It's a bird! It's a plane! It's… SUPERMAN! Actually, it's an update to my story that I haven't written a chapter for in a few months. I'm SORRY! Just… if you are gonna kill me, make it quick, okay? XD
Guess what? This is the Hunger Games… and it's the Bloodbath Chapter, so… someone gets stabbed :O The story's rated T for a reason. But don't worry, the gory descriptive deaths don't come until the next chapter! This chapter also contains some pretty language! :D
This chapter is shorter than most so… sorry. :( I have no more weapons to give ya.
I've decided to reply to a few of the reviews!
SamieSimpson1: Awww thanks! A love triangle? :O If it is there one… it won't be mentioned much and then ya know; the people in said possible love triangle are going to die anyway so… XD
Jagger is 13. I didn't even realize I never mentioned that. Thanks again!
Jinx Kalantha: Even though I could have just told you in person, I choose to do it here where the whole world can read it! Yes, it is one of those songs. Her mom was kind of a weird person… so just deal with it. XD You also have to remember that the Hunger Games is set really far in the future so if anything, the song would be ancient. Contractions? Sorry, but I DON'T have a clue what YOU'RE talking about. XD As for the analogies… I wrote my speech before I wrote it so they kind of just showed up.
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Thank you to everyone else who reviewed. Before you all leave because you're tired of reading my author's note, here is the chapter!
As I sit on the hovercraft, the silence only broken by the heaving breaths of the tributes who are trying not to cry in front of the others, I can't help but smile. Now, before you assume things, let me explain why. I'm smiling because I honestly can't wait to kill some of these people. I know, I'm as bad as the careers, but I can't help myself. It's not that I don't like any of the people here, they actually aren't bad at all, but in order for my plan to work, they all need to die terribly gruesome deaths. Deaths so awful that even the Capitol citizens will cringe and look away.
I'm brought out of my thoughts by someone whispering in my ear, which causes me to inwardly groan. Why does the world love screwing me over? Of course, the Gamemakers thought it would be a good idea to seat us by training scores, so I have to sit next to Storm.
I turn to look at him, and am met with a glare that would make President Snow look like a lost puppy. I roll my eyes at him, and he grins, his eyes gleaming with that 'I'm-gonna-kill-you-slowly' look. I raise an eyebrow at him and turn away, which causes him to growl menacingly in annoyance and talk to Blair, who is sitting next to him.
The hovercraft ride goes on like this, with Storm trying to intimidate me while I just roll my eyes at him.
Finally, the hovercraft lands and we are all escorted to our rooms, where our stylists make us pretty before we die in the arena. It's a great thought… right? I wouldn't want to insult the Capitol citizens by having teeth that aren't freakishly white when I get my guts ripped out of me (That's not going to happen anyways but you know what I mean).
After Styarr deemed me acceptable, I sit in the launch room and go over my plans one more time. The tribute outfits this year are pretty simple, consisting of a hunter green long-sleeved shirt with a matching tank top underneath, khaki shorts, a belt with a lot of loops in it, presumably for weapons, and hiking boots. The outfit makes me think that the arena will likely be warmer this year, but you never know with the Gamemakers. I suppose they wouldn't make it too cold though, a year where everyone freezes to death just wouldn't be entertaining.
Before I can think about any more possibilities of what the arena will look like, an automated voice comes through a speaker somewhere in this room and announces that there are 30 seconds until launch. I smile slightly and step into the glass tube and slip my necklace into my pocket. Although most tributes are scared when they step into the tube, I feel an odd surge of excitement. I know exactly what I am doing, and even if I die, as long as I finish my plan it will be alright. I will have gotten revenge on Snow for killing my family. For my family and siblings, for Mabel, for her family, and for every person who has ever died in these awful games. Normally, they would cut out what I'm planning to do, but I will make sure that they can't.
As the tube is closing, I throw a letter I wrote last night out of the tube at the last second and grin mischievously. The letter is for our wonderful President. This is what it says:
Dear President Snow,
Don't you remember that a person with nothing to lose is more dangerous than a person with everything?
Love,
Lacey Lockhart
It is simple… but he will know what I mean by saying that soon.
Before anyone has time to react to the letter that was thrown at them, the tube begins to rise and I am soon surrounded by complete darkness. I take a deep breath and try to keep from smiling. I really don't want to look like a crazy person… yet. After what seems like hours but was probably less than a minute, I'm lifted into the arena and am instantly met with a blinding light. After a few moments my eyes adjust and I instantly begin to take in my surroundings.
It seems like I am in a… maze. There is no one around me, just 10 foot walls and two options: to go forward or to go left, both turning at some point and leading me to places only the Gamemakers would know. I notice that in the distance there is a forest to my right and what looks like an amusement park to my left. Somewhere out in front of me is a hill and on top of that hill is the cornucopia. I can't see around it, but I have a sneaking suspicion that the Arena is split into 4 parts with the maze and cornucopia in the middle. I can smell the slight hint of salt, which from what I learned in training means there is probably an ocean somewhere in the arena. When I look behind me, I can see the silhouette of a giant castle, so I am guessing that the ocean is on the other side of the Cornucopia. I decide to go forward since I need to get supplies from the Cornucopia and then I will head to the forest since that is probably where most of the tributes will be.
I listen to the countdown for a second and discover it is at 35, so I still have some time left. Just then a loud boom goes off and the ground shakes a little bit. A spot across from me lights up, which means someone stepped off their platform early. Suddenly, I hear people yelling each other's names. I listen silently as names are called and responses are given, going down a list of tributes in my head.
'CAMERON!'
'I'm not that stupid Storm… you should check for Flame though, she is!'
'WHAT? CAMERON THAT ISN'T TRUE! Just because I volun-'
'OK we get it Flame! This is Blair… and I know that it wasn't a career! I'm hoping that it was that little girl from 7!'
'YEAH! Stupid bitch scored higher than us! LACEY YOU BETTER BE DEAD BECAUSE IF YOU AREN'T I'M GONNA MAKE YOU WISH YOU WERE!'
I roll my eyes at Storm's statement. Honestly… am I supposed to be scared by this? All the Careers have done is make their locations known. I now know that Storm is directly to my left… I'm guessing on the other side of this wall, Blair is a few spaces away from him, Flame is really far to the right and Cameron is somewhere between Flame and I.
I decide to humor them and yell back, "YEAH STORM? WELL YOU ARE GONNA HAVE TO CATCH ME FIRST, AND EVEN IF YOU DO I WON'T BE THE ONE THE CANNON SOUNDS FOR!"
"HAHA YOU FUCKING WISH YOU LITTLE BITCH! I AM GOING TO RIP YOUR PRETTY LITTLE FACE TO SHREDS!" He replies and I can almost picture his sadistic smirk.
I roll my eyes and say, "AWWW YOU THINK MY FACE IS PRETTY? THANKS! BUT SHOULDN'T YOU LEAVE THE COMPLIMENTS TO CAMERON?"
Cameron gasps so loud I can actually hear it from here, so I am guessing he is pretty close to me. I notice now that the countdown is just repeating the number 27 over and over again, so I am guessing that this is entertaining the Gamemakers enough that they don't want to end it. I then hear Cameron and Storm yell out at the same time, "WHAT THE HELL! YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT?"
I laugh loudly, hoping that they will hear it before saying, "NO I DON'T HAVE A CLUE WHAT YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT. THAT'S WHY I SAID IT!"
Flame decides that this is a good time to join in by yelling in a sing-song voice, "CAMERON AND LACEY SITTIN' IN A TREE! K-I-S-S-I-N-G! FIRST COMES LOVE…. THEN COM- OH WAIT… THEN COMES HER DEATH!"
I roll my eyes as the Careers all forget about me and argue with themselves. The countdown resumes after a minute, and the Careers are still yelling at each other when the gong rings.
I step off my platform and run into the maze, heading towards the Cornucopia. After a ton of twists and turns and a few dead ends, I finally reach the base of the hill. When I step into the clearing, a wall pops up, blocking the way I just came. I look at it for a second and shrug before beginning the walk up the steep hill in front of me. From what I can see, I am in the first person here, but someone may be on the other side of the Cornucopia. When I get to the top of the hill, I look towards the bottom and realize I can see into the maze from here. I notice that the other tributes are now reaching the base of the hill. I quickly turn around and scan the supplies in the Cornucopia. I grab an empty bag and fill it with supplies that I will need: food, extra clothes, rope, a couple first aid kits, and an empty canteen are just a few of things I take. Looking around again, I notice that a few of the tributes are within 100 yards of me, but they don't look like they want to kill me or anything, so I turn back to the supplies and grab every weapon I can carry in my belt and throw a few extras into my bag.
I realize that I may have taken too much time when I hear footsteps directly behind me. Out of instinct, I drop to the ground and roll away, but I don't move fast enough and the blade of their sword cuts into my shoulder, creating a pretty long gash that is thankfully shallow. I grimace slightly at the pain and throw the knife I was holding in the direction that the footsteps I heard came from. I hear a quiet thud and a scream followed by a small whimper, but I know that I don't have time to look back and see what happened. I take off in the direction of the forest, only to trip over something and go flying down the hill. I groan when I reach the bottom of the hill. I know that I need to get up even though I really want to just lie there all day, so I do. Unfortunately, the moment a stand up, I'm tackled and pinned to the ground. Luck really isn't on my side, for when I look up I see none other than Storm pinning me to the ground with his classic sadistic smirk on his face.
"Well Lacey, I caught you… now comes the fun part." He growls at me.
I widen my eyes in fear as I look up at him, knowing that the cameras are all on us, and say, "You aren't gonna k-kill me, are you? I-I don't want to d-die! I j-just wanna g-go home!"
He laughs, obviously believing that I am just weak and pathetic and whispers, "You want to go home? Well don't worry, you will… in a coffin."
I smirk and roll my eyes before saying, "No… I don't think that's true. By the way, you may want to work on being menacing; your attempts just make me laugh."
I glance down and he looks at me, obviously confused. I give him a moment to see if he can figure out my plan, and he seems to get it one second too late. He underestimated me and believed he won too early, but he forgot to pin my legs down. He soon learns this as I knee him in a place where the sun don't shine, if you get what I mean. He shrieks like a little girl and rolls off of me. I get up and smirk, saying "I think I'll finish you off later when I have time to make it painful…" before I run off into the maze.
I wonder aimlessly through the maze for a while before deciding to rest at a dead end around sunset. The moment I sit down, I feel a sharp pain coming from my shoulder and that's when I remember that I was cut in the bloodbath. I pull out one of the first aid kits I picked up and clean the cut and bandaging it up. Hopefully it doesn't get an infection but knowing my luck, it probably will.
I'm repacking my bag when the sky darkens and the Capitol's anthem blares throughout the arena. The cannons sounded a few hours ago, signaling the end of the bloodbath. The bloodbath was really small this year; only three people died in it and a cannon hasn't sounded since. I think the maze is preventing people from encountering each other. I look up at the sky so I can see who died, but instead of the faces, the sky has a message on it:
The Fallen… and Their Killers. The message fades away and is replaced by a picture of the District 3 male, Evan, I think. Below his picture is the word: Suicide. I'm guessing he is the one who stepped off his plate early. Next is Sebastian's face and the name: Lacey Lockhart.
I don't even blink as I gaze up at the sky or when the remaining Careers start screaming for my blood. Instead I just mutter, "I made his death too quick."
The girl from six and the guy from eleven also appear in the sky, but I don't really care. All I can think about is how much fun it will be to kill the Careers, and my plan of course. It really is fool-proof. President Snow couldn't stop it even if he tried, and that's saying something. I mean sure, he could get the Gamemakers to kill me off, but that would make the ratings go down and he wouldn't want that. You can't just kill off a fan favorite; they have to be killed by another tribute.
Well, I might as well start the plan and to do that, I need to find some tributes. It's official; I'm going tribute hunting tomorrow. Let the games begin, I think as I climb up onto the thick wall of the maze and fall asleep.
What is she planning? :O Find out in the next episode of TOTAL. DRAMA. ISLAND… or maybe it's the next chapter of Looks Can Be Deceiving. :)
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