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  I looked around. This wasn't right. Nothing was right. It was weird, finally being able to see past ten blocks without a building in your way. New York City an hour ago was filled with buildings and people. It as strange feeling like the last person on Earth and yet, a strong possibility. Let me start from the beginning. This morning that is. I get up out of bed and went through the morning routine. Brush my teeth, get dressed, Shove little to no food in my mouth and go to the nearest subway station. I got off three stops later and look at the messages on my phone. One was from my Mom saying "Maximus, I love you! Have a great day! :-)" I de

I looked around to see nothing but ruined buildings, deterealized trees and abondonned homes. And that was just in New York. Just thinking about the rest of the world and what that monster (what was its name?) had done. I couldn't believe that i was ok. That this small blob had saved me. It talked. I kept on looking at it. it was something out of my imagination. That exactly too. was this my fault? had my world been destroyed by a monster who came out of my computer because i had simply thought of it? Devastated was an understatement. I talked to this blob about what had happened and what it had done. He had a tattered ninja head band and mas

Lixa: I walked back to the plains, having to pass through the frieghtful city, where there isn't a place to hid. I had done the right thing, by telling him not to trust Alythea. I'm fairly certain that was the right thing to do. I like Ty and i'm fighting for his cause. and to think, if i had killed Zappa on the spot only a day ago. I guess i got lucky she saw and i didnt. Then again maybe she was planning on stabbing me after she threw a shirikan at the girl from three. I can still remember how it stuck in her head. Dead center forehead. Zappa looked a little surprised at her accuracy but this made her look extremely well to Panem. In that m

THe artifical sun fills the arena with a gentle light. My eyes open quietly and look around, to see if any airships have taken Alythea or Zane. They were still sitting in their own leaf-made hammocks. I give ALythea a doubtful look. I was surprised that Zane had let her into the posses. But he must have a decent reason. I like Zane. He seemed like a good leader and had his priorities straight. He was willing enough to help me get back to Lilly so of course i'm grateful towards him. I trust him. I don't know why but i do. I lean foward to get a look at the senery. I could see the city. Past that, it looked virtually like nothing. Maybe it was

The lone wolf and I run for a while until we get to an open area surrounded by trees. He looked around and then looked up. If we climbed into the trees, then that should be enough coverage for now. He must've been thinking the same thing. He gave me a nod that we could drop our packs and check out supplies. "I'm going to assume that we will be sharing our supplies." The wolfboy said calmly, it almost seemed like he had the entire games figured out already. "Well tell me your name first and we'll see." I said, cunningly enough to get a slight smile from him. "The name's Zane Macmen." He held out his hand, in which i gave a firm shake. Nice gr

The light shines through the window at nine. It's time to get up and face the music. I get into the clothes that had been laid out for me. The typical Hunger Games clothes. a spandex shirt, a jacket and baggy pants that seemed to fit like jeans. I look at my clothing and figure out how i can use it in the arena. Maybe even figure out what the enviroment would be. I head out to the main area of the hotel room and there are doctors in the room with two needles that looked like twenty-first centuary hot-glue guns. They push the substance in Zappa and they notice me. They motion me to come over. "Don't Worry. They're only putting in a tracking s

Ten minutes before the ceremony starts and i still have no idea what im about to wear. Geo made it clear that we were not to find out ten miutes before but literally the last second before going out. I give an exasterbated sigh. I look at Zappa whos hair is put up in a curly bun. My hair was was curved up at the front but untouched in the back. We were both wrapped in towels with the number seven on it. The only thing we were wearing other than this dumb towel was golden ankle and wrist bracelets. "Look Zappa, i think its important that we at least semi befriend each other before going into the arena." i said, skeptical but none the less dete

Sunlight fills my room as it turns about 9:30 in the morning. I hear a rapping on my door. I groggily open my eyes, letting the bright white light in the darkness that encased my head. I get up slowly and swing my legs around and off the bed. I open the door to see Beute. Her hair was styled as a flower. Her tips were yellow and it gradually got darker to a black, kinda like a sunflower. Her dress was slim and a shiny green. She was indeed a flower. She was in a cheery mood and was letting the world know "Morning Ty!" She said with a smile, knowing my tough situation. I mummbled some sort of greeting to her. "It's time you got dressed, we're

80th Hunger Games Chapter 1 "Zappa Trine!" The District Rep. said into the dense, sounding microphone. Ah yes, the day of the reaping of the Hunger Games. Like it's suppose to be a big thing because its the 80th one, with 80 winners, district 7 only having 6 but only one living. That would be Ayela Masters, winner of the 68th Hunger Games. She won almost out of default when two kids killed each other at the same time. But she's given credit for surviving the longest, so therefore the winner. ALthough she was a gruesome killer from what i remember. i was only 5 at the time. This is my fifth reaping, putting five little papers with my name in

Chapter 11 Thoughts I walk into E.J.'s house and I pause. I hear nothing. I feel nothing. I walk into E.J.'s room. A cloud of smoke hits me in the face. I look down at the very stoned E.J., whose holding a joint in one hand. E.J. had smoked around me plenty of times, I didn't really care for it. "Hey…hey man. Who…how was it man. Did you get ass?!" he laughed hysterically at the fact he said ass. I just looked at him. His face deepened in color as he realized what had happened. I stared at the joint. He saw what I was looking at and grinned. Almost like I had been before. He held it out to me. I stared at it some more until I took