|The Big Apple
Author: Raynan PM
24 tributes battle it out in New York, except this time it's a perfectly set trap of death. The Mutts are ready, the head Game-Maker is ready, but the tributes aren't. This elaborate death trap will keep all the tributes on their toes. First in the Historic Arena series.Rated: Fiction T - English - Adventure/Fantasy - Other tributes - Chapters: 40 - Words: 97,802 - Reviews: 159 - Favs: 13 - Follows: 15 - Updated: 08-12-12 - Published: 06-01-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8172539
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AN: Sixty-Five reviews! Thank you all! Oh and I don't own the hunger games. Might have errors because I'm in a rush to get this done.
Koal Morrison D12
I feel like I'm in an alternate universe, one where I did kill Olivia (the one in twelve). I actually did it this time, I went through the process of killing her. And I feel… miserable. It's an annoying emotion, one that isn't what I'm used to, and I don't like it at all. I try to expel the emotion, but it doesn't work, it just stays where it is. It's like trying to move the cornucopia, which is probably impossible. Tonight I should've died, they had won in the little game we were playing, they were the first to buckle down and kill me. And yet I'm still alive, how? Well you could thank the girl from seven.
I kneel over Olivia's body, knowing that she's gone. I feel tears forming and I know that I was never cut out for killing. I try to justify it, she was going to kill me, and I just defended myself. Maybe I'm just as bad as the careers, I did kill a person, heck, I didn't even hesitate to bring that knife into her heart. I grab the knife and I slowly take it out of Olivia's heart, then I grab my stuff and I leave. Pushing past the girl from seven who has yet to take her axe out of Julian's head. I don't even bother covering the back of my head when I walk out, somehow I don't think the girl will kill me just yet.
Once out of the building I turn a random direction and continue to walk for a while. I hear the anthem and I look up, seeing Julian and Olivia's faces one last time. I end up walking towards the shore; I can see it and I can smell the salt. It's probably miles away though, so it's no use getting hopeful and seeing if I can get a good look at the careers. I end up snacking on some of the beef jerky that came from the vending machine. But I don't have any water to go with it, before; I just used the sinks to get water. I end up seeing a water-fountain while I'm walking, which is strange.
See, in twelve, when I was at school there was one water-fountain. But it was always crowded since kids would use it as their family's water source. Bringing in bottles and even buckets to bring back home, it was a smart idea. Soon it caught on and everybody (including me) started to do it, so the water-fountain was always crowded. But here, it's all alone, and I bet there isn't a tribute for miles, not counting the district seven girl. I slowly creep up to the fountain, scanning the area for tributes. I see none and I start to drink, keeping one ear and eye out for people or mutts.
A cannon fire jolts me from my drinking, and I automatically check my back. I sigh of relief before I realize that I am actually in trouble, just a tribute isn't the threat. A pack of wolves nears me and I draw my knife, just waiting for them to attack. There are six of them; sadly I doubt I could take one on my own. One brave wolf jumps forward and I leap to the side on instinct, I stab the brave one in the neck. Shows what happens when you're brave, am I right? I know it's dead but now I have to deal with its five angry pack members. I don't think any of these guys are going to be as brave.
I end up throwing my knife and hitting another in the neck, looks like my lucks in. I take a risk and grab my knife and pull it out of the second wolf's body. Adding more blood to the knife, which has one other wolf's and Olivia's. The pack then attacks me as a group; I know I'm truly doomed now. I then duck my tail and run, not bothering to even look where I'm going. Four wolves are more than I can handle, even if I have more of a chance than I did five minutes ago. I end up running towards the run-down building, re-straining myself from screaming at the top of my lungs. I trip and I look down, seeing that I activated a small wire, when I look up I see an axe dropping towards my left foot.
True Whittier D7
I don't know why I even bothered to follow Koal, since he ran from my home building. I should be happy; Hotel True Whittier is now unoccupied and free of tributes. I have another kill and I can sit back and relax for the rest of the games. But no, I had to follow Koal because I knew that he was going to get into trouble somehow, and more surprisingly, I cared. I suppose it's because I saved that guy's life and I didn't even get a thanks. Who does that? I don't care if we're in the Hunger Games, if someone saves your life, you say thank-you. Because saving someone's life is painfully inconvenient and annoying.
Turns out I was right about him getting into trouble, he was drinking water and then a canon went off. He stopped drinking and looked around; somehow not seeing a pack is six wolves lumbering over him. It takes him two precious minutes to realize it, which is extremely funny to watch. Soon enough he catches on and instead of running he kills one, idiot, he then stupidly throws his only weapon and hits another by luck. After that, he makes the biggest mistake of all by pulling out the knife, and by doing that he has a less of a head-start. Which he desperately needs since the wolves are probably faster than him.
I sigh, knowing that I can't just let him be eaten by wolves, no matter how fun but disgusting it would be to watch. I throw my axe at one, only injuring it, but that was just a way to slow it down. I jump from my hiding place and I pull out a knife, I hate them but this one is just for finishing off the injured wolf. I stab it's neck and I out my axe, then I run to catch up with the other three wolves that will surely eat him alive if he's on his own. Not that I care, I just want to… steal his resources. Yep, that's totally why I want to save a guy I barely know, when it would be easier to just kill him.
I catch up to the wolves and I see Koal running, attempting to get away. He trips and falls on something, a wire! Then another axe comes from the top of some area and hits his foot. Cleanly wiping it off his foot, I sigh, realizing this will be much harder to do if Koal only has one foot. He turns on his back, attempting to defend himself from the wolves. I throw my axe again and I kill another, soon the attention of the wolves falls on me. Since I am the new threat, since Koal only has one foot and won't be going anywhere without my help. I grunt in annoyance, since I left my knife in the other wolves' neck.
Koal throws his knife again and kills the second to last wolf while its attention is on me, I can't blame them, I usually take the spotlight. Koal passes out, now I really hope that I'm in the spotlight, since Koal will die if I'm not. It tackles me and I manage to throw it off and I gain control, smashing the back of its head against the ground. I need a weapon to finish it off though; while it's temporarily dazed I grab the ace that cut off Koal's foot. It easily finishes the last wolf off, I'm panting and the scratches from its claws make my skin sting. I crawl over to Koal and I look at his leg.
Fun, I just vomited. What a great addition to the soup of wild wolf body's, blood, a passed out guy, and his left foot. Ew. I look up to see a sponsor gift, It must be from my brother, since my parents are to busy taking a call while they shower. I sigh when I realize that it has a twelve on it, so that means it's for Koal. Who can't even open it right now, I look over at his bleeding form. In the parachute I find a mechanical foot and bandages, the foots probably from my brother, only he could afford it. I push the mechanical foot into the bone where Koal's left ankle was, it clicks in and I wrap the bandages around his foot and new ankle. I just love the fact that I've saved his life twice yet I haven't gotten a single thank-you.
Cotton Steele D4
the treasure chest sits there, teasing me and begging to be opened. I end up opening the stupid chest and I'm glad I did, because inside the chest is a sword and a bunch of coins. There's also a little blue thing in the corner but I'm not going to test my luck to see what it is. But as soon as I touch the sword the blue thing moves, latching itself onto my face before I can even react. I try to pull it off but it has tentacles wrapped around my neck, pulling my head into its teeth. The teeth of the creature are already on my cheek, attempting to rip off the skin. Well that pretty much sucks.
I finally use my brain and I stab the thing with the sword from the treasure chest. I cry out in pain, I quickly use that time to cut its tentacles, however quick you can be underwater. Once the half on my right side is gone I take swipe at the others, the break like fabric under the strength of the sword. I step back, leaving the creature limbless and spilling out blood, I realize I have to calm down since I'll use up all my oxygen. I grab the bag of coins since it might be useful in the city, why else would they be in the treasure chest? I feel a slight stinging in my cheek and wipe my hand to see blood, oh no.
As I predicted the sharks came about ten minutes later, about another fifteen to the shore. Since I'm near the surface I turn off my oxygen tank, so I can save it for layer. I release the Velcro straps and I hold the tank as my weapon, instead of the sword held with my belt. There are about three, getting ready to circle their prey. I swing the tank and hit the first one at its weak point, in-between the eyes, where its nose would be if it was human. It whimpers and moves back, I take out my sword and I stab its stomach, letting the whole length of my sword make its way through the shark's body.
I turn to face the other two while desperately trying to move towards the shore, since it's my only real escape from the sharks. Half-way through this I realize that I have the gun! I take it out from the left side of my belt, the opposite of where my sword was. Um… how do I use this? I pull what I think is the trigger by instinct. And from what I've seen from Talus using the gun, which is little but enough for me to get an idea. I end up hitting the shark in the eye, kind of a waste of a bullet in my opinion. Whatever, I move towards that ones blind side while I shoot the other, hitting it in the weak spot and the stomach when it tried to lunge at me.
I then poke my sword into it after its failed lunge, since it's my best time to. The half blind shark takes this time to snap at me, instead of being hit by its teeth I'm knocked underwater by its neck. Ugh, I'm starting to wish I stayed with the careers, even if they act like sharks they're better than the real thing. Once underwater I stab the stupid shark and I'm done, somehow I lost the oxygen tank in the process, oops. Whatever, I can swim to shore without it; it's served its purpose. After all, I have the gun and no one else does. So I'm probably the favorite to win.
The swim to the shore in annoyingly hard, since I don't have the oxygen tank I have to swim on the surface, and I don't even dare to go underwater in case I am to tired to come up. But the upside of loosing the tank is that I didn't realize how much it weighed. I still have the sword and gun strapped to my belt but they don't seem to weigh that much. I get to shore and I feel like collapsing, I notice that the career boats are currently being eaten by mutts. So they got here just before I did, looks like I really have no place to hide. I drag myself into the nearest building and I collapse on the floor, I really hope that the careers haven't made their camp here.