My Hunger Games Contest Entries

Round 6- Boxfighting

The six of us who remained were all facing each other in the Cornucopia. I hefted my axe, ready to kill the person who came at me. It was only Katri and I left from our group, both Ryker and Savvy had died a few minutes before, but that didn’t matter now. It was about to end, right here, and right now.

A sharp squealing noise emitted from somewhere in the arena and the voice of the one and only President Cakes came out: “Hello tributes! You are the final six, hopefully you noticed. The winner will probably be decided by you tributes soon. May the odds be ever in your favor.”

No sooner than the voice had ended its message, that huge boxes began to form around the six remaining tributes. I gripped my axe, and when the box finally closed above me, I turned to see Alari Pada staring at me from the other side of the box.

“Well hello,” I said, right before I gripped my axe hard and went straight for him, aiming my axe for his head. He dodged out of my way, grabbing the short sword attached to his belt as he moved away from my blow. I turned around, and he was facing me with a look of determination on his face, he raised his sword, and came at me.

I parried his swing with a wave of my axe, being trained for the Games. I knew how to fight, and I knew how to win. And that is just what I was going to do.

The heavy, repetitive ringing of metal smashing against metal filled the room as Alari kept coming at me, and I kept blocking his strikes with simple flicks of my own weapon.

I could finally see him wearing out, a fine layer of sweat forming on his forehead. He came in for one last swing, which I blocked as easily as the others, then wrenched down on the weapon hard, pulling it from his grip and making it fall to the floor of the box, making a ringing noise as it fell.

“Goodbye, Alari Pada,” I said, as I brought my axe down, severing his head from his shoulders. The box opened, and I stepped out into the sunlight, seeing the blood glistening off the blade of my axe.

I looked around at the other two boxes, which after a long enough time, finally opened, revealing Katri, who gave me a grim look, and Penny, who was covered in blood that might have been her own, and might not have been.

We all stared at each other, and we knew what we had to do. I knew my alliance with Katri was over, and I never had one with the girl Penny. I raised my axe, and prepared for the final fight.