48th Annual Hunger Games

I wrote this fan fic with my BFF Izzy. Its a Hunger Games fan fic. Big Time Rush is in this, but if you hate them, like me, you will love what happens. One Direction is in this too, of course. Plz read. Enjoy!


8. Another Fight

Harry's P.O.V.


I grab my bow and my spear. I start to climb down the tree. My spear still has Carlos blood on it. Gross.

"What do you want Isabel?"

I ask. I have my bow loaded. I am ready to shoot. I have my spear too. I'm ready to kill her. I've always hated her. I will get my revenge on her and her dumb boyfriend. Who would start dating someone when their fighting to their deaths in the Hunger Games? That's my question.


Izzy's P.O.V.


"Don't. Call. Me. That!"

I yell.

"I've got a lean mean killing machine that's killed most of the people in this arena in my hand, plus your hand. How are you gonna shoot a bow with only one hand Harold?"

I ask. I smirk.

"I'll tell your friends you went down fighting."

I say. I smile. I have a knife clipped to my belt, and night lock in my backpack. I'm prepared.


Harry's P.O.V.


"What's so bad about me calling you Isabel, Isabel. I bet you didn't even tell that looser what your real name is."

I say pointing at James.

"And I can shoot."

I say. I'm not afraid. Well, I am a little, but that's not the point. I grab my spear. I'm ready to fight. I'm not gunna die. I'm going home. More people care about me than her. I've got millions of dedicated Directioners that are probably crying their eyes out because they think I'm gunna die. And a lot of those Directioners don't even live in Panem. They love all around the world. One Direction is the most popular band since the Beatles. I'm going home to get my old life back with my world tours, concerts, albums, interviews, music videos, and I never my Directioners. An the boys. I'm gunna kill Izzy so I can go home.


Izzy's P.O.V.


I take my sword and flip his spear out of his hand. It flies in the air and I catch it.

"You only have one hand, how are you gonna shoot?"

I ask.

"And leave James out of this. "

I say sternly. I twirl his spear in my hand to get the feel for it. I like using a spear but my number one weapon is my sword. I get my sword ready. I'm not scared. I'm ready to kill this loser. He can't fight with only one hand. I'm still proud of myself for cutting it off.

"So Harold have you been on a hunt looking for your hand?"

I ask with a smirk.

"I'm gonna kill you!"

He yells.

"Oh would you like EZ Death or slow and painful death, I can do either."

I say with a smile


Harry's P.O.V.


"Oh I'm not gunna die. You and your idiot boyfriend are. I'm not going down. I'm going back home no matter what."

I say. I grab a spear and throw it at Izzy. It slices her arm pretty deep. It starts gushing blood. I laugh as she falls to the ground in pain. I pick my spear back up. I hold my spear over her.

"Any last words to your stupid boyfriend?"

I ask. I laugh at this. She dropped her sword when she fell and its too far away from her so she can't reach it. She is defenseless. Unless James can do something but he can't. He's too weak.


Izzy's P.O.V.


I see black spots. I quick think of my training.


I yell I swing my arm. My blood gets in Harry's eye. James comes running. I quickly get up and grab my sword. I limp over to Harry.

"Veni Vidi Vici"

I mutter, as I stab my sword into his arm.

"I was always better than you Styles."

I say. James grabs his neck and gets ready to snap it.


Harry's P.O.V.


I push them off of me. I see someone running towards us is the girl from District 9. She tackles Izzy and James. I jump up.


I tell her. Izzy takes her sword and kills her. Her cannon fires. I'm really scared now. I grab a spear to defend myself. I think I'm gunna die. I'm won't let that happen though. I have to get home. I want to go home and I will. I'm gunna kill Izzy and James. That's what I want to do.


Izzy's P.O.V.


My arm is bleeding. Bad. I ran after Harry. I was slow because of my leg but I caught up. I tackle him and James takes his weapons.

"You only have one hand. You can't beat the lean mean killing machine!"

I say. I cut a slit in his back. I think about cutting his other hand off. Instead I take my sword and cut his foot off. I smirk.

"Oh look, a footless and handless wonder!"

I say with a laugh. James and I smile while we watch Harry suffer.


Harry's P.O.V.


My leg hurts so much. This is awful. My back is cut and my foot was cut off. I hate Izzy. I hate James. They're so stupid. Why would they cut my foot off? I can barley walk! There are five tributes left alive. I only have to kill four. Then I will win and get help for my leg. A parachute falls from the sky for me. I grab it. It's painkiller and food. I take the painkiller and eat a couple bites of food. Then I make sure Izzy isn't following me. She isn't.


Izzy's P.O.V.


I stumble to the cornucopia. I look inside and I find gladiator armor and a shield. I put it on. I stand by the cornucopia and I put a gash in it. I smile. I want Harry to be dead. My arm stopped bleeding, it just hurts though. I smile as I think of how James and I are gonna win.

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