Backpack Hunger Games Novels & Stories

"Supplies of course. It contains everything you'll need on your trip, I packed it secretly since I knew you were going to come to me. You didn't really think you could wander into the Forbidden Zone empty handed, did you? The harsh environment there would kill you even before the traps. It contains food that'll last the both of you for five days if managed appropriately, some water, a change of clothes, sleeping bags, a compass, a blanket and a few other things you might need." She enlisted. "You really did prepare. Thank you so much, I have no idea what I would have done without your help." I voiced gratefully as Axel moved forward and picked up the backpack before hanging it over his shoul

yielded to a sharp kick. It was a jackpot. Shelves lined with giant #10 cans of vegetables, fruits, and soups. Bags of rice and beans, sealed in heavy plastic bins to protect against pests. Salt, sugar, giant containers of oil. It was more than we could carry, but we could take the essentials. I shoved several of the heaviest cans into my backpack, the weight a welcome burden. I found a case of water bottles, untouched, and took as many as I could carry. My thirty minutes were almost up. I had to get back.

Immediately making me feel better. I pulled my wavy brunette hair into a pony tail using one of the few elastics I had found in my travels. I reached down to fold my blankets before placing them in my backpack. Scooping up the now semi dry short and jacket from last night I tucked them into the front pocket of my pack. Grabbing the shoelace and two drink bottles on my way out I tucked them into the sides. This old backpack held everything I owned. Some underwear (and bras of course) two sets of long pants, shirts, my leather jacket, a knife, a blanket and bottles of water which I refilled at every chance I got.

Done, I wear and lace up my boots tight, double-knotting them before grabbing a backpack from my suitcase. This time around, I'm going in prepared. This round is going to be harder, and the rules for this round support carrying enough supplies as much as you need. Downside: My opponents are equally going to be stashed too. After unzipping the backpack, I begin throwing in some handy things I'll need. Ropes. Water bottles. Energy bars. A small first aid kit. A flashlight. A mini flamethrower. A folding knife tucked into the side pocket where I can reach it quickly.

he rumbled. “What about it?” I cocked my head. “They have it,” he said. And that’s when it hit me—my backpack, with my spare clothes, my stash of jerky, my emergency toothbrush—was in enemy hands. Which meant they were now in possession of a pair of neon pink pajama pants with cartoon ducks on them. The ultimate humiliation. I tried to ignore the little pulse of panic in my chest, so I defaulted to my favorite coping mechanism: sass. “Well, congratulations to them. Now the Black Fang assassins can lounge around in style.”

But Yorick is part of her team. “Hacker, where’s the rest of the team?” Raptor asks. I look back at the monitors as Wendy hits several bumps in the road. “Keep it steady, Sphinx!” I tell her. “Trying,” she says. “They’re still too far out,” I tell him. “He had a headstart on us.” I begin searching the land for heat sources. “Hijack, did you connect the security system to the new packhouse?” I ask, my stomach twisting into knots.

There was a pair of basketball shorts, two pairs of sweatpants and two pairs of female trainers. In the other backpack was some food and supplies, and a pair of male trainers. It wasn’t much, but it was definitely enough for the three of them for a while. There were also two fleece blankets attached to the bottom of the backpacks. The carry-on bag had more supplies and medical things. He got changed into the shorts and a t-shirt. He put on the trainers which were a bit loose on him, but would do.

I did not have plans of doing that but wanted to have the option in case it was needed. I put everything together in a plastic grocery bag and took everything out of my backpack so I could shove it into the bottom before placing the books and notebooks back on top of it all. Before it was over, this damn backpack was gonna weigh fifty pounds and leave me a hunchback. Remember to lift with your knees, Aurora.

Sarreth added that I could not understand. Ah, we are now on our way to meet that mysterious goddess of mine and yes, Sam gave me a backpack. It’s just not a normal backpack because of a lot of stuff inside. Of course, I could feel the weight of the backpack Sam had given me. The backpack is black with no design. Only the silver zipper holder is the unique color that I liked. And locker? The fuck is locker, anyway? I stared at the black card I was holding. What is this card for? Why do I have a name here?

Cassie - Once I get back to my room I empty the bag Thomas packed for me with Luna’s help and check that everything I need is in there. It is a large hiking backpack which seems big enough to hold me with my belongings, but it has comfy straps and I am able to secure it to my back easily enough. I re-pack the bag and add a couple of extras that were missing, then I call for Dr Thorne, asking him to bring me medication for my travels. He brings them to me, explains what to take when and leaves again quickly, as he has a patient waiting on him.