Alright, so I was going to have a countdown chapter all by itself, but then I was like, "nah, I want to move on to the real thing," so here it is- THE BLOODBATH.
Tributes without a POV in the Capitol ( Morgan Adams and Cassandra Lampret) are given an extra sponsor point and will have a POV on Day 1. My apologies to their creators. Now, let's get this thing started!:) Also, POVs are no longer in order by District as they were before, now it's whatever order works best for the chapter.
Give 'em hell, turn their heads
Gonna live life til' we're dead.
Give me scars, give me pain
Then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me
*There goes a fighter*, *there goes a fighter*
Here comes a fighter
That's what they'll say to me, say to me
Say to me, this one's a fighter
Tar Armat
My hovercraft hums perpetually. The sound is comforting, but then again it mean that we're being transferred to our deaths, so I suppose not so much. I sit next to the small girl from Six, I think Cassandra's her name. On the right of her is the boy from Eight. He mumbles a poem. The girl next to him, Lillith, says loudly,
"We know you aren't an insane little freak anymore, you can quit it!"
I nod a bit, but I don't completely agree with her- he's still 'an insane freak', but now he seems less helpless.
"Oh, pardon me! Am I bothering you?" he says clearly. His eyes are focused on a point ahead, his head tilted a bit.
We all stay silent for the rest of the ride to the arena, except for Lani Baldova, who weeps into her hand loudly. It seems too quickly, but eventually, we make it to the arena.
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Ten minutes later and I'm standing on my tube, ready to rise up to meet the arena. I'm dressed in a tight suit not unlike the training outfit. A small dark green '5' is painted onto my shoulder. The rest of the outfit is all black. There's only one pocket, located above my heart. Before I leave my stylist blows me a kiss. I give her a wobbly smile, and then get prepared as the tube begins to rise. This is it I keep telling myself nervously.
Harsh light filters though my glass tube as I enter the arena. I look at it in despair. Dead yellow grass covers the floor. The sky above is clear of all but the sun. A few gnarly dead trees stand feet behind me. To my left, a forest of everything morbid awaits. I see the shining Cornucopia. In on its side is a small patch of earth. I can barely make out the words to a message in deep red just in front of the Cornucopia. It curves around the tributes' plates. I can only see the beginning.
When my eyes adjust properly, I can see the tributes to my left and right. Lillith and Raiden. Lovely.
My body starts to spasm. I feel energy suddenly surge through me. I'm not meant for this. The voices will tell me to hurt people I want to protect. I hate being controlled by them. Before the countdown even starts, I take a deep breath and hop off my plate-
BOOM!
Rye Thicket
My hands start to twitch. The arena isn't the right place for me. But honestly, who is it made for? The answer- no one. No one belongs here.
BOOM!
I turn my head abruptly, seeing the poor Boy from Five explode into a million pieces in the air. I scrunch my eyes shut. Lillith, who stands next to him screams, then covers her mouth embarrassed.
Suddenly, a light comes from the Cornucopia. I realize that it's the timer, counting down.
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I frown. This doesn't seem real. It doesn't seem like this should be happening, it still feels like a nightmare.
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The time seems to be going down quicker than it should be.
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I find my ally Luckas. He's only a few people away. I flash him a look of hope and see him return it, and then he gestures towards the deadly looking woods. He wants to go there?
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I nod to him sadly. I don't want to go in there. Then I decide I should probably search for backpacks in the time that remains.
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I see a dark green one only a few feet from me- it shouldn't be too good, but it's better than nothing.
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I only ten seconds. Ten seconds!
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Let the Hunger Games begin… In seconds it's chaos. The first tribute to reach the Cornucopia is Ivy Kluge of District Eleven. She's followed by the Careers. I make it to my backpack quickly. I see Luckas and smile, as he jogs towards me. I whip around to get a head start to the woods and find myself face-to-face with Glass Morgans, the boy from One. I shriek, then try to get passed him, but Glass easily tackles me. He doesn't have a weapon yet, so I feel his cold hands wrap around my neck.
"LUCKAS!" I gurgle, but I'm sure he can't hear me.
Glass continues to strangle me. I feel the air rush out of my lungs. My throat goes dry. And I feel tired. My eyes flutter for a moment, then shut.
Ivy Kluge
"MATTIE!" I shout at the top of my lungs. I haven't seen my ally anywhere! I gaze around frantically, not wanting to become a sitting target. From my speed, I've been able to grab a short sword. It isn't the best, or the sharpest but it'll do.
"IVY!" I finally hear his reply. I sprint in the direction his voice came from. When I see him my heart stops momentarily. Mattie's pinned to the ground by the Girl from Two.
"Shut! Up!" she pants. I watch her hand, with a knife clutched in it. When it gets too close to Mattie's throat, I lurch forward, pushing her off. Mattie manages to jump up as we fall together. My hand relaxes, throwing the sword into the air. I barely have time to see Mattie catch it before the girl rolls over on top of me.
"Get off!" I scream, attepting to push her off. I hear her cry out for a moment, then run away.
"What was that?" I ask Mattie. In response, he waves the sword. "Did you stab her?!"
"No, I just cut her hand slightly, but it still scared her."
"Well, thanks. C'mon, we need to get out of here." I take Mattie's hand in my own, then we race out of the Cornucopia.
I turn back once, only to find that the Girl from Two has a new target- the Girl from Seven named Nina. I see her tackle Nina, then stab her once or twice. Miss District Two waltzes away, to the other Careers.
Mattie and I make it to the dark woods. There isn't any sign of life besides us. The branches on the trees are twisted and without leaves. We climb one of them that looks stable enough to hold both of us, then settle down. Amidst all the chaos, Mattie had managed to take a sleeping bag. We decide to unzip it and both lay on top of it since the weather so far is fair.
Sanus Chinsky
"PLEASE! PLEASE! I'll do anything!" The boy in front of me screams. He's been captured by Lillith Gold.
"Tell me your name," she says slowly.
"Luckas Seon. I promise I'll do anything!" He starts to cry. Lillith has him pinned to the Cornucopia floor.
"Look, I don't want to do this, dear. But I have to," Lillith says, her expression saying otherwise.
"No you don't! I can be your slave, I can do anything!"
"As tempting as that sounds, I have to deny."
"Wh-why? Why not?"
"Because, that isn't how these Games work," Lillith smacks her red lips. She's smothered them with bright red lipstick.
"Please!"
"Lillith, that's enough, just end him," I say softly.
"Fine." She says coldly. I watch her plant her lips on Luckas's head, leaving a red mark on his forehead. Then she swings her sickle at him.
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An hour later and the bloodbath is over.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
There were four deaths in the bloodbath today. It's a low for the Hunger Games, but only twenty tributes remain. Six of them are Careers. That means, we have this in the bag for sure. What else would you expect.
Before we go to sleep I take charge, setting up a guard system.
"Glass, you guard first with Lillith," I look to see Lillith's hungry grin and decide that not much guarding would be going on, "-actually how about Canzi, you keep watch with Glass," I change. Lillith's grin fades. "Since you seem to be the only one not obsessed with him," I add under my breath.
"How'd you guys do in the bloodbath? Kill anyone?" Lillith asks.
"Yeah, I got a girl named Nina!" Canzi grins.
"I didn't kill anyone," Sceptor and Skye say at the same time.
"I killed a District Nine girl," Glass says.
"I slayed poor wittle Luckas," Lillith smirks. "How'd you do Mr. Leader?"
"I watched." I say firmly.
"What?!" Skye cries.
"You didn't even attack anyone?" Canzi asks.
"Nope. I stayed here, at the Cornucopia,"
"Weren't you fast enough?" Lillith teases.
"I was plenty fast. I just wanted to observe,"
"Observe? What the hell man. You know we won't fight all your battles for you!" Glass rolls his eyes.
"I know. I don't plan on it," I smile, then tell everyone to go to sleep, except for Canzi and Glass.
No one's POV
The arena falls silent for the first time in hours. A few guards wait for any approaching tributes, but none will come. For most of the night it stays quiet, until the around two in the morning, when wind rushes through the twisted hollow branches. A small cry comes from above, in the star-filled sky. A black figure swoops over the forest. Soon many more come, hunting for tributes to snatch in the chilly night.
For the record, this set up is partly copied from captainrandom64, the owner of Lillith Gold! :)
The Fallen:
24 Tar Armat- He was my tribute, so I felt like it was only right to have him die in the Bloodbath, although I truly loved writing him. However, I think he died the best way he could. We'll miss you Tar!
23 Rye Thicket- I'm afraid her creator abandoned her. That, and she was slightly too much like Katniss and I wasn't sure how to portray her. 'Bye Rye!
22 Nina Rane- I enjoyed Nina and thought she had an interesting backstory. I didn't want to kill her, but her creator only reviewed once or twice in the beginning. Wish you wouldn't have left, Nina!
21 Luckas Seon- Man, there goes one alliance already (Rye and Luckas's) I loved Luckas too, but yet again, his creator didn't review. Have a nice afterlife Luckas.
The Fighters:
Both tributes from District 1
Both tributes from District 2
Both tributes from District 3
Both tributes from District 4
Lani Baldova of District 5
Both tributes from District 6
Both tributes from District 8
Evan Keers of District 9
Both tributes from District 10
Both tributes from District 11
Both tributes from District 12
EVERYONE ELSE GOT AWAY SAFELY.