The 100th Annual Hunger Games

Scoreing Part 4

Ivie Cullen-Dean POV

I walk in and grab a whip. The gamemakers aren't even looking at me. I see them drinking colorful wine and eating dinner sense it's 8 o'clock.

"Ivie, District 10." I say to them getting their attention added with me whipping the ground making a load snapping sound.

"A whip? Haven't seen those in a while." Says the head gamemaker.

"Can I have two mannequins please?"

"Sure." he says.

Two mannequin robots come out and one has a crescent sword like Claire's. The other has throwing knives.

The one with throwing knives throws a dagger at me and I sidestep it and twist my wrist making the whip rap around the dagger in its hand and pull it out of its hand. I then duck roll under a swing of a sword from the one robot with the crescent sword. I get up on my feet and put the whip down. I grab a bow from a rack and swing a quiver with a few arrows inside. I load and arrow quickly and shoot. The arrow pierces the back and falls to ground. The one with the knives is dead and now it's just me and the one with the crescent sword.

I would hate having to fight Claire Buchanan. She's crazy.

Right now me and the robot are circling the room slowly and then-

Jack Stanley POV

I'm still bored.

Kelley Fairbanks POV

I walk in the training center and ignore the gamemakers.

I grab a machete sword and ask for a dummy. One comes out and it has lines for good places to cut of the limbs.

I wave the sword and cut off the head. I swing again and cut off both arms. I then stab the stomach and chest.

I grab another making me have two swords. I swing the one in my left hand from the right side of the chest. I drop to the ground on my stomach and then cut of the legs with the sword in my right hand. The cut makes the dummy fall to the ground. There are pieces everywhere.

Ian Meister POV

I wait for my name to be called. I'm sitting on my chair nervously. All I see is the two tributes from District 13 eager to show the gamemakers what they got. And I also see the two tributes from District 12, Grace Lyle and Tripp Markel. Grace Lyle hates me for some reason. It's kinda funny.

"Ian Meister." says the booming voice telling me I'm ready.

Grace Lyle POV

I grab a crossbow. And load an arrow. I aim at the target and shoot. The arrow pierces the head, dead in the center. I look over to see the gamemakers aren't even looking. I load another and aim at a gamemaker in the face. I wait till he moves just a little. He does and I shoot. The arrow flies fast and hits the wall behind them.

As they notice it they look at me angrily and some smile of the entertainment.

I walk out and throw the crossbow on the ground breaking it to pieces.

Tripp Markel POV

I hold a pick axe. And then-

Grace Jaroz POV

"District 13, Grace Jaroz!" says the booming voice in the room.

I get up quickly and walk to the doors but wait leaving Robert in the room alone.

"Wish me luck!" I say.

"You don't need it." he says back making me feel more confident than I am already.

I walk into the training center and see the throwing knives. I pick up a shirt filled with knives and another I put in my hand.

"Grace Jaroz, District 13 and I'm eighteen years old." I say.

"Go on then." says Rusty.

"This is going to be fun." I mutter under my breath.

And then-

Robert Johnston POV

I grab a crossbow and load an arrow and aim at dummies. I then move onto holograms. I hit everyone and I'm making great progress. I'm loading quicker than that girl from 12, Grace Lyle.

After the crossbow, I move onto throwing knives and do the same.

I can do this.