Disney Hunger Games

Chapter 13

Training

By: RavenclawMaven1198

Meg's POV

The large platnium doors slid open and a large training room was revealed.

Shelves with knifes and rope, racks held tritons, axes, bludgeons, bows, and arrows. It was intimidating.

I slowly stepped in. Aladdin and Gerry immediately rushed over to the obstacle course. I was on my own.

I decided to head over to the fire making station.

The expert taught me how to start a fire with two sticks. I spun it a few times but spark nor smoke rose from the sticks.

The expert left to assist a dark haired girl with olive skin.

My next few attempts failed. A got a bit of smoke, but that was it. I had been working on the station for twenty minutes. I probably should've moved on to work on my fighting skills, but I refused to give up.

I was on my tenth attempt when two large hands gathered around mine and spun the stick furiously, a small fire started and I blew on it. I made a fire.

"Need anymore help and I'll be right here, beautiful." I spun around and a tall muscular boy with ginger hair and a dazzling smile stared back at me.

"I don't need help." I stood up and made my way to the archery station.

"Yeah you do." I heard him say.

I whipped around and stared at him.

He made a small smile.

I turned back around and stomped off to the archery station.

This was going to be a long training.

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Shang's POV

"Throat."

I threw the smile knife at the dummy. It hit it straight in the throat.

"Stomach." Once again, the knife hit the dummy's artificial belly button.

"You think that's good, you should watch me on archery." Merida said.

"Let's see it." I crossed my arms.

She picked up a bow and a sheath of arrows from a rack and pointed it at the dummy.

She pulled the string back.

"Left eye."

"Very precise." I added.

She let go of the string and the arrow hit the dummy right into the left eye.

She took a sarcastic bow and I clapped.

A girl with pitch black hair and a pale face walked over to the swords.

She lifted one off the rack, turned, and with one move, sliced the dummy's head off.

It fell to the ground with a loud boom.

"I can out kill both of you." She dropped the sword and walked away.

Merida looked at me and raised her eyebrows.

I smiled and grabbed another knife.

There was a dummy on the other side of the room. The girl was walked over to it.

I aimed my knife and yelled "Forehead."

I threw the knife and it spiraled through the air and just missed the girl's ear by not even a centimeter.

As I called it, the knife landed directly in the middle of its forehead.

The girl whipped around and looked at me with terrified eyes.

I smiled, curtsied and walked towards the knife rack to continue practicing.

I feel I had made my point.

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Tinkerbell's POV

It felt like I was staring at him for hours.

His smooth orange hair, his vibrant green eyes, even his yellowish teeth were cute.

I had learned his name was Peter. Such a strong name.

He was leaping through the obstacle course. Swinging from rope to rope, climbing up and down ladders, crawling under spikes.

"Are you going to do any training?" I looked up and Jiminy's big brown eyes were staring at me.

I quickly got up.

"Yeah. Of course I am." I scoffed and walked off to the snare station.

The expert asked me if I needed any help. I refused and started making some advanced snares I already knew. He was impressed.

"You have definitely mastered snares. Go try something else." He encouraged.

I frowned and walked off to the obstacle station.

Peter was over at hand to hand combat.

I decided to put on a little show to catch his attention.

I got a sturdy hold on one of the ropes. I swung back and forth a few times to gain momentum.

Then, I leaped off the platform and swung to the next rope. I wrapped my feet around the rope and let my hands release the previous rope.

I hung upside down by my feet and gained more momentum. Again, I swung to the next rope and grabbed on. I let my feet fall so I was hanging on to the rope with only my hands. I shimmied up so I was at the top and jumped smoothly into the ground.

I looked up and saw that Peter had moved onto another station and had seen none of my show.

My face got red and I stomped off to another station.