Catching Fire Movie Script Novels & Stories

The next the entire side of the arch is melting and dripping fire onto the carpet. Someone screams “FIRE!” like we aren’t all already looking at it. The fake priest drops his phone and starts trying to beat the flames out with his robe, which of course also catches on fire Without reading a single instruction,Crystal yanks the fire extinguisher off the wall and pulls the pin. It ends up spraying sideways all across Mom, Reid, the priest, and most of the front row. Mom starts to scream again,reid is coughing and laughing at the same time. Jasmine just stares at the burning arch with her mouth open.

And I hate it that I am feeling like this after what he has done. I put my palm on his chest and pushed him away. My divided attention on television as I put my all might in pushing him away. “Bastard, lea…" I flinch when a loud boom echoes in the room. My heart thudding loudly as I hear the shouting of people. Isaac smirks as he points towards television with his eyes. I gulp the lump and with a heavy heart and I look in front. “Surprise, love." He whispers in ears. Stunned and frightened I watched as the warehouse was burning in fire. The fire was so huge the height of the smoke couldn't capture the camera. My breathing becomes heavy as I watch people running frantically.

Out of nowhere, deafening explosions, one after another, rumbled the earth. Callie screamed when she almost toppled over the ledge. She would have fallen over if Vin hadn’t caught her in time. With his arm around her waist, holding her steady, Callie managed to regain her bearings. “W-What’s going on?” Callie cried out, her ears still ringing from the noise. When she turned to Vin, his eyes weren’t on her, they were fixed on the horizon, and in them, Callie saw the raging flames. “I think someone’s trying to recreate the Great Burning.”

He stormed out into the open, eyes wide with disbelief as he saw me standing there. “You son of a bitch!” he bellowed. “You think this is over?” “Oh, I’m counting on it not being over,” I called back, my voice steady. He lunged forward, but his men held him back as the flames roared higher. I turned, grabbing Rogue’s arm. “Time to go!” She didn’t argue. We sprinted across the lot, weaving through shadows as the chaos behind us grew louder. The fire alarm wailed, the sound slicing through the night air.

--- The Firestarter Fiona and Darwin were deep in strategy when the explosion ripped through the building. A deafening roar. Glass shattering. Flames erupting. The force sent Fiona flying backward. Heat rushed over her skin, smoke billowing instantly. Her ears rang, the world tilting sideways as she gasped for breath. Darwin was already moving. He grabbed her, yanking her down behind the overturned coffee table as debris rained around them. Thalassa’s voice crackled over the comms, panicked. “Fiona! Darwin! What the hell just happened?!”

I ran after them, following them to the quarters, I could see flames coming from the quarters, there were a lot of men inside the quarters, they were evacuating the women and children while the others tried to put off the fire, grabbing hoses and shouting commands. “The fire is out,” someone shouted, that calmed everyone. I began to move around for someone with a big belly, then I saw her, I didn’t think twice before running towards her, she was coughing and clutching her belly. “Layla!” I screamed, holding her close. “It’s okay,” she said gasping. “It’s nothing big, trust the men to make something big out of a little fire. It would have been chaotic if we discovered it late,” she rushed out

Silence stretched, heavy and violent. Then Adrian reached out. His thumb hovered over the screen. My heart hammered so loudly it drowned out everything else. The moment he pressed play, the room disappeared. Smoke. Screams. Chaos. The footage flickered like old film, grainy but unmistakably real. The fire raged through the building, flames licking at the walls, consuming everything in their path. The camera angle jolted violently as a man Adrian dragged someone out through a collapsing doorway. Me. My limp body hung over his arm.

Liquid fire-napalm splashed across the rug, the curtains, the furniture. The heat was instantaneous. The dry timber of the cabin caught fire instantly with a hungry roar. "Upstairs now!" Alex commanded. "Move Zara!" He ordered. He grabbed her arm, dragging her toward the stairs as smoke billowed black and thick, filling up the room. *The Second Floor Landing* They retreated to the hallway. The heat from below was rising fast. The fire alarm was blaring now at a full noise, a shrill, piercing shriek. Gunfire erupted from outside. Bullets tore through the wooden walls, sending splinters flying around like shrapnel.

"I can’t spoil all the surprises I’ve got planned for you. That’s what you’re feeling, Chloe. Now, get ready, let’s party. What’s that smell? Shit, the food burned!" Chloe burst into laughter as he bolted to the kitchen, leaving her grinning in their bedroom. The bonfire roared, flames licking the night sky as the pack and their mates gathered around. Liam stepped forward, a drink in hand, his voice cutting through the crackle of the fire.

I crouched in front of him, gripping his hair and yanking his head back so he was forced to look me in the eyes. “You knew exactly what you were doing,” I murmured, my voice as cold as the steel pressing into his throat. “You just never thought you'd get caught.” I released him roughly, watching as he gasped for breath, his chest heaving in erratic sobs. But I was already done here. Aaron and the others got to work, dousing them in gasoline as their screams turned into panicked, incoherent shrieks. The first match was lit, and as the fire hungrily spread, consuming them whole, the air filled with the sickening sound of burning flesh.