Iris Herbe: Day 2

My eyes widened and I ran away from them, as fast I could, knowing I won't be able to outrun them. But how do you kill a tracker jacker? I don't know, because usually people just get poisoned and die. I'm not ready to leave the arena, when the games have barely started. I gritted my teeth, knowing what I had to do. I stopped and turned around, and held my knife in ready position. The first tracker jacker closed in, and I swung wildly, hoping to sever it's head from it's body. Instead I cut off one of it's wings, but a new one replaced it before it could even start degrading. I swung my knife in frustration, and dodged it's attacks, but nothing could stop it from attacking. "STUPID MONSTER! WHY WON'T YOU DIE?!" I screamed at it, though I knew it couldn't understand a thing I had just said. I can't end now, I can't! I'm better than this! I can't give in! But with this STUPID enhanced bee I'm doomed! I think, and tears start coming out of my eyes. No, not tears of sadness or joy, tears of frustration. Then the second tacker jacker closed in. "Great, now two fricken bees!" I yelled sarcastically. You see, I get frustrated when I concentrate too hard, or when something seems inpossible to defeat. That's one problem with me, I don't know how to handle my feelings well.

Blaze Hann Day 2

"Nothing yet." I said as my hair flowed down and my big brown eye's widened. "Someone's coming." I grabbed Riley and tried to pull him up a tree.

Riley Anders: District 13: Day 2

Riley woke. Someone was shaking him. He opened his eyes to see Blaze above him. "Hi Blaze," he croaked. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. "What did I miss?", he asked.

~Riley

Andrew: Day 2

When I heard the gong go off, I raced In front of the others over to the stuff. I guess I got lucky when they did tests on me I thought. I grabbed a crossbow, a small dufflebag, and a bunch of throwing knives. Then I turned and ran into the forest ,and hid.

Blaze Hann Day 2

Blaze got up. Morning time to... Oh Ya I am in the Areana. She looked down. Wow I must have climbed up a Tree to get some sleep. She saw Riley on the ground still sleeping. Her Allie.

"Riley." She shook him to wake him up.

(Tomorrow is my 1st day of school!!! RL)

Iris Herbe: Day 2

{Day 1}
I heard the gong and took off as fast as I could to the Cornucopia. Having the advantage of being sure-footed and really fast, I was one of the first people who got to the Cornucopia. I quickly scanned the place, and took a dark green backpack that was quite heavy, a silver bow and arrows, that I estimate to have 20 arrows at most, a belt that came with 7 knives, and night-vision glasses. When I turned around to run into the forest behind me, someone punched my gut, and I fell, only to get back up in a matter of seconds. I spotted him grabbing some stuff from the Cornucopia, and I threw a knife at him, and he dropped dead on impact. Then I looked to my right, to see someone watching me. I think his name was Torren, the boy from District 4. Suddenly his face contorted into something that was a mixture of pain, fright, and surprise. Blood splattered from his mouth and he dropped to the ground. Standing behind him was the small 12 year old boy from district 1, holding a knife. I fired an arrow at him, and pirced his heart, he fell right next to Torren. Wait, then Torren got up, he wasn't dead! he looked at me and smiled, probably for saving him from worse damage. I nodded and he ran off, blood still dripping from his mouth. Then I started running to the woods, where I could conceal myself for a while, so I could get my bearings and think this all through. I was just arriving to the woods when an arrow pirced my shoulder. I cried out in pain but I kept running. Another arrow whizzed by my head, missing it by only an inch. I turned around to find cara Tomas, the girl from 10, chasing me with an armful of arrows. I grabbed out the longest knife in my belt, and threw it at her head; It went a little lower than I had thought, because it severed her head from her neck instead. I threw up and ran to her, trying not to look at any of her. I grabbed her arrows and stuck them into my sheath, but I let her bow stay with her. I grabbe my knife and ran back into the woods. It had been about an hour since I had entered the woods, but there was no other sign of tributes, so I soon stopped and picked a place to rest. I had climbed a huge thick tree that had an opening about 20 feet up, which was great because the opening provided a small, tree-bark-like cave that was empty. I sighed in relief and went inside. I put my weapons at one side of the little cave, and then I sat down in the other side and looked through the contents of my backpack. It had contained a sleeping bag, lots of food, two jugs of water, and some medicine. I took the arrow out of my skin and rubbed the medicine on it. Then I examined my other cuts. There was a long cut that extended down the side of my left thigh, I had two cuts on my left cheek, and a giant chunk of skin was missing from my right shoulder. They were all bleeding, of course, so I wrapped tournaqets around them, but I was safe, for the time being. I decided to settle in early, and I fell asleep quickly.
~Iris Herbe

{Day 2}
I woke up in a cold sweat. I had just awoken from a nightmare I have a couple days every week. I don't even know why it's scary, or why I'm afraid of it, but I just am. I shook the dream off and examined the food I had. Nuts, berries, dried fruit, 6 turkey legs, and some leafy greens and vegetables, like lettuca, cabbage, carrots, broccoli. I decided to eat a handful of nuts and see how long it would last in my stomach. Then I cleaned off my bloodied weapons, and organized them into groups. I decided to go stock up on meat, so I put my knife belt on, and grabbed my bow and sheath, and looked out the entrance of my little hideout, in case someone else was to be scouring around this area. Nothing. So I climbed down the tree and walked around, never out of sight of my tree. A couple hours later I had killed a goose and four squirrels. That was enough for the day, so I decided to retire to my tree. I was heading back to it, but something stopped me in my tracks. Something was buzzing, an unusually large bee, maybe? Then I gasped. It must be a tracker jacker. I quickly took out a knife and spun around to see two tracker jackers flyng towards me.
~Iris Herbe

Zyll Madoxx: District 2: Day 2

Zyll woke up with a start. Her red hair was mussed and her blue eyes were out of focus. She shook it off and got up out of the hammock she had fastened herself out of vines. She packed up the hammock and stored it in her pack. She remembered that she had killed the girl from District 5 (a blow over the head with a super-strength water bottle to knock her out, then a quick dagger in and out in the chest) but the boy from the same District had given her a nasty cut on the leg.

She unwrapped the bandages to check the wound. It seemed to be healing nicely, but she put some cream on it just in case. Lets see, she thought. Who else had died? Oh! That delicate looking girl from District 3 and her partner. Zyll had dispatched the boy easily, but the girl had put up a strong fight until the boy from District 13-Riley, isn't it?-had killed her with an arrow to the neck.

Sighing, Zyll straightened up and repacked everything, then set off with her bow and arrow in hand and daggers available. She was going to try to kill some of the numerous birds in the

arena.

THE GAMES BEGIN!!!

The siren sounded. The Games were on! The Cornicopia was full of tributes running, fighting, and grabbing packs. At the end of the day, the score stood thus:

If a person has an X in parentheses next to their name, it means that their virtual self has been killed and that they will no longer be competing in the Hunger Games. The knocked out tributes (known as KO tributes) will watch the rest of the Games with Sean Marcus, the commentator, and also give interviews and answer questions on their performance.

At the end of the Games, when the winners are announced, some of the KO tributes will win small awards, for things like "best male/female ally" or "most skilled with a bow and arrow".

-District 1:

Essa Edison (X)

Ian Martin (X)

-District 2:

Zyll Madoxx

Nick Kennedy

-District 3:

Meren Smithson (X)

Chris Walters (X)

-District 4:

Tessa Senderson

Torren Edison

-District 5:

Melanie Rodgers (X)

Ben Williams

-District 6:

Jessie Waters (X)

Spencer Harding (X)

-District 7:

Gabrielle Howard (X)

Mason Edwards (X)

-District 8:

Sapphire Harrison (X)

Tim Hendrix (X)

-District 9:

Leigha Jedson

Owen Knox

-District 10:

Cara Tomas (X)

Keaton Raymond

-District 11:

Iris Herbe

Andrew Goffear

-District 12:

Faye Adams

Cooper Lloyd (X)

-District 13:

Riley Anders

Blaze Hann

Tributes left: 14

KO Tributes: 10

Aptitude Tests

You walk into the room, your palms sweating, your stomach housing what feels like giant mutant butterflies. The sponsor rise from their seats as you enter. "Good day," says an elderly man, the oldest there. You nod nervously to him and the others, then take your place at the starting line.

"Let's see what you can do," says the old man. You begin.

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Interviews!

The president of Panem, Katniss Everdeen, took her place to announce the tributes' entrance to the arena. "First, we have District 1!" she said loudly. The District 1 tributes waled out to dazzling lightbulbs and deafening applause. "Now District 2!" It went on like this until the District 13 tributes were standing with the rest, and it was time for interviews.

Sean Marcus, the announcer for the Games, took a seat in his chair. "Hello everyone and welcome to the 93rd Annual Hunger Games!" he said, with a smile on his face. "And now, a few questions for our lovely tributes!

Q#1: Who do you hope will be watching you back at home?

Q#2: What do you think some of your advantages will be in these Games?

Q#3: If you win, what will you do with your winnings?

Alright, that's all folks!"

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The Reaping!!!

The various mayors across the districts gathered to announce the tributes.

District 1: "Essa Edison and Ian Martin."

District 2: "Zyll Madoxx and Nick Kennedy."

District 3: "Meren Smithson and Chris Walters."

District 4: "Tessa Senderson and Torren Edison."

District 5: "Melanie Rodgers and Ben Williams."

District 6: "Jessie Waters and Spencer Harding."

District 7: "Gabrielle Howard and Mason Edwards."

District 8: "Sapphire Harrison and Tim Hendrix."

District 9: "Leigha Jedson and Owen Knox."

District 10: "Cara Tomas and Keaton Raymond."

District 11: "Iris Herbe and Andrew Goffear."

District 12: "Faye Adams and Cooper Lloyd."

District 13: "Riley Anders and Blaze Hann."

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Central Panem

Central Panem is in the center of Panem, where the Capitol used to be. This city is big, bright, and welcoming.

District Thirteen: Military

Weapons are produced in District 13, along with it being the center for military training.

District Twelve: Mining

District 12 mines all the resources Panem needs. There are several quarries in this district.

District Eleven: Agriculture

Agriculture is abundant here. They have many fields, orchards, and farms.

District Ten: Transportation

District Ten constructs transportation throughout the other districts, and invents new ways to get to other countries in the world.

District Nine: Architecture/Construction

In District 9, architects design beautiful buildings and the construction workers make them a reality.

District Eight: Weaving

The weavers of District 8 create beautiful patterns and colors on their looms.

District Seven: Music

The musicians of District 7 write and perform beautiful melodies with their instruments and voices.

District Six: Power

District Six is dotted with windmills and solar panels. They generate safe, clean energy for all the districts.

District Five: Wildlife

District 5 are animal whisperers. From aardvarks to zebras, these people can earn the trust of any animal.

District Four: Fishing

District 4 are awesome fishers. Their district is along five huge lakes, so they have plenty of opportunity to fish.

District Three: Technology

District 3 is all about technology. Computers, robots, anything technical.

District Two: Medicine

District 2's specialty is medicine. Their doctors are the best in Panem, and help people from all districts.

District One: Luxury Items

District 1's main job is producing luxury items, such as these gold bracelets.

The Story

The rebellion changed everything.

A great force, all the districts, led by exceptional children: Ayla Cetteras, Katniss Everdeen, Peeta Mellark, Robert Goffear, Peter and Jade Hann, Zelia Carr, Aria Clark, Ava Adams, and Faith Brooks (more can be added if necessary) stormed the Capitol. For once, the Capitol was powerless. They surrendered. And things changed.

Seventeen years later, Panem had changed. The Districts had been rebuilt, District 13 had been added back into the mix, and each sector now had a governor, who spoke for them. The leader of Panem lived in Central Panem (or CP), the place that had once been the capitol.

This leader was a person of exceptional skill and talent: one who had survived the Hunger Games twice over: Katniss Everdeen.

With the combined force of all the districts, scientific advancements were made, and technology blossomed. So the Hunger Games were reinvented. But they would be different this time...

Each tribute was fitted with a simulation of themselves, virtual them that had the same skills and attributes. Each tribute was picked a month before the games: just time enough for their simulation to be created. For the tributes, the games began in the sim rooms, where they stepped into beds that allowed them to connect with their alter ego.

They felt the Games, lived them like they weren't lying in beds. But when the death blow came, the tributes did not die, only their simulation did. So there was no real danger, and of course, because everyone loves a good Hunger Games:

Let the Games began!