The Fire Games. May The Odds Be Never In Your Favor. -- roleplay --

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    Bella heard the humming, too, but didn't think much of it. She fiddled with piece of her hair.

    Bella slung her backpack over her shoulder and hopped out of the tree without any objections.

    Bella backed away from the tree scanning it with her eyes for the nest.

    I fiddle with the small box as I try to figure out a stradegy, I could hide. I think, that would be easier for a girl my age. Sighing I get to my feet and suddenly, rain falls from the sky, thats a good sign. Smiling I reach my palm out a a drop of the rain touchs my palm and almost instently I pull away, shaking my hand, a burning sensation spreads where the drop had touched my skin, and I gasp. This is no ordinary rain, it's acid!

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    I heard Blake and Bella in a tree next to mine. I jerked upwards in suprise, and hit my head on a branch. "Aw wh- owww..." I mumbled, which didn't really come out as a mumble, more like a loud noise.

    Stumbling backwards, I fall onto my butt and suddenly realize, my things! Scramblign to grab the few things I have I continue to wince as the drips of scid shower my body.

    I look over. A Tribute! I raise my bow, staring her straight in the eyes. "If those Tracker jackers don't hurt you first, I will!"

    Bella looked over at the tribute as well. She had her knife ready in her hand.

    Jacob raced out and grabbed a back pack, he dashed towards the first spot of woodland in his eyes. He was one of the fastest runners back home.


    Elizabeth grabbed a bow and arrow set then dashed after the young 10 year old boy..Jacob, from district 3.

    Veronica quickly ripped out her bow and readied it with an arrow. "You kill me, I kill one of you. Hmmm.... not a good choice. I don't believe in killing, but I believe in revenge. Besides," She looked at Bella. "I can just move to the side when you throw a knife."

    "Besides, you guys might want me as an ally. I'm pretty useful and you two look pretty smart too." Veronica said, sincere and honest.

    Jacob heard Elizabeth behind him and kept runnig, he twisted and turned untill he lost her.


    Elizabeth stopped running after him.

    I cower under a tall oak tree, small acid drops slipping through the leaves, and I inch closer to the great tree, trying not to get hit by them.

    I look over at Veronica, Bella, and some other person I forgot the name of. His name is Blaire or something. I honestly don't remember, but I also honestly don't care. They look like they'd be easy kills, because they're not paying attention.. I'm sure a few people died in the bloodbath, but killing off these people would make me even closer to winning these Games. But if I kill, or even hurt, or I miss, the other two will come after me. And I remember my strategy to just keep away to stay safe. So I decide I'm not going to touch either of them. I swing the backpack onto my back, put my wooden spear in my left hand, and clench onto my two glass cups in my right hand. Then I slowly tiptoe away, trying not to make a noise. If they don't hear me, then they won't notice me because they're caught up in their conversation.

    Veronica heard leaves rustle. "One time," She whispered. "A kill in an instant." Veronica whipped around, and a girl sneaking up. She aimed and shot an arrow at one of the glass cups.