not as depressing as the others
i got this idea while watching the trailer for mockingjay pt. 2
check it out bc its life
and effie is gonna be in 6 instead of 12
uprising by muse and madness by muse- do not judge me-- possibly ready, aim, fire by imagine dragons idek
i mainly used madness tho. i was singing it the entire time i was writing( i can feel you judging me. rollback the reasonably priced attitude >:) )
character death tho
btw this isnt exactly like the actual hunger games. there were 48 tributes instead 12 or 24, dont hate me.
enjoy interweebs (:
dan and phil were the last tributes left in the the hunger games. out of the some 48 tributes that started alive in the games.
*FLASHY*
in district 6, the bell went off, letting the people know it was time for the reaping.
dan's older brother was standing where the victor's family needed to be standing. dan's brother won the games at the age of 12, the first to win at that age in ages.
but it was dan's first time with his name in the jar; he just turned 12.
*15 minutes later*
"as always, ladies first!" effie squealed like a pig into the microphone. but thing is, a lot of the times, the peacekeeper's put about 15 blanks in the in the jar to make it seem like there are more girls in 6 than there actually is. effie walked over to the bowl in her 7in heels, tripping twice. she snapped up a piece of paper.
she unfolded the paper in front of the microphone and frowned. "blank." she said and the tension got higher. when there's a blank, two boys get picked. and that is never good, since most of the boys here are gay. they are bound to fall in love in the arena.
she walked over to the boys side, grabbing 2 pieces of paper. dan started sweating in his pants.
dude, calm down. its your first time your name is in the jar, there is no way your name is gonna be called, dan told himself.
no shes gonna call your name.
start freaking out, his anxiety told him. dan started hyperventilating. his friend phil grabbed his hand from behind. phil knew pretty much everything about dan.
"and the first brave young man is," she paused for a 'dramatic' suspense. "phil lester!" dan's heart dropped.
he couldn't see his best friend run off to his death. dan stepped forward.
"i volunteer as tribute!" he yelled at the top of his lungs.
effie chuckled. "my, my," she squealed. "our first tribute in twenty years!" dan was confused. effie looked like she was 19. what are they doing in the capital?
"this is quite the turnout." she stated. she motioned to the peacekeepers to retrieve dan. a man around 6'3 walked up to him and grabbed his arm harshly.
"what's your name, young man?" effie said before giving him the microphone.
"dan h-howell." he heard gasps in the audience. probably because he's one of the weakest kids in district 6.
effie smiled like he could do this. and he knew he could. everyone was counting on him to bring district 6 back their pride.
she walked back over to the boys side, stopping often when she went to pick a slip up. the fourth time she did this, she finally grabbed one. the tension was higher than ever.
she walked over to the microphone before stopping with a sad smile on her face. 'im sorry' she mouthed to dan. she held the paper out in front of her.
"phil lester." she said, with much less enthusiasm.
*FLASHY END*
and that was that. they managed to survive for what dan thinks has been 2 and a half weeks. everyine in the capital and district 6 were surprised. however, they continued to cheer them on.
6 canons went off. pictures set themselves in the sky. phil is not up there. phil is still alive. dan's still alive. and cato from district 2. dan rolled over and shook phil's shoulder. "hey come on," he said softly, not wanting cato to hear him incase he was near.
"we need to go back to get supplies." phil groaned. "you know that's basically suicide, right?" phil replied. the capital laughed at his humour which was true.
"yeah i know, but we need it. we already skinny enough as it seems."
"true." phil said while strecthing his arms. hearing his joints popping he winced. "we need to walk around more. i think the game master is thinking of something new." dan nodded and walked ahead of phil, seeing how it was night and he was the only one who had a weapon.
it was a katana. nothing special, nothing done to it. just a simple katana.
they walked for a little bit, nothing happening. which was a little bit concerning.
spoke too soon,
a hybrid of a german shepard and doberman jumper out of the wooded area.
"just fucking perfect." dan mumbled. the hybrid's eyes glittered a clear green.. kind of like clove's eyes. his eyes widened in realization.
"phil?' he called out.
"yeah?" he whispered back.
"the hybrid is clove."
"what do you mean?"
"look at her-"
and the hybrid lunged.
A/N; hehe het guys.... *dodges arrow* dont hate me there will be a part 2. i have a new story going up 2morow possiby. might be late bc i am in oglethorpe in a hospital go me
anyways did anyone watch phil's younow?????? ni couldnt watch all of it. and my file got erased and i was up 3,475 words and some one deleted it so i wrote what i could from memory. fucking fantastic.
until next time brochachos; stay classy, be sassy, dont you change for anyone. word count; 966 words.
