Hey guys cupotealeaves here, sorry for the extremely long wait for this update but both Retrak and I have been fighting our own Hunger Games. I was representing District Yearbook and Retrak was representing District Theatre and it both had us pretty sliced up for over a month of crazy deadlines and performances so I hope this chapter is up to snuff. We also send a special dedication out to Momoloveslife hope this cheers you up.
-Retrak- Hey guys I was up really late writing these next few chapters they will be sent out today. I really am sorry for the long wait, I hope these chapters make up for it!
~Jack Steele-District Four~
My mind is scrambling, I need a way out. This place, the blood, the madness, it scares me. I pull out my daggers and stare at my target. More people need to die for me to get out of this, for the lack of a better term; blood bath. I grip my dagger and run at the girl I am going to murder. Murder? Is this what I think it is? Killing in the games is survival, it's a sport. Do I really believe its murder? I need to get these thoughts out of my mind before I drive myself crazy. I need to focus on the kill. I flick my wrist as I throw the dagger. My eyes focus on the blade as it twirls through the air. Kimmit Mangline turns around at the last moment hitting the dagger away with her sword. She smirks in my direction before running off.
"Jack!" I turn to see Eleanore running towards me trident in hand. I raise an eyebrow at her in response to her voice. "Let's get that Rebel kid, he seems to be the one holding Oriana's little group together."
"Do you think that's a good idea? Oriana got a twelve in training; she could kill either of us easily."
"Shut up and do it Jack!" She roars as she runs off in his direction. I sigh in anger as I storm off in search of Rebel.
Eleanore. Ugh. That girl drives me crazy but if I'm going to get further in these games I'm going to have to listen to her. What kind of satisfaction does this girl get from hunting down and killing other tributes? All I know is that she is going to get herself killed if she keeps acting crazy.
~Rebel Heart-District Ten~
I can feel all their eyes on me. The capitol is insane. Why? Why do they want us to fight in front of a live audience? This just freaks me out even more. The roar of the crowd pounds in my ears, I can barely hear myself think in all this chaos. The hatchet in my right hand feels like it's getting heavier with every waking minute. I don't know how much longer I can last in these games. A shiver rolls down my spine as I feel a certain pair of eyes on my back. I turn to see my attacker.
"Get away!" I scream as I see Lake from District Two barreling towards me at a very high speed. I dodge a blow from his sword narrowly escaping death. This kid has me out matched by skill, height and weight. If I die in these games it will most likely be now from his hand.
To think about dying in a game like this is just horrifying. My family and friends get to see me butchered on live television. I'm scared to kill, I know my family won't be able to see me the same as I was before. I'm not the kid I was before I left home, these games have changed me. I find myself not caring about other tributes, not caring how I get home, and not caring whether I kill or not.
I step to the right and slice at his leg with my axe. His cry of pain is what tells me I must have hit him. I look at his leg to see that I had detached it from below his knee cutting it clear off. I gag holding back my puke and run off with the sounds of his cries filling my mind.
I slip on the blood that covers the ground falling to my knees. I try to get up as fast as I can before I hear a cannon somewhere in the distance, maybe I did kill Lake after all. I stumble and fall on my side, to my right I can hear Twiff crying my name. Her voice seems so far away, why? I cast my eyes down at my chest to see three prongs sticking through it. Huh? I guess that the cannon earlier was the signal to my death. Well I guess I can't do anything about trying to survive now.
~Jack Steele-District Four~
I catch up with Eleanore as she rips her trident out of Rebel Heart. She looks at me and glares.
"What?" I snarl.
"You could have at least helped me kill him!" She retorts. I snort and turn away from her. I can't believe she murdered that kid in cold blood, he was just trying to get away. Maybe I shouldn't be thinking about things like this. Murder and death. Wait, murder. This is murder. She murdered him. I look up at the crowd cheering on the death of another tribute. I close my eyes and let my emotions run through me, this is murder, the games are murder, Eleanore is a murderer, if I kill I will be a murderer, and I'm scared that I will ruin my life.
D0-Turquoise Rozeren-Alive, Brent Rozeren-Dead~Killed By Lyra Mirren
D1-Talise Gold-Alive, Ronan Meave-Dead~Killed By Kimmit Mangline
D2-Seathe Dane-Alive, Lake Micheals-Alive
D3-Kimmit Mangline-Alive, Wylie Freeman-Dead~Killed By Triella Stone
D4-Eleanore Storm-Alive, Jack Steele-Alive
D5-Oriana Dupree-Alive, Eli Zuman-Dead~Killed By Talise Gold
D6-Olivia Kailz-Dead~Drowned, Kieran Hanson-Dead~Killed By Kimmit Mangline
D7-Felicit Tenta-Alive, Jason Matthews-Dead~Killed By Igris Dragonbeam
D8-Lyra Mirren-Alive, Igris Dragonbeam-Alive
D9-Kyla Sprit-Dead~Killed By Ronan Meave, Zanther Raye-Alive
D10-Twiff Opal-Alive, Rebel Heart-Dead~Killed By Eleanore Storm
D11-Briona Newleaf-Dead~Killed By Turquoise Rozeren, Jayden Crush-Dead~Killed By Zanther Raye
D12-Crissi Branwin-Dead~Killed By Seathe Dane, Geofri Loid-Alive
Capitol-Triella Stone-Alive, Trent Hallows-Alive, Sahara Quill-Dead~Killed By Brent Rozeren, Lane Hallows-Dead~Killed By Trent Hallows
Capitol Questions of the Day!
Who are your three favourite characters?
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If you could add a twist to the game what would it be?