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Here's a little attempt at a Hunger Games fan fiction, enjoy. :3



The 43rd Hunger Games


CHAPTER ONE: May the Games Begin [Jake - District 7 Boy]

His heart pounded as the countdown began. "60, 59, 58..." He had no hope of winning. None at all. Some of the careers were actually smiling, excited for the games. But everyone else was standing, knees shaking as they waited. For the first 20 seconds or so his eyes had been fixed on the cornucopia. A huge mound of weapons and food. He was going there. At first he'd intended to run, but now that he saw them he knew he wouldn't be able to resist. "36, 35, 34..." He forced himself to look away from the pile. To his right was a collection of high mountains which towered over him. It would have a lot of places to hide, he thought. "19, 18, 17..." Not much time left. He looked to his left and saw a forest which seemed never to end. The thought of snakes and hidden traps made him shiver, and he looked away. "5, 4, 3..." He turned back to the cornucopia. "2, 1. May the 43rd Hunger Games begin!"
     Jake stood rooted to the spot. He saw the other tributes run. Some to the mountains, some the woods, and some to the cornucopia. He wanted to run but couldn't. He just stood there. Already he was seeing fights break out at the centre. The sight of this brought him back to life and he bolted towards the middle. He grabbed a water bottle and a torch and ran for the mountains. And not a second to soon, for as soon as he left the career pack completely took over the cornucopia, anyone who'd stayed in it would have been killed. He looked back and saw a girl swinging an axe down on someone, with a triumphant smile on her face. A scream followed. He saw at least 6 bodies, and there was the one who was killed by the girl. 7 dead, maybe more. He saw Erry, his District's girl, running towards the forests. So she was still alive.
     His heart continued to beat as he crashed through the bushes and rocks. He occasionally looked back, but somehow preferred not to know if he was being followed. Carrying the bottle and torch slowed him down a bit, but he went a good distance. After a while he looked back again, and saw a boy coming towards him fast. He had no intention of trying to fight him unless needed, so he just ran.
     The boy was gaining on him. He wasn't as tall as Jake, but he had a knife and Jake didn't. He realised to run would be no use, the boy would catch him and Jake would have no energy left to defend himself. He stopped, scanned the ground and spotted a small, fairly sharp stone. He scooped it up and turned to the boy. Jake saw a sudden look of fear in the boy's eye but it soon went away. A rock was no match for a knife. He held it up and threw it. The boy easily dodged but there were plenty more to choose from. He picked up another rock but now the boy had got close. Pain shot up from his arm as the knife hit it. Jake staggered back but managed to throw the rock. Another miss. The boy was about to make the killing blow when he heard something to his left and shot off in the opposite direction, leaving Jake alone on the ground. Jake heard voices near him and managed to drag himself behind a rock just in time.
     "Hey look, over there in the rocks!" They'd seen him, they must have. His body tensed as he waited for them to come charging towards him, but then Jake heard the same person say, "He's trying to hide in the grass." The boy laughed. He heard many feet ramming towards him. But then they went past him! He didn't dare to breath until their voices were a mere echo. It was someone else they'd seen. The boy. The voices were completely gone now and he risked a quick peak round the side of the boulder. A group of 3 walking in the distance, an alliance. He quickly brought his head back round and faced the other way. There, standing in front of him, a devilish smile on her face, was yet another tribute.


CHAPTER TWO: First Kill [Jake - District 7 Boy]

He was on his feet before he knew what was happening. Rocks scraped against him as he stepped backwards, away from the tribute. She had a spear in her hand, held just above her shoulders. The pointed head of the spear aimed at Jake's chest. Jake scrabbled over to the side just in time as it came zooming to wear his body had been a split second before. He pushed off from the rocks and bolted back towards the cornucopia. The wound in his arm caused tears to flow down his cheek, but he did not slow down. He stumbled over rocks and fell face first onto the ground. He cried out in pain but managed to pull himself onto his side, almost avoiding the spear. Almost. It grazed along his back, causing him to scream. The pain was unbearable, but he forced himself to keep going. He managed to dodge the next throw, and the next. He was tired and weak and injured and lying on the ground with no weapon. He kept going though. He managed to kneel up, not stand but kneel. The girl took this chance and threw the spear right at his head. jake ducked and felt wind brush over his head. He turned around and saw the spear, stuck into the ground just a couple of meters away. He stretched out his arm to reach it as the girl ran round him to get it. Jake stuck out his leg and made the girl trip. While she was down Jake pulled himself along a bit and grabbed the spear.
     It felt good in his hand and he smiled. He quickly thrust the spear at the girl. The girl hadn't expected it and didn't try to dodge as the spear stuck itself into her heart. The look of horror on her face was almost comical. She made a sort of groaning sound and fell to her back.
     His first kill. And probably his only kill, he thought. He had survived that attack by pure luck. And he'd barely survived it. He had even more injuries now, and wouldn't be able to fight another person off. He looked at the girl and tried to remember which District she was from. He remembered her vaguely from training at the Capitol. District Five seemed likely. He leaned over to take the spear out. He could barely fight with it, but it might scare some tributes away. As he pulled it out he saw her backpack. He hadn't noticed it before, he'd been more concentrating on the fact that she had a weapon which could end his life in a matter of seconds. He pulled the bag off and looked inside. Some string and dried fruit. Jake smiled. He'd lost the water bottle back at the rocks but had put the torch in his pocket. He put it in the girl's bag and slipped it onto his back. He was doing a lot better than he'd ever thought. He had light, food, a weapon. All he needed now was some water...
     He looked up at the sky and saw that the sun was beginning to set. He couldn't go back to look for the water bottle now, the Career trio were off that way. He was pretty close the cornucopia so he decided to head the other way, towards the forest. There was still some stuff at the cornucopia, but he kept his distance from it. Out in the open, he'd be an easy target. Jake decided the best thing to do would be to walk around it. A longer, but undoubtedly safer route.
     Jake was 16, but pretty small for his age. This would let him stay low and un-noticed in the trees. Erry was about his height, but only 14.
     As night finally fell Jake reached the woods. He wasn't a good climber and risked falling if he tried to get up a tree. Instead he found a group of bushed against a tree and pushed his way through. There was a small clearing in it and he managed to lie down. He put his bag down as a pillow and closed his eyes. They flashed back open again a couple of minutes later as he heard the Panem Anthem play. He looked up and saw the blazing light through the branches. Once the anthem was over he saw the faces appear with they're District number. First, the District 3 boy. Then the pair from 5, the pair from 6, then the boy from 8 and the girl from 9. After that came the girl from 10, both from 11 and both from 12. Erry had survived. But so had all the careers. He assumed the group he'd seen earlier where careers. But that was only 3, half the usual. He shrugged it off and decided to go back to sleep. 12 dead on the first night.
     He slept a long, dreamless sleep and didn't wake until late morning. His stomach growled as he rubbed his eyes. He opened them and saw the tree above him. He groaned, remembering where he was. He pulled himself up against the trunk and sat there for a while. There had been no disruptions to his sleep, the audience had had enough action yesterday. He hadn't expected to survive to Day 2, so he thought he'd done quite well. As he got up though, he felt the pain of his wounds. He'd need some treatment for them before they got infected. Capitol medicine. Sponsor medicine. But how on earth would he get a sponsor? You only get them for doing something really amazing, such as killing someone. He'd killed one the day before, but it hadn't gone very well. It was a horrible thought. To save himself he'd have to kill someone else, but that was how the Games worked. He'd have to go along with it.

CHAPTER THREE: Alliance [Erry - District 7 Girl]

She watched, eagerly as the silver parachute floated down from the sky. It landed and she walked over to it and picked it up, a grin on her face. She opened it up and took out a small loaf of bread. She smiled. It wasn't much but it was all she had. She'd run from the cornucopia, so had nothing and was getting hungry. Thirsty too. She hadn't seen any water since she got here. She didn't have a weapon either, so just kept to the shadows. After entering the forest she'd only seen 3 people. The pair from District 2 had strolled past early on. They'd both had backpacks, and one had a scary mace in one hand which had made her hold her breath and push back behind the tree. She'd also seen a scared little girl running past with a nervous expression. Erry could easily have killed her, but she wasn't like that. But now, after thinking about it, she realised it was probably a bad move. The girl wasn't going to win for sure, and it would be better for her to have a quick blow to the head with a rock than attacked by a pack of mutts or some other gruesome death.
     She nibbled a bit on her bread before putting it back in the parachute. She then carried it along in her hand. She was looking for Jake. They'd never met before the Games but she was District 7's girl, and Jake was District 7's boy. This made here sort of trust him. Then again, who knows what he's like. Still, she decided to keep walking. He'd seen him at the start, running towards the cornucopia. Then she caught a glimpse of him running for the mountains. So that's where she'd have to go. The mountains. And Jake might have water too. Erry was thirsty. The safest route to the mountains would be to take the long hike around the cornucopia, but she wouldn't make it. It was too far with no water. She would have to cross the cornucopia. Their were two problems with that. Firstly, careers often camp around there. Secondly, she'd be out in the open - an easy target. But there were also advantages. A quicker route to Jake and she might pick something up on the way. She was pretty sure there was still some stuff left over, and she could take her pick around that.
     She walked along a bit more before suddenly hearing a cannon. Another death. She'd spent the night in some high grass and didn't remember hearing any cannons then. So that made 13 dead, she thought. After the bloodbath she'd encountered no deaths personally, but had heard a scream the previous day from nearby, shortly followed by a cannon. She continued to walk, chances are the death was miles away. The walk tired her and the dehydration didn't help. After about an hour of walk back towards the centre she stopped to rest against a tree. As she rested she heard something from nearby. Footsteps.
     The sound grew and screams joined the sound. She jumped away from the tree and looked around, madly. She saw a small girl not far away shouting in terror. Erry could see the fear on her face. Her clothes were ripped and wet. Not far behind her was an older boy with an axe, swinging it crazily. He too, had raggedy clothes, but not as much as the girl. Erry recognised the girl as the one she'd seen earlier. She felt a sweep of sadness. The girl must be only 12 or 13, and now she was going to die by the hand of a vicious axe-weilding boy? Erry couldn't let that happen.
     She ducked down low and sneaked form tree to tree until the girl was running straight towards her. She waited for a few seconds until the girl was less than a meter away. Erry jumped out, grabbed the girl and pulled her behind the tree again. Erry shoved her hand over the girl's mouth to avoid any sounds and shoved her down into some bushes. She then followed her. The boy ran right passed, seemingly unaware that his victim had just disappeared.
     Once he was a fair distance off Erry signalled for the girl to be quiet and released her hand. The girl instantly backed away further into some bushes.
     Hurriedly, Erry said in a hushed voice, "Shh. It's okay. It's okay. Relax." The girl stayed still but still looked extremely anxious. "Maybe we can be allies, huh?" Erry said quietly.
     The girl nodded quickly, still worried. "Okay..."
     "So I'm guessing you're the girl from One?" The girl nodded. "Alright. Well I'm Erry, what's your name?" The girl made a muffled noise. "What's that?" Erry asked.
     "Saphire," the girl whispered.
     "Hey Sapphire, so are you alright?"
     Sapphire was quiet for a while then said, "My leg." Erry looked down and saw a deep gash in the girls leg, ripping through her trousers.
     Erry gulped, "Don't worry... it should be fine..." she lied.


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What do you think? You might not understand it all if you haven't read the book/watched the film. I'd like some feedback before I start the second chapter on writing style and stuff. Also some ideas for the plot would be nice.

Last edited by werdna123 (2012-04-28 12:09:54)