finished my Hunger Games Zombie one shot! Can I submit it to the contest?
I started this hunger games meets zombies fan fic to enter in the contest....i dont' know how it's coming out.....if anyone wants me to finish it, i will, but if it's too out there, let me know, i won't be offended!
Katniss lay in bed, a black and white light, emanating from the Television, cast an eerie shadow over the room. She was tired. The Hunger Games kept replaying in her mind, all the senseless deaths...
The Television was just loud enough to give her something else to concentrate on as she tried to fall asleep..."and now, for your entertainment, Capitol TV presents, in conjuction with PanEm programming, George A Romero's........." Katniss felt herself drifting off to sleep as the program began......
She was in the cave with Peter. As she was spreading the medicine over Peter's wounds, he looked at her. He could barely speak, and a groan came from his throat before his words..."Kat...it hurts too much, I don't feel right."
Katniss looked at him, a panicked look overcame her face, and her voice quivered as she spoke..."Peter, you're going to be alright....just let me finish with this...Peter, please, don't die."
Peter looked up, "ahhhh that feels better." Katniss had spread a little of the ointment over his wound. Peter's breathing then became gasps. "Kat, I wasn't using you. I really do love you, I have since...that night with the bread...please...." Peters eyes then closed. A cannon shot was heard throughout the arena.
"PETER!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOO DON'T DIE ON ME."
Katniss ran out of the cave, screaming. She didn't care anymore. She ran, not knowing where she was going, she didn't want to think of anything. When she reached the clearing, she was surprised to see Clove and Thresh standing in the middle of the field. Clove looked at her. "District 12, get over here, NOW."
Katniss, in shock and not knowing what was going on, ran over to Clove and Thresh.
"What?" is all she could say.
Clove: "Shhhhhh....look...on the edge of the trees". A form appeared. It lumbered slowly at the tree edge. It was a boy, one of the Tributes that had been killed at the reaping.
Katniss looked at Thresh, "Whats going on? Who is that?"
Thresh looked at Katniss, complete astonishment mixed with pure terror sounded in his voice as he answered. "After the reaping, I ran to the edge of the woods by the Cornucopia. The airships had come to pick up the bodies of the dead tributes...but...before they could put them in, they....they...got up. and started walking. The peacekeepers landed the ship, when they went over to the kid....he bit them, started eating at the peacekeepers arm. Then, after about 10 minutes...the peacekeeper got up, and....I don't know....they are DEAD! But Walking!"
Clove looked at the two of them. "i don't know what's going on, but we have to do something..."
The figure lumbering at the edge of the clearing started walking towards the three. They could hear moans and groans. It was a peacekeeper. Half his face had been ripped away. Katniss took out an arrow from her quiver and knotched it. It flew straight on target, penetrating the peacekeepers armor in the front of his chest. He kept on walking towards them. Another arrow. It hit an inch over from where the first one struck. Nothing. He kept walking towards them. One more arrow, knotched, steady...steady...aim....the arrow made a strange sound as it struck the skull bone. Thresh couldn't help himself, "nice shot."
Clove scanned the woods. "Shhhhh.... I hear something, over there." She pointed to the edge of the tree-line. A small figure lurked in the shadows. Katniss looked at the others with a pained expression on her face. "No...it's Rue."
Thresh bolted, running as fast as he could towards his district parter. "Rue...Rue...?"
Katniss let a scream out of her that was part panick, part desperation. "THRESH, NO...GET AWAY FROM HER."
As thresh put his hand on Rues shoulder, she bit him. Her teeth sank into his bicep, and, even from the distance, the others could see a big hunk of flesh tear from Thresh's arm, blood pouring out. Rue's face was covered with blood, and, as Thresh stood there in shock, Rue chewed the raw piece of meat, making grunting sounds as she ate.
Katniss silently put an arrow in her bow, took aim, and let loose. Rue was still chewing as the arrow went thru her head. Thresh turned, with a dumbfounded look, just as a throwing knife cut thru his face into his cranium. Katniss looked over to Clove and nodded, just ten minutes ago they were mortal enemies, now they were allies against the walking dead that were once their fellow tributes.
"It looks like the only way to stop them is by targeting the head." Clove and Katniss looked at each other, not knowing what to do next. Suddenly Katniss exclaimed, "Peter! he's still in the cave, he died." Katniss ran back towards the cave, with Clove right behind her.
All of PanEm watched as the two girls ran from the clearing, back into the woods, heading for the cave. The citizens wondered, what was going on? Was this part of the Game-Makers plan? Mia Floria, broadcast correspondent for District 2, was on air. "This is Mia Floria, reporting from Hunger Games Control. We don't know what is going on. It appears that the dead tributes, and others from the Evac-Ships, are coming back to life after they are killed. Then they are eating the flesh of the living. I'm here live with one of the junior Game-Makers, Tars Sikrat. Tars, can you tell us, what is happening in the Arena?"
Tars looked at his supervisor. "I don't know. I don't think anyone does."
In the main office, off to the side of Hunger Games Control, President Snow and the Chief Scientist/Engineer were in a conference. President Snow was angry. "I told you not to test the zombie agent! Now we have a situation." The engineer looked at his leader. "You said you wanted something that was beyond humiliation, to show the citizens that even after death, they can be controlled by the Capitol."
Snow looked at the Chief astonished. "You are de-ranged! A madman." I want this stopped now!" Snow hurried out of the office, to the main floor of the Control Room. "This ends now. Evac the survivors out of the arena, NOW! I want evac-ships picking up EVERYONE."
Clove and Katniss looked into the opening of the cave. It was empty. "Peter." Katniss whispered, as she looked into the darkness that was the cave. The wind started blowing, and the engines of an Evac-Ship could be heard. "12, here comes a ship, it's landing." Clove watched as the ship landed. "Stay where you are, we are evacuating the Arena. If you have been bit, tell us now." Clove and Katniss looked at each other, and at the same time, yelled back at the ship, "WE HAVEN"T BEEN BIT...WE'RE OK."
A peacekeeper emerged from the hatch door. He hurried over to the girls, closely looking them over. "Alright, you look ok...lets get moving." Suddenly, Peters arms were grabbing at the peacekeeper. He was trying to bite raw flesh, but his lips and teeth were hitting the armour of the peacekeepers shoulder pads. The struggling pair, one alive, one dead, fell to the ground, the peacekeeper using his combat training to keep Peter's mouth away from him. The pair rolled around, Clove and Katniss watched as the peacekeeper finally got on top of Peter, pinning Peter's arms back over his head. Clove quickly took one of her throwing knives from her belt, and knelt beside the pair. The point of the blade penetrated Peter's left eye with a sickening noise that sounded like a knife cutting thru jelly.
Clove looked at Katniss. "No offence, but I didn't like him much, anyway."
The Peacekeeper jumped to his feet, grabbed the girls, and hurried them to the waiting ship. On board, there was an air of panic. The pilot looked back, there were Clove, Katniss, the peacekeeper who had rescued them, and one other, the navigator. The Pilot looked at his friend as he sat down. "What the hell? That is totally screwed up, huh?"
The peacekeeper who had collected Clove and Kat looked at the Pilot, staring. "Yeah."
The pilot adjusted some instruments, and the ship ascended into the clouds. "We are awaiting orders, so far i'm just bringing you back to Control. Sit tight, we'll be there shortly."
As Clove and Kat looked out the window, the navigator pushed some buttons, the Pilot concentrated on maneuvering the airship, and the other Peacekeeper looked at the blood trickling down his left pinky finger. He told himself that the mark where the blood was coming from was not teeth marks.
As the passengers disembarked at Control, Mia Floria and her camera crew were standing on the landing pad. "Here are two of the surviving tributes, the girls from Districts 2 and 12. And the peacekeepers who extracted them from the Arena."
As Clove walked by Mia and the cameras, she heard Mia's commentary to the people of PanEm:, "We don't know what's going to happen next. We just don't know."
Katniss woke up with a start. She had left the Television on all nite as she slept. She screamed as she realized there was a figure hovering over her bed.
Cinna smiled..."the winners always suffer from horrible nitemares. you'll be alright, lets get some breakfast."
Katniss looked at Cinna, she was still drowsy. The dream was fading away, but it still had her in its grasp. "Cinna, where's Peter?"
Cinna looked over, "He's waiting for us in the Dining Room. Let's go, a breakfast feast is being prepared for the Champions of the Hunger Games." Katniss smiled forlornly. "I guess i'll have to get used to nitemares." A little bit quieter, she whispered to herself, "the walking dead in the Arena, ha." and she laughed. Cinna looked at her, "what?" Kat smiled..."nothing Cinna, let's go eat. I'm as hungry as a zombie."