(Shindong)
Shindong wondered how his friends were doing when someone grabbed him roughly and dragged him away from the crowd. Rebels tried to shoot his captor, but the bullets just bounced off his metal suit.
"STOP!" he heard Changmin and Yunho shout, and because of the blindfold that was now put over his eyes, he could only assume that they had received the same treatment from these people.
They were not peacekeepers, they were not dressed in that uniform, they had masks over their faces and metal suits. Shindong did not know how many of them their were, all he knew was that no one could shoot through that metal.
He felt himself being taken up stairs and was roughly pushed onto his knees, his captor pulled away the blindfold, and he found himself on a stage, a small one for bands to play and that kind of thing.
Changmin and Yunho were pushed down beside him, their hands were tied, they tried kicking, but these men were not weak. Shindong began to panic, surely some of his friends were in the crowd? They were the symbol of the rebellion, they would step up and help him. But no one came.
Their captors pushed a button and a glass wall slid down, separating them from the rebels and peacekeepers watching and fighting.
"Help!" Changmin screamed from his right, and that earned him a smack.
"We." The first captor said, "Will show you how we deal with rebels." he pulled off his mask and Shindong felt even more faint.
It was the Head Gamemaker, Kyungsoo, or D.O.
Hadn't Lay been a gamemaker once? He had worked with Kyungsoo and turned against him, that would just make Kyungsoo's treatment on him and Yunho and Changmin harsher.
The other two pulled off their masks, and Shindong recognized the two famous MC's of the Capitol, Taemin and Kai. They didn't look too happy to be in this situation either, they stood close to each other, whispering and looking at Kyungsoo with his cruel face.
Kyungsoo put his gun right on Changmin's head, "We have orders from the President not to kill the tributes," he gave Shindong an evil, sly smile, "So let him watch his friends die instead!"
The crowd of rebels and peacekeepers watching screamed. The rebels tried to break through the glass wall but they couldn't, the peacekeepers screamed for joy.
Changmin began screaming and crying, and so did Yunho, "Kill me instead!" he cried.
"Don't worry." Kyungsoo smirked at him, "You'll get your turn too."
"NO!" Shindong shouted, he struggled to get the ropes off, but they were much too tight. What if, I manage to get up even with the ropes on my legs? He wondered, and he decided to try it. With one fair leap he was on his feet, hobbling, and his legs still tied together, but still standing. And now that he was standing he realized that his hands were tied and he couldn't do anything about it. Unless I throw myself at Kyungsoo and crush him. But Shindong did not dare do that, after all, Kyungsoo had been ordered not to kill him, but he could still harm him in other ways.
"Oh look." Kyungsoo said in a mocking voice, "The wittle boy stood wup." he purposely used a baby accent.
"Oh, so I'm a baby am I?" Shindong snarled, "And I was the one fighting to death in the arena while you just sat awound watching." Shindong emphasized these last three words by imitating Kyungsoo's baby accent.
"Let me remind you, boy, that I am no baby, I am created the Games! I myself am a killer! WIthout me, you wouldn't even be in the arena!"
"I feel so grateful and honored."
"I am the Head Gamemaker!" Kyungsoo shouted, clenching his fists.
"Not anymore." Shindong said, "From now on, there will be no more Hunger Games, so you aren't needed anymore, D.O Kyungsoo, you're fired." Shindong grinned broadly though he felt scared as hell.
***
(Tyler, Kibum's ex girlfriend)
Tyler was practically crushed in the large crowd when she saw Shindong and his two friends being taken onto the stage. The first thing that crossed her mind was to jump up and help them, but then suddenly there was a glass wall between them. She tried shooting the glass, but it wouldn't break.
She had to save Shindong, for Kibum. To make up for cheating on him with Ten when he was off dying in the arena.
She tried to think of other ways to break the glass, but if shooting wouldn't break it? What would?
If only she had a communicator ... but only the tributes and their families got those, so she didn't have one.
That meant she had to find one of the tributes or their families so they could contact Xiumin in his hovercraft for help. She looked at around frantically over the crowd, but it was impossible to spot anyone in this.
"Yah! Move! I have to save him! He's my son's friend!"
Hearing this, Tyler spun around to face the woman who had said that, because she knew that voice.
It was Kibum's mother, or, to be more accurate, his foster mother, and right beside her was her husband.
She gulped, she wasn't exactly on good terms with them either. Tyler had found out about Kibum's family crisis through gossip, but she didn't doubt Kibum's foster parents love for him. He may have put a wall up against his foster parents when he found out the truth, but they still loved him deeply, this much was obvious to Tyler, because even though she did not love him like that anymore, she still loved him as a friend.
"Move." Seohyun, Kibum's foster mother, said coldly.
"Your communicator! Call for help!" Without waiting for an answer Tyler grabbed her wrist and shouted into the communicator.
"Yah! Yah! What are you doing? Get this crazy person off me!" she shrieked, but no one could hear her in such a large, noisy crowd.
Her husband, seeing that Tyler was just trying to help, told her to calm down.
"Xiumin? Is this Xiumin?" she shouted so that he could hear her.
"Yes? Who are you?"
"I'm Tyler-"
"Say who?"
"TYLER. KIBUM'S FRIEND."
"Oh the ex girl-friend right? Hey Bummie! It's your ex girl-friend!"
"SHINDONG IS ABOUT TO DIE NOW GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE AND SAVE HIM!" She shrieked, Seohyun cringed at the word ass.
"What?" Now it was Kibum's voice.
Awkwardddddd.
Kyungsoo is about to kill Yunho, Changmin and - oh he just said he has orders not to kill Shindong from the President.
"We have the President here, we captured him, but no one knows yet."
"What?! Okay tell me later, just come here in a hovercraft and help them! There's this glass wall blocking them away and even though a lot of people are shooting at it it won't break!"
"Oh my God ... okay we're coming. XIUMIN! PREP THE HOVERCRAFT!"
Tyler could hear someone else's voice answer him, "But how will we break it then?"
"THE HOVERCRAFT HAS GIGANTIC GUNS!!! WE CAN TAKE MORE THAN ONE TOO! THINK KYUHYUN THINK!" Kibum screamed.
So it was Kyuhyun who had asked that. Tyler decided this conversation had to end now, "Come quick! Bye!" and she let go of Seohyun's pale wrist, which now had red marks all over it.
"Yah!" Seohyun turned away, but Tyler could see that she did feel relieved to know help was coming.
Now it all depended on how fast they could get here.
***
(A/N)
*whispers* Tyler's back.
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The Suju Games
FanfictionBased on The Hunger Games. In their country, there are 14 districts and a Capitol. Every year the Capitol arranged a Hunger Games, but this year is the Quarter Quell, and there have been a change of rules for this years Games, only 1 tribute will be...