So just a brief overview of the arena, it's a pretty standard arena, it's very small and only goes on for 5km in each direction. These games will be very short, only a couple of days at tops, a few only a couple of hours! They're on each terrain that each district is on. And also, no sponsors are allowed to give gifts! Good Luck, And May The Odds Be Ever In Your Favour
Iris Hound D2
Today is the day. The first round! I'm in the underground prep room under my podium. I'm buzzing. I've put on my coat which is just a generic black one and I'm ready to go. I'm on my own in here though. Which is fine though because I don't need anyone.
Suddenly, the glass door in the corner of the room hisses open. I'm a little bit startled but as soon as I come to my senses I'm straight into there. I'm so excited. I can't contain myself! Oh my god this is going to be so fun! My whole life has led up to this moment. Better not scuff up.
The podium begins to rise and I rise into a wide plain. I can't see many trees which is good because then tributes won't be able to hide from me and Harriet. The ground is grey and quite rocky. It's quite cold and without this coat I'd have goosebumps. I survey the others. There's the 12, 13 and 14 year olds. The ones that must be feeling so ill right now. What I think I'm going to do is round them all up then massacre them all in one go. Harriet won't disagree with me. She knows I'll kill her if she does. The countdown begins.
I survey the field and see a sword. It's quite close the the cornucopia so I decide to pick up the knife that's reasonably close to me to protect me while I get there.
I look at Harriet and nod, she nods back and I know the alliance is on. Damn! Fuschinnia saw the nod between us! She must know we've got an alliance that she isn't in. She's scowling at me and I know she's coming straight for me. Hmm, well I was going to take her by surprise and this huge fight between us will mean that all the smaller tributes will be able to escape. To where though? It's just a huge plain. There's a hill to my right and I don't know what's over it. I'll see when we go and kill everybody.
30 seconds left, 30 seconds to take in the tributes around me. To my right, a 14 year old who I think I'll kill first, she looks terrified and seems to be praying or something. She's clenching her hands together to her heart and mouthing something with her eyes closed. I feel a bit of sympathy towards her but brush it away. I can't show sympathy towards them, I can't feel sorry for them, they'll just get in my way of winning if I feel sorry for them. And I'm going to win. To my left is a 17 year old who i think volunteered after Fuschinnia, Harriet and I. I think she's the year below me in the training centre and survived the practice games. I get her attention and nod to her, she seems to realise that I want to ally with her. She quickly nods back and now I have 2 allies for the long bloodbath to come.
10 seconds. 5 seconds. 4. 3. 2. 1. The gong sounds.
I shoot off the podium like lightning and run past the knives picking 2 up. I swap 1 of them into the other hand. I'm running as fast as I can. I think I'm the fastest because when I get there I pick up the sword and rapidly spin around so no one can stab me in the back. I didn't need those knives but it was just a safety precaution. I see the 14 year old that was next to me running off into the distance with a backpack, she's doing what the other districts sometimes do at the start, running for it. A wise move to be honest. If I was weak, it's what I would do.
A 12 year old swings at me with a sword that's miles too big for her. She can barely hold it up. My first kill is coming up! I block her swing and with the knife in my other hand I slash at her throat and a load of crimson red blood splatters all over the ground. I see another sword about 5 metres away and run to it. Having 2 swords will make my fighting 10x more effective. I slice at a girl's stomach on the way making her cry a blood-curdling scream. I slide under an axe blow and get to the sword. I'm now virtually unstoppable. Despite all the mayhem around me I see Fuschinnia attacking Harriet. I can't let Harriet die. I see the girl that was next to me a call her over. She just finishes killing a small girl and comes over. I point to Fuschinnia and scream. The girl runs with me. If any girls are in our way, we just slice down with our swords.
We get to Fuschinnia in seconds and the girl throws a knife which pierces her leg which makes her wail in pain. Blood gushes out of the wound. I follow suit and throw and knife. I throw one and it pierces her arm which is mid-swing at Harriet. She turns to me and her facial expression is one of pure rage. I giggle which makes her shout some rude comment which I can't quite make out because of all the screaming and shouting around us. She takes the knives out of the arm and leg and slams them onto the ground. She won't win now, she won't survive this fight with those wounds, there will be medicine somewhere close by but she won't be able to find it before she bleeds to death. We just need to last her out. Harriet runs off to kill some easier people, she's always one to leave the challenge to others. Me and the girl who I find is called Gwen circle Fuschinnia. Fuschinnia hisses at us like a snake and swipes her sword at us. We both dodge quite easily. She's running out of energy and within minutes will be weak enough for us to kill with ease.
She's shouting and cursing to the sky and swiping, lunging and stabbing at us like a maniac. She gets Gwen's leg which makes her fall to the ground. Here's my chance. Just as Gwen is down and Fuschinnia is raising her sword to come down for the final blow, I jump into the air with my sword in hand and slice straight through Fuschinnia's neck. Straight through everything. Her head flies to the side and rolls in front of a 12 year old's feet. The 12 year old starts to cry and I throw a knife at her face which shuts her up for good. I help Gwen up and look around the ring of podiums.
4 or 5 will have left at the start, the rest are here. There's loads of bodies around. Sprawled everywhere in awkward positions. I look over at Harriet who's just taking out a small girl, maybe 14? There's probably about 5 more left here that seem to be beginning to team up. 10 minutes in and nearly half the tributes are dead but I can feel it's going to be a long day yet. They're forming a line and are running to Harriet.
Even though Harriet has trained for these her whole life she stands no chance against 5 14 and 15 year olds. Like last games, our male was the best, got an 11 in training and everything but another alliance formed with training scores of 5 and 6, ganged up on him and killed him in minutes just with sheer numbers of people. He took a few out so while we're running to Harriet, that's all we can hope for, that she takes a few out.
She's about 100m away and all i can do is sprint and hope that she doesn't die, or if she does, there's a few of them dead. We get there and Harriet, just like Fuschinnia did is going berserk and slashing crazily. She's already taken 2 of them down. I'm afraid she might be a challenge to kill later on in the games so decide i will kill her now along with these other girls. I look into Gwen's eyes, she smiles and nods, obviously agreeing with me.
We're slashing and stabbing and ducking and diving for about 20 minutes with these girls, they're pretty good. I catch one of their blind spots and decapitate one. There's 2 left and I think they know they'll die so they drop their weapons and put their hands up thinking that we won't kill them like we'll have mercy or something. They thought wrong and I take one and Gwen the other. I slice one of them in half, literally in half, there's two halves on the floor now of that little girl. Gwen just stabs her one which seems to have done the trick. The one that Gwen stabbed is now just crying on the floor. We decide to end her misery and slit her throat in silence. Meanwhile Harriet is still thrashing about like she's in some mental asylum.
We calm her down and she looks at us with a smile and says she's really proud of us. With that I throw a knife I found on the ground. It hits her in the stomach and lodges itself there, cutting deep. She falls to the ground and is looking at me in disgust, anger and betrayal. I go down to her and I can feel tears well in my eyes. Gwen is just standing by, knowing how I feel because the 12 year old I killed at the start was her sister, the one who's throat I slit. I lay there with her head on my lap. Stroking her hair. She knows why I killed her and she accepts She tells me I have to win for our district and go on for the whole of Panem to become the greatest victor ever. I decide that I must agree to her wish.
She dies and the cannons for the first hour begin. 18 dead. Probably a record.
An announcer beams out to us all telling us that Yoko has just won from the boys. Oh good, hopefully he'll be watching us now, hopefully he'll watch me win.
The thing with District 2 is that parents who don't want their kids going in, don't have them trained and there were a lot of untrained people here today. Also, all people from our district always go into the cornucopia because we're a career district, but what happens when everyone goes into there, you get mass destruction. And the only people that have survived apart from us 2 are the 4 who left at the start. If they hadn't left, it would be me and Gwen left and I would've won in an hour.
We decide to take the best supplies from each bag and put them into two other bags. Gwen is great at throwing knives so takes a load with her and I take my two swords. We walk for about an hour and come across all 4 together around a fire round the back of the hill. Oh this is too easy. Way too easy. We each take two and within 5 minutes every single one of them is dead.
Now it's just me and Gwen. She looks at me and hesitates, I don't. I plunge a knife into the left side making her fall to the ground. I jump on top of her and have her on the ground completely helpless. One more kill and I've won from our District in 2 hours. I look into her deep blue eyes and mouth the word sorry. She nods, smiles and closes her eyes. I slit her throat and the cannon goes off.
I've won! I've won out of the girls from our district. I can imaging my parents right now. Jumping up and down screaming with joy, I can also imagine the 23 other families. They must be hysterical and crying, I shudder but brush the thought away.
A ladder comes down from an oncoming hovercraft, it freezes me onto it and I rise up into it. I am the tribute from District 2 for the 100th Hunger Games. I am going to win this thing. I know I will, I know I can.