Let the Games Begin.

Prologue

   Even after running about two miles I was controlling my breathing. I had to control my breathing or else he would find me. I looked through a small crack in the tree. I could see him coming. He was a little bit far away and limping, but he was coming. I turned away from the crack. I had to think. What do I do now? My last arrow I had shot, and there was no weapon around me. If any weapons were still in the arena, they already had an owner.

   "Come on out, Princess!" He said. "Let’s play their Games!"

   We were already playing the Game of course, he just wanted to kill me, and get it over. I heard him come close to the tree. My heart was pounding so hard. My brain was racing. Come on! Think! I had made it this far. I could easily figure something out. But I couldn't.

   His ax hit the tree and I almost yelped. "All they want is a show!" He said. "Come out and let’s give them a good one!"

   I quietly turned and looked out the crack again. Big mistake. His beady, cold eyes were staring straight down at me. His evil grin spread across his face. I knew, right then, that I was going to die.