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The Hunger Games Introduction
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I hid in the shadows, watching, waiting, letting my fear hone my senses.

EJ was high up near the top of a tree, hidden by the boughs and leaves. His bow and night arrows slung across his back.
I looked up at the sky, trying to judge how long I had until the volcano would erupt again. I lightly touched the hilt of my sword, it's presence at my hip reassuring.

I frowned slightly as my stomach growled. I began to search for food. I spotted some berry bushes I recognized as edible and slipped over towards them. Spotting a young girl hiding among the bushes, I slowed, drawing my sword.

((She! She! She! Not He! XD))
I crouched, gripping the hilt of my sword so tightly my knuckles turned white. "Come on out of there!"
I crouched, gripping the hilt of my sword so tightly my knuckles turned white. "Come on out of there!"

I looked up at the tree and saw the archer. "Crap..." I grabbed a handfull of berries and fled, sheathing my sword so I could run faster.

EJ Luv Zombie wrote: "An arrow went sailing and landed a millimeter above her head. "Stop running, I have a proposition.""
I yelped in pain. I looked at the arrow. A lock of my hair had been caught by it, and was now pinned to the tree. I looked at the archer. "Well, you have my attention. What is this proposition?"
I yelped in pain. I looked at the arrow. A lock of my hair had been caught by it, and was now pinned to the tree. I looked at the archer. "Well, you have my attention. What is this proposition?"
Emily's speed kept increasing with every sprint she took. A golden sword she had retrieved was grasped into its shetahed which hung onto her belt. Emily's brown hair brushed up against her cheekbones as she moved quetly. The thirteen year old girl quickly dived into a hollow tree, panting nervously as she saw the group of people pass by who were running after her. Grunting, she held out her hand, feeling the blood fill up in her palm. Looking through her bag, she found a couple of leaves she found and began to chew on them, and spi them on her wound. Wincing, she tried to avid the stinging pain. Grabbing a bandage, she wrapped it around my wound, yet the worst pain she felt was the flashback of her killing one her rivals. Was he District 3..? I think so... Emily shuddered as she remembered how she stabbed his heart and watching his blood gash out. I didn't mean to be a killer... she sighed, trying not to cry overwhat she did. Shaking her head, she peered out. The coast was clear. Emily slowly scurried out of hiding and walked off. Seeing how it was almost close to sundown, she began to search for a place to sleep, and maybe steal some night goggles.
((I don't mind. Can I be from District 9?))

Climbs Up a tree up to about half way up. I sette my butt on two branches close together and pull my back pack off my back and set it carefully in between my legs. I open it quietly and pull out a bandanna that was filled with the berries from the bush I had been hiding in earlier. I set one on my tongue then close my mouth. I squeeze it up against the roof of my mouth.
{Sure, I'll be from District 10 xD}

I nodded. "That sounds fair." She held out her hand. "Mysterie O'Hara, from District 9."

Kristy smiles as the juice travels over her tongue savoring the taste then she swallows. She does that with about four more berrries then puts them away
"I don't know her. I saw her when I went to get some berries. They're ones I recognize from home." She went back over to the bush and popped a few berries into her mouth.
((Two bushes side by side, one is, one isn't?))
I spit them out. "You're certain?"
I spit them out. "You're certain?"


"THe ones in my left hand are fine. The ones in my right are poisonous."
"Oh, I see now! The dark ones remind me of the wild blueberries back home..."


I drew my sword, watching the woods warily.
((Can u post in Mythical one last time?))