to no end.
I cannot let her score more kills than me. I help Terry put stuff in his bag, when I hear Athena yell at me as I grab a very shiny katana with a perfect edge.
"You traitor!" she yells. Oh crap, she found out! "Just wait till the other careers kill you when they find out about this- EEK!"
I will never know how that sentence ended, because I immediately slash her throat with the katana, and she falls to the ground lifelessly. I see her eyes well up with tears.
I then turn around to Terry. "What are you waiting for, go!" I yell to him. He needs to be more efficient, seriously. I doubt he will live to see the fifth day like planned.
Maybe it is not that bad?
I see Mica stumbling around in the distance. I feel like no one killed her out of guilt. She is blind and deaf, after all.
If they will not do it, someone with courage has to.
And that person with the courage to do so is me!
I take aim with my one throwing knife. It hits perfectly. She screams as the cold metal cuts through her delicate skin, and the blood pours out. I have three kills.
Parsley Augustus- 14- District 11 Male
When the gong rings, I desperately want to kill Wyatt to finally avenge Basil after the District 5 Male killed him last year. I thank any gods out there that the boy from five is an utter joke. Seriously, how does he exist?
I practically leap off the launch pedestal and again, I think of how the boy from district 4 died last year. I run at full speed, and I pick up a bag full of supplies. I gasp as the girl from 9 jumps on to me, holding a knife. She stabs my neck and I die- no, she stabbed my shoulder.
I still scream from the pain, as I knee her in the gut, and repeatedly punch her in the face as she cries. I feel pain in my jaw as she uppercuts it. I stagger, dazed, trying to find Wyatt. I trip over the bloody corpse of Gordan, several stab marks in his chest.
I find a spear next to me, and I pick it up.
I see Wyatt, about to kill Mica, before a knife flies into her neck.
The poor little girl has finally gotten the peace she probably was desperate for.
I grab Wyatt by the hair, and I march him towards one of the nearby trees when the others are fighting.
"Time to die, you little brat." I hiss at him.
He screams, but I bash his head repeatedly into the trees, and he screams even louder. I thrust my spear through his gut, and I dangle it around. The blood pours out of him, but I am not finished. Not by a long shot, I say.
I spear his neck repeatedly before his head just separates from his shoulders, and it rolls down to my feet. Ew! That thing is gross! I kick his head, and it hits the boy from 7. He falls down before I hear him gasp. I run into a crate in the cornucopia.
I want to kill a career.
Basil, you have been avenged.
Cindra Vasquez- 16- District 5 Female
Once that too familiar gong hits, I leap of my launch pedestal. In the opposite direction. There is no way I am risking going in the cornucopia and getting killed. But... I do wait around a tree to wait for Dayta and Tesla... is it selfish that I am just standing around while they do the hard work... maybe it is...
I see all of the horrible death.
I catch a scream in my throat as Dakota is about to cut Tesla open with that deadly, sharp hatchet, but Tesla throws dirt in his face to distract him. I see Hore die by Othello, and Gordan being stabbed by Juno.
I see all the blood being shed. I see Kendall follow her district partner, Sailor, and Emilio in the cornucopia. Only two come out.
I see Sailor running away, and he is heading my direction. Once he runs past my tree, I trip him. I yank the bag of supplies off of him, leaving only a weak looking knife and paint supplies on him. I try to run away, but Sailor looks pissed off now. I increase my running speed.
Wait a second... I have an idea! I pretend I am tired, and when he comes back, I swing the bag full force into his face. He screams, his nose starting to leak out blood. I continue to run for five minutes, and then I check my supplies.
Two twin knives, a belt of sixteen throwing knives, a length of rope, a hatchet, six packs of meat, and a platter of tuna sandwiches...
Poor Sailor. He missed out on all of this stuff.
I realize something... Dayta and Tesla... my allies... I left them! We are now separated. That is not good for an alliance...
Dakota "Kota" Estreem- 18- District 7 Male
My breath is shaky as I try to prevent Sigrid from killing Holly. Holly is screaming bloody murder of Sigrid shows more signs of irritation each passing second. I grip my hatchet tighter than ever.
I do not feel safe. Not even a little bit.
I scream as I bump into the boy from District 3... what was his name again? Tessa? No, that would be silly... Tesla. He pulls out a scythe, but he has no experience, and I knock it out of his hands.
I do not want to murder...
but I have to. I need to accept this fact. Before I kill him with the hatchet, he knocks me in the ground. I scream as the pain from Rachael hitting me with the sickle increases from zero from ten in a matter of seconds.
I pick myself up, but I wish I hadn't.
I gasp at the same time as Holly. I scream in horror.
Sigrid demolished Holly's head with her axe... no. My closest ally is dead... wait!
I have been only thinking about Holly... how are Milo and Artemis. I see Artemis throw a knife past me, hitting Othello.
Othello French- 18- District 1 Male
I yelp as someone just threw a knife my way. What makes it worse?
Athena is laying on the cornucopia floor, blood pouring out. I gasp, wondering which outlier did it.
As I wonder, I see the boy from 11 burst out of a crate, and my sword slashes his gut while he stabs my shoulder.
I yell in pain, but the younger boy screams as blood pours out.
Both brothers die in the games.
I see about no one left in the cornucopia. I yelp as I see the boy from 9 grabbing a sleeping pack, as Kendall throws a knife. It lands dead center in his back. He falls without saying a words.
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
Ten cannons. That is how many tributes are dead. In the name of honor.
I gaze around, seeing Athena, Emilio, Wyatt, Holly, Milo, Hore, Gordon, Parsley, Andre, and Mica dead in the dirt.
"Pathetic." Kendall says after a minute of silence. "Athena is a failure of a career. Just like Clara was a flop."
I laugh. That is true, Clara is a flop.
What I do not laugh about is the comment about Athena. I know she died early, but... she tolerated me.
I frown as we leave the clearing, letting the hovercraft pick up those that died today.
Rachael Smith- 18- District 8 Female
There were ten cannons. I smile, knowing that only fourteen of us remain. I only know Andre is dead, but not anyone else. The information would have been vital. I am fine though, because of the anthem.
So, about the village.
I inch closer to it. I am nervous something bad will happen, like a nasty mutt. I am not being the eleventh cannon! I will not. I refuse!
Once I get there, I see some kind tribe people, obviously robotic, start to move their way around. I will not lie, I am a little creeped out. I see an older one approach me.
"Finally." she says. "We have a visitor, after all of these years."
"Uh..." I say. "Just how old are you?"
Maybe that was a rude question to ask, but I am pretty curious at the moment.
"Now now dear, we do not ask those questions." she says. I brace for it to jump out at me, but it does not happen. I calm down a little, my heart racing... oh god.
"What?" she asks. "We will not kill you."
I somehow doubt that. But I get a tour of this village. I hope no one else will find it.
Tesla Datum- 15- District 3 Male
I groan in annoyance. I know Cindra is not dead, but we are now separated. Dayta and I have our boots constantly sink in the mud, and each step progressively gets more difficult to make. I can tell it is bothering Dayta.
"Can we stop?" she asks. I was about to suggest that, so a break is well needed.
"Sure." I say. "What do we even have in our packs?"
"Oh, right!" she says, bobbing herself on the forehead. "Silly me!"
I roll my eyes as we take out the bag. I have three fresh loaves of bread, an empty container, a length of rope, a wire, and five bottles of water. She empties hers. She has six loaves of bread, a trey full of veggies, and 100 salami slices.
Are they trying to kill us with a heart attack before the games begin? All of that cholesterol cannot be healthy!
She also has a couple of throwing knives. She juggles them for a bit, before I tell her to stop, due to the risks at the knife hitting one of us. That would be highly bothersome. I pull of my knife, and just stare at it.
I will need to kill at some point... who will I use this on?
Sailor Moon- 12- District 4 Male
My breaths are shaky... Emilio is now dead. But I do not cry.
The first reason is because I do not want to look weaker than I already do. I am only twelve... the second reason is a simple but sad reason. I never truly got to know the guy... and he sacrificed himself to save me.
"Thank you Emilio." I say to no one in particular. I am the only one around her.
But Cindra took all of my supplies... I only have my knife and painting supplies... I did go to the camouflage station in training, and I was good...
I did a hole with my bare hands. It takes about an hour, and the bright sun has been replaced with a waning crescent moon. I look at it as I start to carefully paint myself to look like the ground so I can sleep.
I scream as the anthem plays, and I hold my chest. That must have looked stupid. I see the Capitol Seal, and I glare at the tyranny symbol. It gets replaced with the girl from 1. Wow... a career bit the dust already. She did seem like the weakest link.
It fades to... Emilio. This time, I do allow a small, but existent tear to slide out. Thank you for helping me...
He is gone, and the brat from five is now staring back at me. Just a brat. Who cares?
It fades in Holly. My eyes widen, and I am pretty shocked. I thought she stood a good chance, but I guess not.
It goes from Holly to Milo. No shock there. Poor Ceres.
Hore and Gordon then look down at me. Yes! The whole brat trio is gone! Gone are the days of their screaming nonstop!
Parsley is next. I just stare. I know he avenged his brother before his death. At least he has that going for him.
Andre is up. I knew he was dead. He blew up for trying to kill Ceres. Stupid move, so... he deserved it.
Finally is Mica. Was there ever a doubt? Did anyone expect her to survive. I look down, before the loud and proud music fades into silence, which fades into the crickets chirping. I fall asleep in my whole, and I hope I wake up.
So there we have it! Ten children have been slaughtered on day 1. Compare it to the last games, and it grows by a whole two! We are really making groundbreaking progress here guys!
Remaining Tributes:
Othello French (District 1 Male)
Juno Abeck (District 2 Female)
Dayta Anode (District 3 Female)
Tesla Datum (District 3 Male)
Kendall Cutlier (District 4 Female)
Sailor Moon (District 4 Male)
Cindra Vasquez (District 5 Female)
Sigrid Alclad (District 6 Female)
Wheel Jammer (District 6 Male)
Dakota Estreem (District 7 Male)
Rachael Smith (District 8 Female)
Terrance Jackson (District 8 Male)
Artemis Grace (District 9 Female)
Elisa Serrah (District 11 Female)
The Fallen List:
24th- Andre- (District 12 Male)- Mine exploded
23rd- Hore- (District 10 Female)- Sword skewered into back, by Othello
22nd- Gordan- (District 10 Male)- Stabbed in the chest with a knife repeatedly, by Juno
21st- Emilio- (District 2 Male)- Trident thrust into chest, by Kendall
20th- Athena- (District 1 Female)- Throat slashed with a katana, by Juno
19th- Mica- (District 12 Female)- Knife thrown into neck, by Juno
18th- Wyatt- (District 5 Male)- Speared repeatedly in the neck with a spear, by Parsley
17th- Holly- (District 7 Female)- Head smashed with an axe, by Sigrid
16th- Parsley- (District 11 Male)- Stomach slashed with a sword, by Othello
15th- Milo- (District 9 Male)- Knife thrown into back, by Kendall
14 remain guys!
Questions!
1. Who are you sad about most?
2. Who do you think will win?
3. Who do you think will go next?
4. ARE YOU READY TO RUMBBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE?