Hungary heard a slithering sound behind her. With her ax in hand, she whipped around. Fast. She was dimly aware of something squeazing her legs, compressing her down. Then Hungary saw the snake. It certainly wasn't a normal one. It was as thick as her belly in diameter, and was a shimmering shade of bright gold. It was stunningly beatiful as well as a menacing foe. Hungary's breath became short and ragged as the snake worked its way up her body. It was stronger than a normal snake. But it wasn't a normal snake. This was one of the Capitol's inventions.
She felt something cold in her hand. It felt nice, refreshing. She stroked the cool surface. It felt like steel, with a handle of some sort. A skillet. Normally a useless cooking utensil, but nothing in the Hunger Games was ever normal. The serprent was working up to her chest now. If it got there, Hungary would be dead. She had to take action. Now. Turning to face the snake, she brought up the skillet and struck the snake over and over again. Its grip slackened slightly, but it still had the Hungarian in a tight embrace. Then, a sharp, stabbing pan erupted through Hungary's legs. Long, acute spikes lined the snake's backs, glimmering in the dark. Blood, hot and scarlet, ran down her legs. Rage coursing through her, Hungary grabbed her skillet and pried it underneath the serpent. With a large amount of effort she managed to lift the snake off her and hurl it away, throrwing it right into Germany's and Prussia's camp.
Liechtenstein almost pointed out that any alliance in the Games hadn't lasted more than a day so far, but she held her tongue. She could use someone else with her. Maybe, if she combined forces with Japan, they could kill Belarus and Russia.
Are you hungry?" Japan asked, digging in his pack. "I have some food..." He found several apples. America was rather clutzy, but he always managed to find food His huge appetite had managed to come in handy there for a change.
Liechtenstein smiled. "Thank you," She took one apple, and Japan took another. For a while, the only sound was the two nations crunching on the juicy red apples, some juice dribbling down their chins. Leichtenstein was eating rather fast. She hadn't gotten much food lately, more focused on spying and avoiding getting killed by Russia at the same time. As Liechtenstein finished the last few bites of her apple, she saw something out of the corner of her eye. A silver parachute holding a wrapped plate, it looked like. The parachute had her name written on its silver silk. The small nation anxiously ripped open the wrappings. It was a full plate of bread...and cheeses! Enough to last a few days at least.
Japan raised one black brow. "What is that?"
"It looks like...my first gift from a sponser!"
"Scheisser!" Germany roared, looking at the snake slithering into his camp. He quickly grabbed his sword at jabbed at it, but the snake was quite fast. It dodged the blow, and swung its spiked tail around, catching the large man's leg, and slashing through his pants. Prussia slashed at the serpent, almost catching it but barely missing.
"That thing is not as awsome as me!" He declared, lunging forward again. The snake sidestepped again, this time quickly lashing out and biting Prussia's arm. Pain ripped thorugh his flesh and bones, and blood flowed down the side of his arm.
"Stupid thing!" Germany yellled, bringing up his boot and then stompring down hard on the snake's head. Its entire body lurched upwards and caught Germany's leg, the sharp spikes digging into his shin, producing more blood. Letting out a last cry of rage, Germany slashed at the snakes neck, cutting the head clean off.
"Serve them right," Hungary snickered from behind her hiding spot, watching the two Germans hacking and slashing at the snakes, yet eventually overcoming it. Hungary wished that the snanke could have destroyed some of their supplies. Those two had, after all, gotten most of the things from the Cornucopia, and the golden horn itself stood only ten feet or so from their base camp. Clearly, Germany and Prussia were the most dominant tributes. But Hungary wouldn't let them win. Or that communist bastard Russia.
Leichtensteina and Japan decided to make camp where they were, gathering branches and leaves to cover up a well plaved hole in the ground they'd found. It was big enough for the two of them, and they'd be alert if any other tributes came nearby. After settling into their hole, they'd enojoyed a small portion of bread and cheese, and drank a little water, knowing that had to make supplies last. Liechtenstein took first watch, her knives in hand. She thought about home, with its pristine mountains, tall trees, green meadows, and friendly people. Not like this horrible arena, or the nation of Panem. She also thought of her older brother, Switzerland. He was the one who taught her how to use throwing knives so well. Oh, Brother, she though wistfully, if only you were with me now...
The hovercraft came and collected Luxembourg's dead body. Belgium was heartborken, but also glad she was still alive, at least. She had outlived America, the strongest nation of all, and was almost in the top 8. She could try to win, really. Try to win for Luxembourg, and all the other small, under represented nations. She really could. Big brutes like Germany already had enough poewer. They didn't deserve to win. Germany...not Belgium's favorite nation. He'd invaded and violated her twice, not giving a thought about being cruel to her people. However...this could be the perfect oppurtunity to get some payback, once and for all.
"Is zat dead?" Germany demanded. He clutched his sword tightly, ready for another attack.
"Yes," Prussia responded, poking the slain serpent with his foot.
Germany straightened. "Good. Now, we should probably go hunting, it's night, and we haven't caught that bastard England yet, did he go back to the forest?"
Prussia nodded. "I think so, I saw him camping out in a hole once...that should be where he is."
"Vell, maybe we can get him once and for all then..." Germany muttered, grabbing another sword as Prussia selected a spear. As the fireflies darted up and down in the forest, Hungary lay in wait. Germany and Prussia were coming right in her direction.