The 14th Victor

by dragonborn360

They say that when you face death, your life flashes before your eyes. You know what I see? Blood, death, pain and suffering. (Used to be the 14th Hunger Games) DISCLAIMER: neither me nor my brother own the hunger games or any of the characters in the books.

3. before the reaping

Sorry for the wait. My brother writes and I type then post it. And my brother has been busy.

And because I forgot with the last chapter.

Thanks to A random surprise for the review.

Now on with the story.

I didn't sleep last night, I never can on the eve of the reaping. I always have so much on my mind, like, what would happen if I'm picked, Bobby will have to start working and so will Pop. And what chance would I have of winning. If I'm lucky the others would be young and weak , I hope. I think the best course of action would be to run from the cornucopia. I shrug it off and look at the clock. "Well shit, it's 5 in the morning. Might as well try to sleep. That might work." I close my eyes and fall into a fitful sleep.

Darkness creeps around me, 23 pillars of glistening white marble circle around me. Then they stop moving. I go and touch one, the once beautiful marble starts to crack and change color till it turns into a rotting brown, as do the others. Then they start to crumble and turn into a huge brown blob that starts to wrap around my legs. I try to escape, but it's no use. It drags me deeper and deeper, I feel my chest being crushed. I can't breathe, it engulfs my head and all lights go out. I wake up in a cold sweat trying to catch my breath.

Sorry its so short but I wanted to get something up cause I don't know when my brother will be free.

We need more reviews please review we still need names for the tributes.