One Last Shot
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Ongoing19m
Last published Thu, Jul 25, 2013
"Look, I'll say this nice and slow for you. You're probably my best chance right in the beginning, so when you wake up one day and I'm not there that's me giving you a free pass to run, before I catch up to you and finish you off myself," he finished his sentence with a growing smirk and I furrowed my eyebrows, turning to Sebastian. "Can I just kill him now?" I asked politely as possible, hearing Flux scoff at my words. Sebastian looked more than amused as he sat back in his chair, looking back and forth between us. .........>>>>><<<<<<........ Saffire, seventeen year old drawn in the reaping of the 76th annual Hunger Games. Flux, Mayor's son, age of eighteen, drawn in the annual reaping of the Hunger Games. Smash these two together in an arena with 22 others and you'll get feelings all over. Betrayal, anger, sadness, love, hate, hope. Could this year be any better than the rest?
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Like all children in his world, 14-year-old Finnick Odair had the chance of being chosen for the Hunger Games. In a pool stock full of names, he was just as vulnerable as anyone from the ages of 12-18. And in District Four, which often tends to produce Career tributes, its residents could only hope that this year's pair would fall under that description. On Reaping day, a 14-year-old boy's name is called. A name often whispered down the hallways of the local high school, giggled at, fawned over. It was impossible. Him, of all people? It couldn't be, could it? Yet it was. At age 14, Finnick Odair was called forth to be a tribute in the 65th annual Hunger Games. Many residents stood there in doubt, wondering how a boy so young could possibly bring home the victor's crown. There had never been a victor so young, after all. However, there is a first time for everything. __________________________ Excerpt: ❝25, 24, 23...❞ I can do this. I have the skills, the desire...I can win. It's possible. I know it's possible. The odds may be against me, against all of us, but one of us has to win. ❝15, 14, 13...❞ To everyone in District Four who is watching; to my mom, dad, and Annie Cresta, I'm making a promise to you. ❝7, 6, 5, 4...❞ Whatever happens here, I will fight like hell to come back home, ❝3, 2, 1...❞ I promise you. [[Word count: 111,000-112,000 ]]
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