It was just a normal day in the arena for the tributes. Uma, Micha, Moledy and Navaeh were perched up in a tree, drinking vodka and killing some butterflies. Rey, Roleye and Thinder were playing yet another game of King's Castle, which at the moment Rey was winning. Miama and Eyevie were practicing their fighting, tripping over thanks to their natural clumsiness and never being able to get a bullseye. Quarry was taking a nap whilst Ratty attempted to swim. Despite being from Four, Ratty was a terrible swimming and paddled wildly to stay afloat.
Jack Grant watched the Muttations with disgust. The rest of Panem didn't know they were still alive, they thought that they'd been killed. But no, the Muttations were alive and well and he was sick of it. He thought they'd have turned on each other by now and became extinct, but they all seemed to be friends.
Jack turned to address the people before him, it included the sponsors, Gamemakers and many more important people.
"I want them dead!" Jack shouted.
"But sir," spoke up one of the Gamemaker's, "They won't die!"
"Then kill them!" Jack spat out, "Erupt a volcano! Start a tsunami! I don't care! Just get rid of them!"
"Tried both of those already," a woman yawned, stretching out, nobody really liked her, she was too honest and brash, "And all the other natural disasters."
Jack scowled, "Then it's time for desperate measures," he announced.
The people watching him became timid and afraid, one even going to the extent of racing for the door. But Jack wasn't going to kill anyone, he just had to bring out the big guns.
He lips twitched into a smirk as he revealed his master plan.
"Send in Voldkamort."
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The Muttation Tributes and The New Enemy
ActionJack Grant wants the muttation tributes dead, once and for all. The rest of Wattpadem thinks they are already dead, but this isn't the case. In actual fact the mutts are alive and well, happily living in the arena playing King's Castle, killing butt...
