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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:07 am

HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOO!Smile
Found out that I didn't get it wrong, it was my username, haha! oooops :s
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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:15 am

silly Lucy!:p
I've missed you.
How've you been?Surprised<3
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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:16 am

I missed you too:')
I've been good thanks you?
Kirstens coming on too Very Happy <3
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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:19 am

I'm really sorry, both of you. I feel terrible. But, I will make it up to you. I will post for you; that's if you want it? Hahahahaha<3
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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:21 am

of course we do Kirst and we all have to, haven't been on in ages!Surprised <3
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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:22 am

Sarah's gone missing Surprised
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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:24 am

Now so has Kirsten.....Surprised
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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:26 am

okay, so I'm just going to post everything I have. Parts one, two and three are recaps. And then part four is brand new, for you guys hehe! Yaaaay!

Tributes:
1. Cato
1. Morgana
2. Tori
2. Nimueh
3. Marvin
3. Guinevere
4. Finnick
4. Isolde
5. Arthur
5. Chloe
6. Jonathon
6. Nelly
7. Merlin
7. Johanna
8. Aston
8. Colette
9. Oritse
9. Vivian
10. Chaz
10. Tilade
11. Gwaine
11. Lucinda
12. Peeta
12. Katniss



One.

I walked in the room with my District teammate, Colette, she was in her late thirties with two kids. I felt the deepest regret for her. I promised myself that if I won the Hunger Games I would do everything to make sure her children were safe. All I need to remember through it all is to be me.
I'm Aston. I'm twenty four. I swear to not trust anyone in the Games. They are all victors too. They are all ruthless killers too. They will stop at nothing and so must I.
“If you want to survive in the games you're going to have to learn four basic skills. The other skills are optional. You have three days. Show us your best.”
I shot straight round to the shimmering pocket of knives that caught my eye as soon as we'd walked into the training arena, I was fascinated by knives ever since I got my first one when I was ten, just to get small game at first. Being from District Eight textiles is in my blood but enough about blood.
I gripped my hand around the brown swirled handle on the end of the blade. Focusing my eye on the skull of the practice dummy whilst steadying the blade in position to throw. I put the other two blades in my other hand before throwing the three a split second between each other. Bang! Bang! Bang! When the third knife hit, the dummy fell with the blades slicing the head, stomach and where the eye would be. A slow and single clap emerged from one of the Game Makers, I looked up and a small grin tugged on the edge of my mouth. I felt myself being watched by a few of the other tributes.
“Aston, right?” I turned around to be greeted by a tall man with intriguing, green eyes. “District Four, Finnick.” He introduced himself, I smiled politely in return. A younger man behind him with deep, blue eyes and fluffy, blonde hair snaked in and stuck out his hand for me.
“Arthur, District Five.” He accompanied his introduction with a cheeky grin. I scratched the back of my neck in confusion; wondering why all the sudden commotion.
“I know it's a bit early for allies...” Finnick started nervously before he was interrupted by a loud chirpy bell followed by a wicked voice.
“Tributes this ends your training session for today.”
“But it was only fifteen minutes...or less!” Morgana replied angrily, her dark hair flowing down her back but her green, angry eyes kept a fix glare on me but then again, she was from District One.
I made my way slowly back to my room where I saw both tributes from District Twelve confiding together on a serious matter. I smiled generously at the pair as a greeting. The young male, Peeta, repayed the gesture with his equally happy smile whilst the young female, Katniss, simply flicked the sides of her lips upwards slightly. I proceeded on my way to my room when I felt the pair's eyes watching me closely. I span round quickly on the back of my heels to see they were both following me.
“Can I help you?” I asked with the kindest tone I could give since I really wanted to catch up on some sleep, not having rested for the last three nights can get to you.
“Maybe,” Katniss replied. “I don't think we've properly met yet. I'm-”
“I know who you are.” I sighed before turning my back on the two and making my way down to my room again.
“We just wanted to say that Haymitch wants to see you!” Peeta shouted after me causing me to stop in my tracks. It has been a long time since I've heard that name. What does that man want now?
“What does old Haymitch want then?” I asked. I was now interested in the District Twelve pair, they had a lot more to offer me.
“Go to him and find out.” Katniss replied, sharply. I looked deep into her grey eyes. I wondered what she was thinking. Probably not to trust me. I suppose I don't look the most trustworthy of people.
“And where would he be exactly? Wherever there is alcohol?” I laughed to myself and Peeta gave me a serious look.
“He's waiting for you in your room.” Peeta sighed but still seemed quite content. Maybe because he thought these were his last few days of being alive or being with Katniss.
“So if he's waiting for me there and he wants to talk to me...Why did you two stop me to tell me?” I began to get bored of the District Twelve's, I had to dig for information and the information I got was very little. I wish they weren't so secretive.
“To warn you,” Katniss whispered quickly. “He's going to try and make you allies with us.”
“And that's bad?” I felt slightly offended.
“No!” Peeta said, strongly but at the same time Katniss chirped a small, “Yes!” I rolled my eyes and turned around to see Haymitch leaning against the door frame. An almost empty bottle in his hand. With his free hand he moved his blonde, straggly hair out of his face before giving a small wave at me and a stern look at Katniss.
“Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaymitch!” I sang, happily and went over. “It's been so long.”
“Yeah, I know Aston and I'm sorry about what happened with your family. I should've tried to come by and see if you were okay.”
“You couldn't of. I'm in Eight.” I sighed, sadly. Haymitch nodded.
“Nice work today by the way. It's all the Gamemakers are talking about.” Haymitch grinned before walking away. I gave a brief nod to the stunned couple behind me before getting to my room.
I fell onto my bed and all my worries just disappeared. I began to feel light headed and it wasn't long before I was swept away into my sub-consciousness. I woke up and I am falling through my bed. I am falling under the floor and now under the ground. I keep falling. I grabbed onto nearby things to slow it down or stop my fall but nothing worked. No matter how hard I tried it wasn't good enough. Then I woke up again with a thud on the floor.


Two.

Noticing my door was open when I woke up was the first sign I should've seen as worry. Nevertheless, Aston Merrygold doesn't fear anything but fear itself. I assured myself it was probably just a draft in the night. I went into the excessively luxurious bathroom filled with many coloured gels and items that I had no idea what to do with and showered. Once I arrived back into my room, covered by a white towel, there were clothes layed out on my bed. Slipping into my training gear, which consisted of tight, smooth trousers, a baggy tshirt and a streamlined jacket, I ruffled my hair and left for breakfast.
I've never seen so much food in my life. Eight isn't the poorest of Districts but we know that a little can go a long way. I have to force myself to slow down from eating at the table as I am attracting attention from my stylist, escort and mentor. Colette avoids my eyes. I think nothing of it. Our mentor, Jas, isn't the best. He won purely because of the fact he survived the longest without food. The arena was a desert that year. Boiling in the day, freezing at night. You have to give him some credit, after all, he won The Hunger Games.
“I want you to be weary of One, okay, Aston? The strong boy and the evil looking girl.” Jas cornered me after breakfast.
“Don't worry about me.” I replied sternly but what I meant was I didn't need any help from someone who had won years ago. It was tougher now that magic was involved.
Jas smiled but it didn't reach his eyes, as if he could hear my thoughts. “You'd be wise not to ignore me. Just don't trust them.”
“Jas,” I smiled back. “I don't trust anyone.”
“We both know that isn't true. You trust Haymitch. So, you trust Twelve. And Finnick and Arthur seem interested in you-.”
“I don't need your help!” I interrupted, angrily. I just want to do things my way. Why can't he see this? I don't need some old man's help.
“Aston, please. You could win, you know.”
Then I realised. It isn't about winning. All you win is a life time of regret and nightmares without an escape. Winning isn't being free; being free is death. Would I rather die than give The Hunger Games a try? 'You could win'. I could win. Or I could die a fool. Or I could win and forever be haunted by the people I murdered in the Capitol's entertainment. No. I'm going to do this my way. Not Jas's. Not the Capitol's but mine and I won't lose myself along the way.
I forced myself another smile, “Sorry, Jas. I didn't mean to snap.”
“It's okay, I understand.”
He doesn't understand. No one understands.
“Thank you.” I reply before excusing myself and going down to the training area for Day 2.
The excitement of yesterday has died down but Morgana's glare is still strong. I feel her eye's scream that she hates me. For some reason this gives me some sort of pleasure in the fact she pays so much attention to me. It makes me feel more confident. That I could win if she's worried about me being in her way. Her partner, Cato, doesn't seemed to bothered about me. He seems to have his eye on the skinny, tall boy from Seven: Merlin. I know instantly by looking in his direction that he is familiar with magic. I wince a little. I am no match for magic and I expect he isn't either, I'm just assuming that he has encountered it before. There are a lot of attacks in Seven by magic. Maybe, it would be a good idea to be allies with him. If there was anything magical in the arena perhaps he could use his expertise.
What am I thinking? I'm better off on my own. No debts to be owed and no one to worry about. I take a last glance around the room to see Katniss's eyes fixed on me. It isn't like Morgana's or the way Cato looks at Merlin. It is more of an awe. She quickly recovers herself from her daze and I grin back, seducingly. She goes a pale pink on her cheeks and looks away. I feel Peeta's jealousy burning into the back of my skull. I stop looking at Katniss and go back to my room.

Three.

Today is the final day of training then we're off to the arena and I still don't have a gameplan, any tactics, guidance, sponsors... Nothing.
I'm as good as dead, literally.
I go down to the training area early. I'm first. Going straight to the plant unit. Berries, ivy, bushes, trees, leaves. What's poisonous, what can kill you painfully, what can kill you easily, what can help you survive for a few days. I tried to concentrate. Tried. Honest. But would you be able to focus if you knew in a few days you would be dead?

•*•

“Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four,” the voice echoes throughout the arena. Chills go through my entire body. I'm shaking. I practice my breathing in time with the countdown. My eyes are glazed over and I can't see. A merge of green and blue and I have one thought in my head to run. I spot the rucksacks and shiny weapons. My eyes flicker to them for a moment but I must remember to stay on task. I refocus my eyes and mind. “Three, two, one!” My ears blank out, an unnecessary sense. I don't need to hear. I just need my legs and my eyes. My heart is set on the knives. My brain is set on getting to cover.
Regrettably, I run through the sand, through the shallow water and into the forest. I keep running. I must've ran for an hour or so before I rest. I sit down on a branch to catch my breath it's then I realise I was stupid. I have nothing! Nothing to protect me or keep me alive.
I hear a branch snap from behind me. I gulp, loudly, I thought I was safe. I turn around slowly with my fists blocking my face. Damn squirrel. Stealthily, I catch it, kill it and start cooking it. After, I stomp out the fire and cover it with some dry leaves and walk in a completely different direction. Night is quickly approaching but I am nowhere near tired. No, this is when I will play the game instead of the game playing me.

NEW PART! YAAAAAY!

Four.

It soon dawns on me that I haven't seen a single tribute yet since the bloodbath and I get a strange feeling. Is it guilt? What would I have to be guilty about? Maybe it's just that I'm hungry? But I had the squirrel only a few hours ago.
I'm being followed.
I decide to find out who it is, discreetly, I pretend to be tired and in need of sleep. I set up a place to rest then gently close my eyes. Expecting an attack; my body is tense and my mind is frightened. A few minutes pass and nothing happens but I still feel as if I'm being watched. I've seen this happen to tributes before; they go insane with paranoia. I have to ignore these feelings and carry on with finding someone.
I get up and start to move on when I hear a faint twig snap. It's just a squirrel, I think to myself, just a squirrel. Except it wasn't a squirrel and deep down I knew that. I saw him first before he saw me. It was that Seven boy: Merlin. He has a rucksack. Which makes me think he's either very quick or a skilled murderer. I, on the other hand, have nothing. I'm an easy kill.
“You're the Eight guy. Good with knives, right?”
“I'd like to think so.” I replied, confidently. I don't want him to see I'm scared. I glance down to see my hands trembling. He knows I'm scared.
“Catch,” Merlin says, after thinking over my words. He throws a few knives at me and one just misses my neck. Of course, I caught them all. “I got them for you.”
Merlin now starts walking closer to me and I walk backwards.
“Stay right where you are.” I growl, defensively.
He throws his hands up in submission.
“Now, tell me. Do you know where the other tributes are?” I ask.
Merlin replies a short, “Yes.” and then there is silence.
I sigh, really losing my patience. “Thank you... for the knives.” I say quietly before running off.
Somehow I hear his reply in my head which scares me, he says 'It's okay but, if you want to run into the Careers carry on in that direction'
I stop, suddenly. I do not want to run into the Careers. The Careers is a name we call Districts One and Two, it is unusual for them not to be allies. However, the reason why I stopped was not because of what Merlin said it was how he said it. How could I hear Merlin's voice in my head?
The canon booms across the arena: the signal that another tribute is dead.
I am about to retrace my steps when I hear laughter.
Cato, Morgana, Tori and Nimueh.
I keep very still and press my body against the nearest tree to keep hidden. This is the material the Capitol love. Disgusting. A part of me urges for the will to live, another strokes the knives delicately in the palms of my hands.
'Don't', Merlin's voice says firmly in my head. He is referring to the knives, of course. I wonder how he is watching me undetected.
“Did you see the look on Nine's faces?” Nimueh giggles. Tori laughs too.
“They're so pathetic! We need to find someone who will give us a fight. Makes it more... interesting.” Cato says. My blood boils at his comment. Interesting?!
“Mm, who was good whilst we were training? Besides us of course!” Tori says which sets them all off laughing again.
“The boy from District Eight.” I hear Morgana say.
Cato replies, with a hint of jealousy, “Yes, he was quite good.”
“Quite? He might even be better than you.” Morgana laughs at him. Maybe I should surprise them. Their voices are loud and close now. I could surprise them. I could.
'You couldn't' that voice says again.
And why's that?
'You only have three knives, there are four of them and each of them are armed to kill and you're on the top of their hit list.'
I go silent, in my head. Merlin can read my thoughts and reply. Strange. How did he learn that?
'I didn't learn.'
Didn't anyone tell you eavesdropping is impolite?
'They're coming.'
Who? What are you talking about?
I peek around the tree briefly before hiding. I see them all. Starting a camp less than a few metres away from me. I try not to panic but it's getting cold and my breath is visible in the air.
“I'll do the first watch,” Cato sits at the other side of my tree. My heart rate speeds up.
I'm trapped.
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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:28 am

ooooh theres Kirsten;)
OMG LOOK AT THE PAGE NUMBER. CHILDISH I KNOW;)
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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:29 am

HIHIHIHI<3
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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:30 am

Theres Sarah tooo;)
thought you'd all left me Surprised<3
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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:32 am

never Lucy;)
You's posting girlies?<3
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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:33 am

YAY.
Depends if you two are;)
I know Kirsten is :p<3
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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:33 am

Hahaha, yay we're all together<3
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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:34 am

Sad I just posted though...
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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:35 am

aw yay:') it's so cute:D
Indeed;) post more, hehehe:)
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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:36 am

.....pretty please?
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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:37 am

it was very good Kirsten;D<3
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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:38 am

ICE CREAM,yay
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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:39 am

riiiiight posting time, hate mine, i swear i can never like one of my stories -.-
I always start them again,maybe I will...I dunno, hm.
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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:40 am

amazing as always Kirsten<3
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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:41 am

No! Not until you both post, at least;)<3
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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:42 am

but but but...
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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:44 am

Awww, thanks you two!:$<3
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PostSubject: Re: JLS Stories   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:45 am

hehe:)<3
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