HARRY POTTER
Zoe Modjeska
(did not hand in)
Scarlet Waterstone
(did not hand in)
Jenna Samson
(did not hand in)
Melissa Davidson
(did not hand in)
HUNGER GAMES
Helena Woods
I'm sitting on top of my favorite tree, an oak overlooking a small lake in the middle of the forest in District 7. A soft breeze blows and messes up my loose hair, and I close my eyes, breathing it in.
Suddenly, I hear a soft buzzing noise unlike any other I've heard from bugs or birds before. This one sounds more... metallic. I open my eyes and frown, trying to figure out where it's coming from.
As it grows louder and louder, I start feeling dizzy. I need to get down from the tree. I try to move but my body feels like it's swimming in honey. The noise is reaching its peak, and I'm panicking. I'm going to fall. I'm going to die. Those are my lasts thoughts before everything goes black.
<~~> <~~> <~~>
I can still here the faint buzzing in my ears as I open my eyes and blink at the sudden light.
Am I dead?
A few seconds later, I can open my eyes fully. I lift my head and observe my surroundings. I'm lying on the ground in the Town Center of Seven, surrounded by a crowd of teenagers ages twelve through eighteen. I stand up shakily and look over the shoulder of a tall boy in front of me towards a stage in front of the building. On the stage is a large glass ball filled with what look like slips of paper. I turn my head sharply around to look at how us teens are standing and my head spins.
Suddenly, everything fits. This is the Reaping. Which means the Games are here. This year is the Quarter Quell. One hundred years since the first Hunger Games.
The anthem starts playing and President Snow appears on the screens placed around the Town Center.
"Welcome to this years Hunger Games," he says in the strange Capitol accent. "This year, we celebrate one hundred years since the rebellion. One hundred years since the first Hunger Games."
The camera angle changes and shows someone handing President Snow the Quarter Quell box. The whole of Panem seems to have fallen silent as their leader opens the box and pulls out the card that will change the lives of many. "This year, to show that the Capitol has control over everyone and anyone, the President will decide who will be chosen for the Games." President Snow puts the card down. "Ah. I see."
No one says anything. Everyone stares and waits.
Finally, after what seems like an eternity, Snow says, "I say that District 2 will reap one girl, and District 7 will reap two girls and one boy."
The next words are drowned by the tremendous uproar that occurs in 7. Two girls and one boy? Three people? And why Seven? Why not Four? Five? Eight?
"I also say that Chicago, Brooklyn, England and Ireland will also be bringing some of their teenagers over to... play."
I shudder at the way he says that last word.
"Happy Hunger Games, and may the odds be ever in your favor."
YOU ARE READING
Battle of the Fandoms | COMPLETE
FanfictionIn this Hunger Games styled writing games, five fandoms battle it out for the win. Choose from Harry Potter, Hunger Games, Divergent, Percy Jackson, and the Mortal Instruments. Four competitors from each fandom enter the arena, and each round, some...