Iris
I leapt of my podium and charged towards the weapons. Picking up the sword I swung it around waiting for anyone to challenge me. Morpheus reached the weapons next and got a lethal looking spear, his eyes glinted with an evil exciment. A boy, who I recognised was from District 8, tried to steal a knife. I chopped at his hand and the boy screamed. Picking up his knife he waved it at my face, but he had no control because of the blood dripping from his wound. I kicked him hard in the chest and he tumbled to the floor. In one clean movement, I sliced the boy's throat. I laughed, surprised at how easy it was to kill someone twice my size.
"One down" I called; the other careers had managed to reach the cornucopia and were now locked down in a fierce battle. Morpheus stabbed a small girl in the chest and she tumbled down towards me. To my astonishment the girl was still alive and she tried to crawl away, but I quickly stopped her. A hand landed on my shoulder so I turned around and punched the person in the face,
"Whoa, what was that for?" Rolex moaned, touching his eye.
"Woopsie, I didn't know it was you…" Rolex rolled his eyes and trudged away to go and count the supplies. At least 5 bodies lay crumpled on the ground, quite a measly kill for the first day. Cannons fired in the background signalling the end of the blood bath. I looked around and spotted a figure still standing on the golden plate. I laughed, raising my sword which was stained red. Celina stood frozen in fear, her blue locked onto mine. I smiled and made a taunting motion of slicing my finger across my throat. Celina snapped out of her trance and sprinted away, almost tripping over a dead tribute. I turned around and walked back to the cornucopia.
"You let her go?" Diamond asked, confused.
"Yes, I let her go, all the more fun to go and hunt her down again. Why, have you got a problem with that?" Diamond shook her head and went to join Rolex in counting. Morpheus strolled around the dead bodies, occasionally kicking one just for the sake of it.
"What are you doing?" I asked, wondering if my brother had gone insane.
"Seeing if they have any valuable tokens, none of these people do just stupid bits of string."
"Why would you want peoples token in the arena, that's just weird Morpheus…?"
"I want to look good!" Morpheus snapped and he wandered over to another dead body. I touched my own token, a necklace my friend gave me. It was probably solid silver but silver wasn't my colour. Gold was. Oh well, I said I would wear it so I am.
"Iris!" Morpheus called and he ran up to me, something gold clasped in his hand. A bangle!
"I want it, give it to me." I said and I snatched the bracelet from him and placed it on my arm, it was really quite something. A big, thick bracelet with tiny stones encrusted in the metal.
"Which dead person's this from?" I asked, curiously
"The girl from District 6, I think she stole it to be honest, I saw someone in the capitol wearing something like that." I rolled my eyes; I guess she got what she deserved for stealing. I walked up to the cornucopia and sat on the golden surface. I screamed and leapt of it, the metal was scorching hot.
"Be careful," Rolex muttered
"You could have told me that before I burnt myself!" I snapped Rolex rolled his eyes. He picked up 5 rucksacks and placed them in the horn
"Whose are they?" I asked
"All of ours. They have a knife in each one, a bottle of water and some food. We should take them whenever we go out in case something happens."
"Don't tell me what we should do...Yeah we should do that."
"I think you start arguments just for the sake of it, Iris."
"You know me so well, Rolex." The District 1 boy grinned and walked up to me, bending down he whispered in my ear:
"I could get to know you much better,"
"In your dreams"
"Yes it is in my dreams actually." I pulled away from Rolex and looked around at my surroundings. There really wasn't anything here, it was a wonder anyone actually escaped from the cornucopia because one throw of a weapon and you could take any tribute down. I felt that creeping nausea in my stomach, this arena was annoying me already. I crouched down and stood on my head, the feeling of sickness subsided. Maybe the arena really is upside down?
"What are you doing Iris?" Michael asked, I stood up, blood rushing to my head.
"Standing on my head, what does it look like?" Michael shrugged, I really wanted to remind him he wasn't a career and I would take pleasure in killing him but I decided he wasn't worth it. Stupid, dirty District 6 boy. I tossed my sword from hand to hand, boredom creeping up on me.
"I thought the games are meant to be fun, I only killed 2 people! There's nothing here to do, I think they should add a TV or something just for entertainment." I complained everyone ignored me. The cheek of them! I decided to grab my rucksack-the biggest one, and go for a walk. Footprints gave away where all the tribute had ran to, I could follow any one I wanted but I couldn't be bothered killing anyone. I just felt tired; maybe it was the blazing sun that was draining all my energy. I peeled of the thick coat we had been given and tossed it aside, what use was a coat in the desert? The white jumpsuit we had been given was sticking to my body with sweat. I opened my rucksack and took out my knife; I then chopped off the long trousers of the jumpsuit, turning them into shorts. I smiled and stood up, much better. I placed my knife back in my bag and carried on walking. How any tribute managed to get away was remarkable it was just an endless field of blue sand, dotted with cactus and a few sand dudes. I squinted, something sharp and grey rose up in the distance. Rocks. That's where the other tributes were. I grinned even wider, should I go hunting or should I wait till tomorrow? Tomorrow, I should rest and wait until my prey is weaker so I don't use as much energy when I slaughter them all!