The Direction Games

This is is not what you'd expect from a Hunger Games fanfiction. And I like how my plot is diverse. This is pure rebellious, unusual action. districts you've never really heard of. The journey will be treacherous, I can tell you that much. It's simple. 24 tributes. 5 boys by the initals of z.m, h.s, l.t, n.h, and l.p. Don't assume this will be a regular Hunger Games this year. As for the Capitol, they are oblivious as of what is to come. Spys, new land, plot twists. This is the Direction Games.


12. Chapter 3 Liam's POV


District 2


*~Head Peacekeeper~*

At this point all of District 2 knew that the Capitol was turning on us. As if the ferocious Hunger Games wasn't enough the demonstrate their hatred towards the Districts. Was this truly necessary? Why would they feel the need to destroy their only resource of weaponry? If anything, our District has the closest bond to the Capitol, next the District 1, of course.

Then, Terra Valentina Ray had an idea. And no, I wasn't in her mind to tell you that. It was the way her eyes scrunched up and you could practically see the gears shifting. Her gaze led us to a rosy, stained-glass window on the side of the Justice Building. That was when I knew exactly what she had in mind. I picked up a silver ore from an abandoned wheel barrow (the owner probably joined the rampage) and pelted it right through the window. Roseate shards descended to the grass and that made everyone mute. "Oh. Liam Payne? Such a good citizen. Why would he do something like that?" I manifested the civilian's thoughts for them. I suppose Terra wanted to creep through the mutilated window herself but I wasn't having that. The bottom of the frame still had left-over fragments of glass as if it were a toothy shark.

"Keep everybody level-headed." I spoke to Terra and only once took my eyes off of her to peak at Miscelle.

A foot was fixed on the sill followed by another. I was making my descent when a knife-like wedge accessed the back of my thigh and cut not only my pant material, but the skin underneath it. I slumped down to the tile as it's ivory color turned crimson with blood. I couldn't give any attention to my afflictive thigh because what I was seeing took up my mind. More of those meddling scientists were gazing up at a monitor as if it was President Snow himself. What they were admiring was an aerial shot of the quivering Nut which quickly switched to a woman with neon green eyelashes the length of somebody's forearm. She had difficulty blinking which I could understand having what felt like stacks of paper glued to your eyes.

"Panem's largest arsenal erupts this afternoon right before District 2's Reaping. The Capitol's people that flown in including the Reaper and Gamemakers have been evacuated to the Justice Building. Peacekeepers are still figuring out how and why this mountain exploded in the first place. Officials say when discovering The Nut, there was not indication of a volcano. We have a count of 80 fatalities and unfortunately, more to come."

The Capitol was playing this hoax to Panem that they didn't know what happened, but in reality they're the ones that caused it. Sick. An official-looking man in white armor stood in the middle of the researchers with a sinister air suffocating his face. He had the attire of a solder but the ego of a victor. Head Peacekeeper, I concluded.

A subtle clanking sound echoed above me but it was soft enough that I knew it didn't want to be heard. I found that Miscelle was tapping at the glass pieces to separate them from the sill. After she was satisfied, she swayed one leg over like a cowboy, then the other, and finally she was crouched on the floor with me, and the obvious pool of blood.

"What the hell happened?" despite her best efforts to be silent when she entered, she paid no attention to be boisterous now. Why wasn't Terra the one to enter the building? It would definitely be less awkward. Despite her blatant voice, the Head Peacekeeper was too absorbed in his accomplishment to notice the two teenagers knelt in the corner.

I almost didn't realize Eyelash Lady had returned to the screen with how close in proximity I was to my ex. To her left was another shot of The Nut. Only now it has seemed to end it's tantrum.

"As you can see, The Nut's eruption has settled down. Scoring up a total number of 190 deaths." She almost snickers at the statement. Almost. She saves herself and directs the camera back to regular promos. Miscelle shook her head in an act of disturbance. It's not like we have any family to lose but...Terra.

"What is to make of the Reaping?" the scientist on the left questioned the Peacekeeper.

"The Reaping? We'll have it right here." Without showing any movement or emotion he says:

"The girl and boy in the back will do just fine."

(A/N): Guys! I'm back, baby. Had the rush of inspiration while watching Catching Fire. Also, is anybody interested in making a cover for me? Thanks c:

Peace out, girl scout.


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