“Let the fight begin!” Kowalski said into the microphone.
A roar of the crowd was released. I stood by my allies, Lilly and Yamcha, as all the others ran to their weapons. I ran out leaving them stranded. The fight had begun, and how could we win? Our team probably couldn't win. I picked up a spear, a bow and a quiver of arrows, and a battle ax. I ran back to Yamcha and Lilly when I was attacked by a girl with a light blue streaks in her hair. She was a white lemur named Lexii. She threw a spear at the back of my head, but I managed to dodge. I took my arrow and tried to shoot her, but missed and shot the lemur next to her, Julien. He went out with the arrow wedged in his heart, down for the count. She ran to accompany his. I threw Yamcha the spear, and Lilly the ax and took off for the woods. They followed and I climbed up a tree to spot victims. Two walked by, but I decided to let someone else kill them. Yamcha and Lilly tried to climb up the tree after me, but he just couldn't make it. Why were we picked for this fight? Why did Skipper make us fight to the death?
'Only one team could win...' I thought. 'Who will win?'
Lilly sat on the branch next to me. “Why did my husband made us fight to the death? Why did he?”
Yamcha climbed hastily up on next to me. “This is torture! It's like the freakin' Hunger Games here!”
I thought, 'Hunger Games? Maybe Blowhole hypnotized Skipper with making us all fight each other to the death like the tributes in the Hunger Games. But...Blowhole is on Candy and Doris's team! How could he risk his life just to kill us all?'
“If we don't make it...I hope we at least get brought back to life...” Lilly said. “Skipper would hate to see me die on live television, right?”
“Affirmative,” Yamcha answered.
'But again, he can be brought back as an android. Would the same happen to the dead?' I though again.
My face was red and I looked ready to pass out. “Mya are you alright!” Yamcha said holding on to me. I drowsily shifted around. Why? Why would I have to die? I fell into his lap and fainted.
“This isn't good!” Yamcha said shaking me. “Mya wake up! Please!”
Lilly looked at me. “Maybe we should just kill her. She would just slow us down anyway.”
“Kill her?” Yamcha asked. “You suggest we kill my wife?”
Lilly looked ashamed. “No I don't. Can't you just carry her?”
“I guess...It's for us and her own good.” Yamcha said.
They want to kill me? What kind of teammates are they anyway? My own husband wants to kill me? Wow...He must really hate me.
Late I woke up when I heard a scream. I was on Yamcha's back, but I don't know what could make that sound. It sounded like...like...
“Kitten!” Yamcha screamed. I knew it. It sounded like his favorite sister, Kitten. “Kitten! Kitten, where are you!” He screamed.
I opened my eyes and Lilly said, “Look Yamcha she recovered!”
He couldn't hear. He dropped me and ran after his little sister.
“Yamcha!” We heard her weakly scream.
“Kitten!” Yamcha screamed running as fast as he could.
Lilly and me looked in the direction he took off in. “I think we should think of a plan, Lilly.” I said.
“Yes, we should.”
I started to worry. 'I hope Yamcha can handle himself out there. I would commit suicide if he got killed.'
“Mya? The plan?” Lilly said breaking me from my day dreams.
“Oh yes.”
We made our plan. It was to distract the other tributes with songs, so they would suspect something. We would be high up in the tree, where not many penguins or animals could climb. When they least expect it, I would take an arrow and give them a fatal blow.
“Lets go.” Lilly said. She jumped from tree to tree until she spotted someone. I followed her into the tree on her left.
“Make me feel like I'm the only girl in the world!” Lilly sang.
The tribute looked around confusing. “Who is that?”
“Like I'm the only one you'll ever love!” She sang.
“Show yourself!” He said.
I positioned my arrow and plucked it when I noticed who it was. Jhordan.
I wanted to stop it, but how could I? Jhordan turned around and looked at the arrow rocketing toward him. It hit him right in the forehead and blood streamed out of the strike. Blood flowed from his mouth and layed dead, from my hands.
“Nice work My-” Lilly said. “What's wrong?”
“I just killed my husband's best friend...” I answered. “I'm a monster...”
“No your not...It leaves less to face right?” She smiled.
“Do you hate him or something?” I asked.
“Well no not really. He's a friend of mine.”
“What if that was Skipper?”
“I would kill my own self,” Lilly answered.
“Exactly.” I said.
We kept scouting, without Yamcha, and a scream let out. A high pitched scream of a little girl, most likely to be, Icicle.
“Icicle!” Lilly screamed. “Icicle where are you! Icicle!”
'Oh no...We have way to many friends to face here.' I thought.
“That took care of her..” We heard a voice say.
Me and Lilly climbed a tree as fast as we could. The killers walked right on by us, and we got a good look at them. Blowhole's team! They killed Icicle!
“Let me at them Mya!” Lilly said trying to jump.
I grabbed her flipper. “No, they'll be our last.”
“But I want REVENGE! They killed Icicle!”
“And probably Kitten and Yamcha...” I said.
“Exactly!” She said. “They're killing our love ones!”
“Later...” I said. “It will only leave us open for the catch if we killed even ONE of them. The others would scout us out for sure!”
“You have a point...” She said.
I thought that around the starting point would be some easy kills, so we decided to go their. On the way, screams of our loved ones came out, and we were all resisting to go to the trap by the three idiots. One scream left me paralyzed, trying to rethink who it was. It couldn't be Yamcha, could it? No way, he's got his spear. Right? Or did he ditch it like he did us? The scream came again. This time...I was sure who it was.
“MYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYAA!” The person screamed.
A roar of the crowd was released. I stood by my allies, Lilly and Yamcha, as all the others ran to their weapons. I ran out leaving them stranded. The fight had begun, and how could we win? Our team probably couldn't win. I picked up a spear, a bow and a quiver of arrows, and a battle ax. I ran back to Yamcha and Lilly when I was attacked by a girl with a light blue streaks in her hair. She was a white lemur named Lexii. She threw a spear at the back of my head, but I managed to dodge. I took my arrow and tried to shoot her, but missed and shot the lemur next to her, Julien. He went out with the arrow wedged in his heart, down for the count. She ran to accompany his. I threw Yamcha the spear, and Lilly the ax and took off for the woods. They followed and I climbed up a tree to spot victims. Two walked by, but I decided to let someone else kill them. Yamcha and Lilly tried to climb up the tree after me, but he just couldn't make it. Why were we picked for this fight? Why did Skipper make us fight to the death?
'Only one team could win...' I thought. 'Who will win?'
Lilly sat on the branch next to me. “Why did my husband made us fight to the death? Why did he?”
Yamcha climbed hastily up on next to me. “This is torture! It's like the freakin' Hunger Games here!”
I thought, 'Hunger Games? Maybe Blowhole hypnotized Skipper with making us all fight each other to the death like the tributes in the Hunger Games. But...Blowhole is on Candy and Doris's team! How could he risk his life just to kill us all?'
“If we don't make it...I hope we at least get brought back to life...” Lilly said. “Skipper would hate to see me die on live television, right?”
“Affirmative,” Yamcha answered.
'But again, he can be brought back as an android. Would the same happen to the dead?' I though again.
My face was red and I looked ready to pass out. “Mya are you alright!” Yamcha said holding on to me. I drowsily shifted around. Why? Why would I have to die? I fell into his lap and fainted.
“This isn't good!” Yamcha said shaking me. “Mya wake up! Please!”
Lilly looked at me. “Maybe we should just kill her. She would just slow us down anyway.”
“Kill her?” Yamcha asked. “You suggest we kill my wife?”
Lilly looked ashamed. “No I don't. Can't you just carry her?”
“I guess...It's for us and her own good.” Yamcha said.
They want to kill me? What kind of teammates are they anyway? My own husband wants to kill me? Wow...He must really hate me.
Late I woke up when I heard a scream. I was on Yamcha's back, but I don't know what could make that sound. It sounded like...like...
“Kitten!” Yamcha screamed. I knew it. It sounded like his favorite sister, Kitten. “Kitten! Kitten, where are you!” He screamed.
I opened my eyes and Lilly said, “Look Yamcha she recovered!”
He couldn't hear. He dropped me and ran after his little sister.
“Yamcha!” We heard her weakly scream.
“Kitten!” Yamcha screamed running as fast as he could.
Lilly and me looked in the direction he took off in. “I think we should think of a plan, Lilly.” I said.
“Yes, we should.”
I started to worry. 'I hope Yamcha can handle himself out there. I would commit suicide if he got killed.'
“Mya? The plan?” Lilly said breaking me from my day dreams.
“Oh yes.”
We made our plan. It was to distract the other tributes with songs, so they would suspect something. We would be high up in the tree, where not many penguins or animals could climb. When they least expect it, I would take an arrow and give them a fatal blow.
“Lets go.” Lilly said. She jumped from tree to tree until she spotted someone. I followed her into the tree on her left.
“Make me feel like I'm the only girl in the world!” Lilly sang.
The tribute looked around confusing. “Who is that?”
“Like I'm the only one you'll ever love!” She sang.
“Show yourself!” He said.
I positioned my arrow and plucked it when I noticed who it was. Jhordan.
I wanted to stop it, but how could I? Jhordan turned around and looked at the arrow rocketing toward him. It hit him right in the forehead and blood streamed out of the strike. Blood flowed from his mouth and layed dead, from my hands.
“Nice work My-” Lilly said. “What's wrong?”
“I just killed my husband's best friend...” I answered. “I'm a monster...”
“No your not...It leaves less to face right?” She smiled.
“Do you hate him or something?” I asked.
“Well no not really. He's a friend of mine.”
“What if that was Skipper?”
“I would kill my own self,” Lilly answered.
“Exactly.” I said.
We kept scouting, without Yamcha, and a scream let out. A high pitched scream of a little girl, most likely to be, Icicle.
“Icicle!” Lilly screamed. “Icicle where are you! Icicle!”
'Oh no...We have way to many friends to face here.' I thought.
“That took care of her..” We heard a voice say.
Me and Lilly climbed a tree as fast as we could. The killers walked right on by us, and we got a good look at them. Blowhole's team! They killed Icicle!
“Let me at them Mya!” Lilly said trying to jump.
I grabbed her flipper. “No, they'll be our last.”
“But I want REVENGE! They killed Icicle!”
“And probably Kitten and Yamcha...” I said.
“Exactly!” She said. “They're killing our love ones!”
“Later...” I said. “It will only leave us open for the catch if we killed even ONE of them. The others would scout us out for sure!”
“You have a point...” She said.
I thought that around the starting point would be some easy kills, so we decided to go their. On the way, screams of our loved ones came out, and we were all resisting to go to the trap by the three idiots. One scream left me paralyzed, trying to rethink who it was. It couldn't be Yamcha, could it? No way, he's got his spear. Right? Or did he ditch it like he did us? The scream came again. This time...I was sure who it was.
“MYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYAA!” The person screamed.
Name : Haku
Age : 19
Occupation : Hit Man
relatives : Unknown
Friends : Aurore, people in Fanpop and DeviantArt
Bio :
(im too lazy D: maybe tomorrow)
Facts :
likes :
being alone, weapons, killing spree.
dislikes :
being in a crowd, germs, girly stuff.
favorite color :
lavender, chartreuse green
favorite drink :
beer, cocktail, applejack.
favorite food :
pizza, sushi, fishcakes
phobics :
weapon of choice :
assault rifle, magnum handgun, sniper, rifle, AK-47 rifle
Age : 19
Occupation : Hit Man
relatives : Unknown
Friends : Aurore, people in Fanpop and DeviantArt
Bio :
(im too lazy D: maybe tomorrow)
Facts :
likes :
being alone, weapons, killing spree.
dislikes :
being in a crowd, germs, girly stuff.
favorite color :
lavender, chartreuse green
favorite drink :
beer, cocktail, applejack.
favorite food :
pizza, sushi, fishcakes
phobics :
weapon of choice :
assault rifle, magnum handgun, sniper, rifle, AK-47 rifle