The Fire Games

One hundred years ago, there was a time known as the Dark Days, a war that began the Hunger Games. Twenty five years ago, a change happened. The Games turned around. Capitol children are Reaped now. There is now a new name for the Games. The Fire Games.


9. Broken Alliance

     It's amazing that I have gotten this far. Kade too. I thought that by now, we would both be in a wooden coffin, having our families weeping over our corpses. Instead we are in the final four. Should I question it?

     It's an unspoken agreement. The next time a cannonball is heard we split up. One half of me hopes it will come soon. The other wishes that there will never be another one. That the remaining tributes will gather in front of the Cornucopia and throw their weapons down. Refuse to fight.

     "Ragi, I found the slingshot."

     "Great," I reply, partially not caring. This morning, Kade suggested that we search for the slingshot he lost on the first day when he was chasing after my unconscious, tumbling body. All I want to do is to go back to the Cornucopia and await the next cannonball. Whether it belongs to someone else, or me.

     "Should we try hunting agian?

     "Maybe after we treat our ammo with the Nightlock juice."


     Kade steps out from behind a bush with large bumps over his neck, hand, and lips.

     "Oh my. Kade! What in Panem happened?"

     "It's nothing. Tracker jackers. I'll live."

     "Maybe. Tracker jackers are lethal. You could die, Kade. Kade! Look at me!"

     He looks up from the ground, and stares at me with the intensity of a thousand suns. I begin to wonder if he is hallucinating yet, or if he is just angry at me for telling him he could be wrong.

     "Kade. Let me play nurse just this once. Or at least let me take the stingers out. Kade, this is serious."

     Suddenly, he snatches the crossbow out my hand and pushes me down to the rocky ground. He aims it at the heart.

     Not my heart, though. Terrick's. He shoots, causing the cannonball to fire a deafeningly loud blast of sound.

     Kade searches the body, finding an unopened package of dried fruits, which he throws at me along with my crossbow.

     "Run." He growls.

      I obey. My brain has twenty billion things going through it. Only one thought truly matters though.

     The broken alliance.

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