Deja Vu Battle | 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝟑 (Part 1) ✅

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Estella's eyes sparkled with amusement as she took in Aries's familiar, cheeky grin. Her breath caught in her throat, and her usual composure softened, a mixture of relief and joy evident in her eyes. "... Aries," she said, her tone nearly breaking with the emotion of seeing him safe and not just hearing his voice.

The screen fell into a heavy silence, the tension hanging thick in the air. Then, breaking the quiet with a smooth drawl, Aries said, loud enough for everyone to hear, "You look beautiful as always."

Estella's cheeks flushed slightly, her attempt to stay composed faltering under the weight of his compliment. Her eyes softened, and a playful smile tugged at her lips. As she prepared to respond, Aries's mind raced with countless possible reactions from her—anger, tears, or anything that would shatter the calm façade she was showing. But what he saw was not what he expected.

Off-camera, President Snow's voice cut through the chaos, his command sharp and decisive: "End it!"

Beetee, hearing that threw the entire situation into disarray by flashing a series of images on the screen. Each frame showed Katniss and Aries standing together in front of a hospital, captured in quick, jarring intervals. Amidst these images, the real-life action on the set became apparent.

"No! No! Estella!" Aries screamed, his voice laced with desperation, hoping his cry would somehow halt the unfolding disaster. His eyes were locked on the screen, the sight of her distress sending a wave of panic through him.

Estella's attempt to continue speaking was interrupted as her face drained of color. Aries could see the strain on her skin, the blue and red veins in her neck and cheeks becoming alarmingly visible. The camera, jolted by the chaos, fell to the white-tiled floor, capturing only glimpses of the turmoil.

The sounds of scuffling boots and the impact of blows filled the air, accompanied by Estella's cry of pain. Blood splattered across the tiles, a stark and horrifying contrast against the pristine floor. The scene was chaotic, the violence a brutal reminder of the stakes involved.

As the camera remained on the floor, capturing the aftermath of the struggle, Aries's heart pounded with a mix of fear and frustration. He had been caught off guard by the turn of events, and now, watching Estella's suffering unfold before him, he felt helpless and enraged. The connection they had shared was abruptly shattered.

The room fell into a heavy silence, each person holding their breath as they waited for Aries to process the scene before him. The chaotic images on the screen and the sounds of violence had left everyone on edge, but it was Aries's reaction that everyone was now focused on.

As Aries's eyes finally registered the full impact of what had happened, his face turned a deep, livid red with anger. Without a moment's hesitation, he surged toward Beetee, his fury palpable and uncontrolled. "Stop him!" President Alma's voice cut through the tension, sharp and commanding.

Gale, Finnick, and Boggs reacted instantly, moving to restrain Aries with a forceful grip. Despite their efforts, Aries fought against them with a desperate, almost primal strength, his eyes blazing with a mixture of fear and rage.

"Bring her back!" Aries roared, his voice breaking with the weight of his anger and panic. "Bring her fucking back, Beetee!"

Beetee, caught off guard by Aries's sudden outburst and the physical restraint from the others, struggled to maintain control over the feed. The screen flickered and wavered as he frantically tried to regain some semblance of order amidst the chaos.

Gale, with his athletic build, tried to grab Aries from the front, aiming to restrain his arms. However, Aries's strength and anger gave him a raw, unbridled power that Gale struggled to contain. Each time Gale attempted to hold him down, Aries's muscles seemed to pulse with almost supernatural energy, his body a taut coil of rage.

Finnick moved in from the side, his powerful arms wrapping around Aries's torso in an attempt to immobilize him. He pulled with all his strength, but Aries thrashed violently, forcing Finnick to stagger back with the intensity of the struggle. Finnick's face was a mix of concentration and concern, sweat pouring down as he fought to keep his grip.

Boggs tried to come in from behind, aiming to pin Aries's shoulders down. He managed to secure one arm for a brief moment, but Aries's sheer force of will allowed him to twist free. Boggs grunted as he was thrown off balance, stumbling back as Aries's strength seemed almost inhuman.

The three of them worked in a desperate, disorganized coordination, but their efforts were futile against Aries's raw, explosive power. His movements were fueled by an almost primal anger, making him nearly impossible to control. His muscles tensed and shifted beneath their grip, each attempt to subdue him met with an equally powerful resistance.

Aries's eyes were wild, his face contorted in a mask of sheer rage and determination. He threw his body against Gale's hold, breaking free with a burst of strength that sent Gale crashing into a nearby wall. Finnick and Boggs struggled to keep up, their grips slipping as Aries continued to fight against their combined efforts.

"Hold him down!" Alma's voice cracked through the chaos, but her commands were almost lost amid the din of the struggle. The room was filled with shouts, grunts, and the sound of bodies colliding.

Alma's expression hardened, her frustration evident. "Get Dennis!" She watched as the scene unfolded, struggling to reconcile the situation with her plans. "And get him out of here!" she ordered, her voice edged with irritation.

Despite the commands and the physical struggle, Aries's cries and demands for Estella's return echoed through the room, a powerful testament to the depth of his connection to her. His desperation was clear, and the scene of his anguish was a stark contrast to the calculated manipulation that had unfolded.

As Beetee worked to stabilize the feed and the chaos continued to swirl around him, Aries's pleas became a poignant reminder of the personal cost of the conflict—a cost that was now laid bare for all to see.

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