For @tfras45 :)
So obviously, deaths are not in order. I had to change the time when people would die, but didn't care much about how it would affect the story because it's just a oneshot.
But anyway, please enjoy! :)You can feel your sweat on your forehead gathering and your heart is thumping in sync with the cannon. Each time it fires your heart beats grow louder and louder.
30 seconds...
How did the time fly so fast? How did you even get here? You can't remember, you can't think at the moment, everything around you is distracting. The sun light keeps shining in your eyes and you can hear the water lapping below you.
20 seconds...
You glance around at everyone else. You can't really make out everyone but you know that the two people beside you are Mags and Beetee. You hope you can team up with someone, it's been a while since you've fought.
10 seconds...
No. No you don't want to be here.
7 seconds...
It's just like when you were in the Arena the first time. You're scared. You don't want to be here.
3 seconds...
You close your eyes briefly and take in a deep breath. You can swim, but you can't swim fast. You're going to have to be surprised if you're going to make it two seconds in this Arena or not.
1 second...
The cannon fires it's last beat and everyone dives into the water, including you. You swing your arms above your head and into the water in a synchronized motion, gathering good speed, and manage to make it to the long piece of rock.
You cling to it for a second longer after seeing someone swim towards it as well. As soon as they climb ontop you grab their legs and pull them into the water, then you climb onto the rock and run towards the beach.
You don't dare go to the center of the Arena; you saw too many people there already. You plan on coming back later to see if you can find any left over supplies, preferably an axe, you're good with those.
Johanna taught you some more tricks with the axe when you two were training. You thought you might be able to team with her but considering how blood thirsty she is, you second guess your thought.
You make it to the beach and run straight into the forest. You sneak quick glances behind you to see if anyone is following you, but you mostly look straight ahead so you can get as far away as possible for now.
You stayed hidden under a patch of moss and grass, behind a boulder, until it became before dark. When the sun began to set you got up and made your way carefully back down to the beach.
Before your feet touched the sand you look around to see if you can spot anyone but the coast seems clear for now so you head in before it's too late.
You jog down one of the many long pieces of rock and make it to the Cornucopia. You quickly search through bags and stands for food, water, weapons, and equipment.
You manage to stuff a drinking flask, rope, two boot knives, a halved loaf of bread, remaining strands of wire, and a bandana into a pack. You find no other remaining weapons or a jacket so decide to make do and head back into the forest.
You start to jog back down along a long piece of rock when suddenly a spear gets thrown at you, luckily missing you, but hitting your pack making it fall into the water.
The sudden shock of it caves into your chest and you look around to find your attacker. It's a he and he's heading your way.
You see you pack floating only about a meter away from you so you quickly bend down and grab the pack, but as you stand back up you get knocked into the water along with your attacker.

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Fanfiction─── character & celebrity imagines, oneshots. ☆ [BOOK 1/2] 𝘾𝙊𝙈𝙋𝙇𝙀𝙏𝙀𝘿.