The Death Tribes

Chapter 1: Rise and Shine

I wake up feeling nauseous, I remembers that today is the choosing of who fights as a death tribe member with four other kids from ages 10 to 18 in their tribe. There is 5 tribes, each tribe has around 50,000 to 100,000 people in them. The tribes use to all be one until the death tribes started. It caused the tribes to all blame each other on the ones who have passed away. The reason we do the death tribes is to show which tribe is stronger, even though there is five kids in a team from every tribe there will only be one winner. In order to win you have kill every other kid from every team. Each tribe represents a weapon which they are able to use during the death tribes. Tribe one represents a knife, tribe two represents a sling shot, tribe three represents a gun, tribe four represents a hammer, and us (tribe five) represent a bow and arrow. I silently got out of bed I put on my best clothes, which is a long sleeve black shirt with a brown leather vest and ripped jeans. I walk into my brothers room, fear fills my stomach as I walk in because he turned 10 yesterday so he has a big as a chance as I do to be chosen. I wake my brother with a violent shake, and in a tired, and hoarse voice say, "wake up, you might get chosen to die today" he woke up with such a speed it scared me. "yah, and if I do get chosen i will win it!" he sounded so encouraged he reminded me that I had one slip out of millions.