(A/N): Okay so I am suffering from loss of ideas! So yep came up with this in English class, surprisingly… yep thinking of this kina stuff instead of adjectives and adverbs… please read and review and tell if I should write more for this story anything would help!


"Ten more seconds till the gong sounds, after that I need to run," I whisper quietly. Even though I am a district four tribute I don't trust anyone in these games, the horrible Hunger Games. During this you learn not to trust anyone. I'm lucky I learned that early.

5...

4...

3...

I get into position to run, the other careers don't know I'm leaving the alliance tonight, I scan the cornucopia to see what there is, a mace here, a knife there, a pack over there. Just like most of the games.

2...

1...

Boom

I run as fast as I can towards a spear, I cant find a trident must be one some where. I lift up the spear and instantly know I cant kill but a few people with it. I swiftly turn my body around and aim at the other teenager behind me. Thankfully its not another career and throw it at his heart. After he collapses to the ground I carefully make my way to the boy, I believe his name is Keeth. I yank the spear out of his heart and grab another weapon and sprint around the cornucopia to my allies.

"Chive! Over here!" I hear someone yell out to me. I turn my head and see the other careers surrounding the twelve year old boy from district nine.

I rush over there and find that Gilliam, the tribute from my district is wounded in the arm, and holding it with his hand.

"What ya gunna do with him?" I point towards him with my spear.

"Well," is all that Colbee could get out before the boy pulls out a knife and stabs him in the stomach. I catch the boy before he runs off and I snap his neck. I turn and look at Amme the chick from district one rushing over with a bandage.

"That won't help, the boy knew where to hit him, and got him in a deadly place," I say as she wraps up the wound. They all look at me with a questioning look.

"The kid hit a major organ, Colbee you can die any minute," I look at him and see that he is slowly fading away. I pull him over to the center of the field and walk back as I hear the cannon's to familiar boom. I count the booms and only count five of them.

"This is going to be a long game," I mutter to myself as we pick the cornucopia clean of weapons and supplies.


If you liked this please review for me, I honestly tried my best, it is short but, yes. Umm, anyways, if I get enough I will write more for this story. Here is the character list. In order of appearance.

Chive: main character, district 4

Keeth: first kill, district 9

Ramarow: 12 yr. old boy

Gilliam: district 4

Colbee: district 2

Amee: district 1