District 1 female - Emerald (Jenny_Uptonx )
The Arena
Sparkling: the Cornucopia stands proudly in the centre of the bitterly cold arena. Glistening snow sticks to the ground. The fresh sheet of snow glared at me, as if daring me to stand on it. Threadbare trees shuddered in the bitterly cold temperatures; there bare branches huddled close to the trunks. The sun beamed down upon us, yet did not emit any heat upon the arena - the Gamemakers were in there element here. Casting a quick glance around the other plates, I saw many of the other tributes shivering. Unlike me, they had not been prepared to accustom to the cold. Me? Well, my brutish father made sure he covered every type of climate; even going to the extremes of putting me in our freezer for days on end. This arena screamed out possibilities. Those who didn't die immediately would starve in the empty wilderness, unless they survived from the cornucopia stock. That was unlikely, however, as long as I was still alive. I was going to get to that cornucopia; it was going to be mine.
5...
I spot my mace.
4...
I prepare myself to run.
3...
Deep breath in.
2...
And out.
1...
I was ready.
The horn sounded. Immediately, I flew from my plate like the devil himself was trying to catch me. I powered my legs to the ground, pushing with all my might to get to my mace before the other tributes. 10 metres left. Some tributes were struggling to run through the snow, but I had no problem. 5 metres. One last burst of power and I was there.
It was a beautiful mace, made for murder.
Hearing someone approaching fast from behind, I swung around. The mace swung with me, and hit the tribute in the face. Due to all the adrenaline surging through my athletic body, the blow killed them instantly. I swiftly glanced at the face. I recognized him.
District 10 male was dead. I felt no remorse.
Feeling pleased with my easy kill, I prepared myself for the next attacker. Scanning the snowy clearing, I spotted a few sets of tributes fighting with each other. Already the white blanket was upturned by feet, and laced in blood. The white heaven was slowly turning into the red hell.
Put off by the scene in front of me, I didn't hear the sound of someone behind me. I turned around too late.
The knife slashed my chin as I twisted around to see my attacker. Their aim was poor as they had attempted to slash at my neck, and missed.
The disgruntled face of the District 8 female glared at me. Catching her off guard, I swing my knee upwards. This move would usually be performed on a male, but it still managed to make her double over in pain.
Sensing my time to kill, I swung the mace round and delivered the killing blow.
Breathing a sigh of irritation, I wiped my gushing chin and explored deeper into the cornucopia, to discover what luxuries lurked within.
I killed: District 10 male - Lucas @anilovers) and District 8 female - Pandora Perez @17chembree)
District 1 male - Justin ( The_Percy_Lover / 1D_lover_and_hater )
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District 2 female - Aurora ( The_Percy_Lover / 1D_lover_and_hater )
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