BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!
I wake up suddenly. There has to be one if Ricks team in that lot. I see the Hovercraft pick up three bodies then dissapear. Only 5 Tributes left, including me. I have a feeling there is going to be something very bad happening today. I climb to the top of the Corn and haul up my backpacks up. There pretty heavy, especially my weapon bag. I start a fire with the flint so if someone comes, I can shoot them. I put fires on the left side of me, the right side of me, in front and behind of me. I wait nervously, eating and drinking while I wait for a boom, or any sign if life. I feel like Ive been waiting for about an hour or two when I hear a roar, and then I see what caused it. Or rather feel it.
The ground below us is shaking like mad. Its a earthquake. I hold onto my bow, sling my sheath of arrows onto my back,grab my bags and hope for dear life that I dont fall off. I then see everything that the earthquake is causing. About 20 trees fall every 10 seconds, the ring of water circling the arena has made a huge wave, crashing through the forest destroying most in its path, and the snowy mountain turns out to be a volcano as a small amount of lava trickles down the side, and in the long grass a massive hole opens, splitting the grass area into two. Natural disasters, I think. That was how the Gamemakers made this arena. They were planning this all along. No trouble until the near end, when they would unleash full horror and trouble. They are all confined in there own little area, except the forest and water. So the lava wont reach the meadow part, and the crack in the long grass stops just before the meadow. My only threat is the pine trees. If I stayed in my cave's, or even in the Corn, I would probably be dead. About 4 pine tree's fall down into the meadow, circling me. Im about the only one safe in the arena. The water sloshes over the pines, and dissapear into the Corn. The earthquake stops, the fallen trees burn to nothing, the hole in the grass disappears, and the lava and water has stopped.
BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!
3 deaths.2 Tributes left. Just me and someone else. I jump off the roof of the Corn and grab some wood that makes alot of smoke,and set it on fire. The last Tribute I hope will come, and Ill be ready. I climb back onto the roof with a load of dry grass and circle it around me and my packs. I set it on fire. And I wait. After about a hour, I feel a sharp pain in my foot and see a throwing knife impaled into my foot. I hear a voice yell "Shit!" Among the trees. I grab my bow and three arrows and load them. I see Lumba stumble out of the woods. "Im sorry Lumba, I have to do this." I yell to her. I shoot my arrows into the flames and close my eyes. I hear a yell of pain and a BOOM!
I just stare at the Hovercraft that picks Lumba's body up.
"Ladies and Gentleman, May I present the winner of the 150th Hunger Games, Talia Kilster!" I hear Wilbert Papilon voice over a loud speaker. I cant belive it.
Ive won the 150th Hunger Games.

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The 150th Hunger Games
FanfictionTalia Kilster is Finally 19. She cannot possibly be chosen for The Hunger Games. That's when things go downhill for Talia.