Percy Jackson- Shots

PJO/THG Crossover (part 2)

I stop moving upwards, and the sunlight almost blinds me. I blink a few times, and I look at the environment around me. The huge Cornucopia is so near, in the middle of a grassy feild. I look side to side- a forest surrounds us. 74th Hunger Games, much? I think, remembering that year.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" A voice booms above me. "Let the 80th annual Hunger Games begin!" I almost step off my pedestal. No, Annabeth. You don't want to get yourself blown up before the games even start for real. The countdown starts.

60.

59.

58.

57.

56.

55.

54.

53.

52.

51.

50...

I look to my right, and I see a girl older than me with dark hair tied tight in a ponytail at the back of her head. She had very dark eyes and tanned skin. The smile on her face says, I'm ready to kill. She glances at me and growls. I jerk my head forwards and swallow nervously. The countdown continues.

45.

44.

43.

42.

41.

40.

I become even more nervous listening to it, so I turn my head to my left. Standing on his pedestal, is Luke Castellan- the boy tribute from my district. He doesn't notice me staring. I scan the twenty-three other tributes. They all look like feirce hunters- except for one boy and one girl. The boy couldn't be more than twelve years old. He is short and super skinny. He has long, black hair and very pale skin. He is shaking. The girl has the same dark hair and pale skin, but she is taller and not as skinny. I'm guessing that she's fourteen- only one year younger than me. The girl's eyes are wide and darting around nervously. I  turn my attention back to the Cornucopia.

10.

9.

8.

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5.

4.

3.

2.

1.

0.

I spring off my pedestal, and sprint to the Cornucopia. I'm the first one there. I gather a backback, a spear and a bow with a quiver of arrows. Footsteps are coming towards me. I turn and to the first thing that comes to mind. I throw the spear. I look at the person that I hit- a young boy, maybe a year or two younger than me. My spear is sticking out of his chest, right below his throat. I see the rest of the  tributes coming, so I yank the spear out of the boy, splattering dark red blood everywhere. I start to run, spear in one hand, bow and arrows in the other. I jerk my head around to make sure I'm not being followed- but I am. A huge boy is running towards me, knife in hand. I recognize him as one of the Careers. He holds up his knife to stab me, but I make a deep cut across his arm. He howls in pain, drops his knife and clutches his arm. I don't stand around, I turn and continue running into the forest. I'm panting, my legs are sore, and my throat is dry. But I don't stop. I keep running until I know that I'm far enough from the Cornucopia. My knees give out, and I collapse against a tree. Get up, Chase. I order myself. I manage to stand, and I start walking. I need to find a safe place to hide. I think of climbing up a tree, but it's not a good idea. The trees that would be able to hold my weight hardly have any leaves- so I'd be just as well camping out on the ground, waiting for the other tributes to kill me. I forget the tree idea, and I rack my  brain, trying to think of good places that I could hide.

Trees, no.

Ground, no.

Cornucopia, no.

Back at home with Percy, I wish.

I'm thinking of giving up trying to hide, when I see it. A cave. I hesitate. What if it's all part of the Gamemakers' plan? Luring tributes into the cave, where a deadly monsters awaits? But I need shelter. So very slowy, and very quietly, I walk to the entrance of the cave. I have my bow and arrow in hand, ready to shoot. I stand against the side of the cave for a moment, letting the cold rock cool down my sweating skin. I take a breath, then slowly enter the cave. I raise my bow and point it forward. I don't speak. I don't ask if anyone's there. I just walk straight forward. I walk the whole distance of the cave- which is surprisingly big. Nothing. I walk back, keeping my eyes and bow pointed to the ceiling. Nothing. I go back to the back of the cave, looking at the sides. Again, nothing. I lower my bow in relief. I let out the breath that I didn't realize that I was holding. This cave was mine. At least, for now. I sit against a rock at the back of the cave and start to breathe slowly.

I made it past the bloodbath. Now I just have to survive until the end. 

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Sooo... what did you think???? I was going to make it longer, but I liked this ending and I wanted to make more parts. I think that this chapter is pretty good, but you know, every writer thinks that, even when their writing is crap.  But please please please please tell me what you think, please?? Sorry if I'm being naggy, I just really want to hear what you think. =) Thanks, love you all <3