So then, chapter 9! ITS TIME FOR THE GAMES TO BEGIN!
Please tell me plot holes, if rose is mary-sue, suggestions, predictions, mistakes, what u liked etc.
Sorry for the late update...
Rose POV
I stretched, then jogged in place, trying to get used to my clothes. After a bit, it felt like another layer of skin. I was perfectly used to it.
I get a glass of water, and drink it, so that my throat would be wet. Right after I finish, I voice calls to tell us its time for launch. I walk over to the metal circle.
"My daughter, win." Father says. He smiles at me, and I smile back, as a glass dome lowers around me. There was no way I was going to loss. My father was counting on me.
I rose up for about 15 seconds, and then closed my eyes against the bright sun. Slowly, I opened my eyes to see the place where I was spending the next week or so of my life.
"Ladies and gentleman, let the games begin!" Claudius Templesmith announces. I look around. Sixty seconds is the requirement for waiting. In that minute, they would scatter items all over. Food, weapons, packs, and other necessaries were tumbling out of the golden horn, the Cornucopia.
Right now, we were on a flat, open stretch of ground. There was a lake, pine woods, and a meadow. I would head for the forests. But first, I could collect my items.
I scanned the area, looking for things that I would need. About three feet away was a blue pack. Farther away was what I was looking for. A set of daggers and knives. About thirty feet away. That was my goal. I looked around at the other tributes, and saw someone looking at the set as well. The girl from district two, Clove.
She looked around and saw me staring at her. I caught her eye and we had a mini glaring contest. I glared daggers at her, trying to make her understand that the knives were mine. She glared right back, a silent challenge. I nodded, expecting it.
By now, there was only twenty seconds. I looked at the other tributes. Most were shaking. Then, I saw the two from twelve. They seemed to have a silent conversation, though it didn't seem like they were making a plan. Were they arguing?
Ten seconds. I bent down, stretching one foot slightly behind the other. Too much, and I would be blown up.
Five seconds. My muscles tensed, and I saw Clove get ready for the dash too. I narrowed my eyes. Luck was on my side. While we were the same distance apart, the sun would get into her eyes.
Two seconds. ! The gone sounds, ringing through the area. I push off, running. I grab the pack as I pass it, slightly surprised by the weight. It was heavier than I though. Ten meters away from my prize, I pick up a sleeping bag. Now I had a disadvantage, but I couldn't be bothered with that. I pick up speed as I see Clove getting closer.
Two meters, one! I grab the set, and was about to leave when a hand also grabbed onto the set. I curse under my breath. Clove was here.
I dodge the punch she throws at my face, but I held tight to the set. I kick my leg out, trying to get her off balance. I miss, but she has let go of the set. i take my chance to run, but something cuts my shoulder. Just a graze, but it distracts me and I turn around. Cloves partner, Cato, had thrown a spear at me. I take a quick breath, and then ran with all I had. I heard them scream scaredy cat, but I ignored them. Later, I tell myself as I entered the forest.
They will pay later.
Tried for suspense. Did it work?