Nobody.07 - Page 8

"Well, that certainly is a twist to this twisted 100th Hunger Games! It seems that Seth Greenwalsh of District 4 had dropped his token, a marvelous seashell, off of his plate, detonating the bombs that lay beneath!" The District 4 girl, Atella, threw herself to her plate, her hands over her eyes, but her hands don't cover up the stream of liquid pouring off of her cheeks, or her shoulders shaking up and down in between her sobs and her harsh breathing. The careers stopped stretching and pract... Read Full Chapter

"Ladies and Gentlemen, the 100th Hunger Games are about to begin! This year we have..." The announcer's voice echo's throughout the arena. I let it drone on, the sound pounding in my body, ringing in my mind. I imagine somewhere far away, his voice his uninteligible over the shouts of millions of Capitol pedigree citizens. I look for the clock.

60 seconds. 59 seconds. 58 seconds...

I sigh, and decide to look around my surroundings. I'm shocked. I don't think this has ever been used before. ... Read Full Chapter

The training lady tells us about the different centers in the training room. Archery. Brute. Weights. Survival. Camouflage. Just as she tells us to "Go" I turn away from the Brute center, where the Careers all crowd around calling which sword they want. I head over to the archery station. I quickly give up after I see that there is no one worse at Archer, than me. I'm barely strong enough to hold the bow, let along pull have the tough, resistant cord. I almost start crying right then and ther... Read Full Chapter

It has been 25 years since Peeta and Katniss have stood on this very chariot. Looking at the Capitol crowd fiercely. Semmi has decided for us to bring it back for this Quarter Quell. Zorran is dressed in black pants, and a black tunic and armor looking thing. I'm wearing a black skirt that goes to my knees, paired with black leggings and boots. My own shirt is skin tight, also black, and paired with a black leather vest. We are each given a cape and we help each other put them on. Semmi comes... Read Full Chapter

(Aspen, the character telling story, has a known temper that causes her to say what she's thinking and feeling no matter what, it tends to come out when she is stressed out)


I slip into a small, light blue dress that is tight around my torso. It has a heart neckline, and from my waist, it poofs out slightly, giving me a small and innocent look. It's very cute! But it's kind of hard to breathe in it. The prep team does my make up, they do a mixture of light and dark blues with hints of white... Read Full Chapter