Hunger Games Cannons Novels & Stories

And, I am ready to go. "What the heck are those, and where do you think you are going, Mia?" My inquisitive boss asked with his curious face as he stares weirdly at me and the things that I have with me. "I am going to war, Mr. Einar. Katniss Everdeen needs help. And, I would love to give her these weapons. Welcome to the Hunger Games, sir. Now, would you please stay here with our liferaft and guard it with your life? And, be sure to ensure your safety and well-being." I answered while I make my bow ready and placed it on my back, and I have my sword in my right hold. Well, I just need one or two arrows, but one of them is with a twenty-foot string attached, so it would come back to me after

Serenya wasn’t sure if Cheyenne’s cabin had always had this many weapons hanging on the walls… or if she was just now noticing them. Axes, bows, daggers, something that looked suspiciously like a modified cattle prod—all arranged like a psychotic P*******t board of violence. “Okay,” Cheyenne said, dragging a heavy duffel onto the floor between them with a thunk. “Welcome to Day One of Are You a Guardian or Just a Glorified Saddle Club Member?”

"It’s a trick! They want you weak so they can finish us!" The hunters didn't wait for my answer. They were machines of bone and steel, their eyes glowing with a cold, violet light. The man in the black mask pointed a heavy silver cannon at us. "Kill the mother! Capture the seed!" he roared. A blast of violet energy tore through the air. I dived to the left, pulling Leo against my chest. The beam hit a glass bookshelf, sending a rain of sharp crystal shards across the floor. Rowan lunged at the nearest hunter, his claws tearing through its metal neck, but three more took its place. They were fast, moving with a mechanical precision that made my heart race.

" He'd only pray it'll be enough before he threw his last card. Sub captain Cross drew the large cannon gun strapped at his back and pass it to his captain without a word. Captain Idahosa set the gun mechanically trying his best to ignore the screams as his men were being slaughtered, placed it on his shoulder, aimed at Shango and fired. The sharp recoil of the bastion gun nearly sent him sprawling and the loud clap deafened him for a minute. There was smoke and a man sized crater where the monster stood and he dared to hope, his heart sank when the smoke cleared cos Shango still stood, his panting sent occasional fumes from his mouth, if he was mad before now he was mad pissed, he unclenche

I cleaned the weapon on the corpse’s shirt and took my time to look at it. I traced my hand over the golden snake engraved into the dark handle and smiled. "Thanks, dad."

~ As soon as Horia appeared in the Infirmary, Kenan looked like he was about to lose his shit. "Dyare! What is the meaning of this!" he growled at Lady Dyare who stood inches away from him. He was in a higher position than her and if he dropped the honorifics then he was really mad. Of all the supreme males, Kenan was the most reserved, so seeing him like this was a surprise. "Your Highness, the Hunger Games is coming to an end and it is only normal that it becomes tougher in the arena." He scoffed as he grabbed her by the neck as she struggled for breath.

On the fifth day we are able to see their army camped up within the forest. The hunters come from every corner of society, a fitting end for a paranoid species that never escaped the pull of genocidal power-lust. They carry guns here, those soulless clunks of metal. They call them "arms" - but they aren’t. Arms are what your loved ones hug you with, maybe the cold kind are what you get when no-one hugged you enough. They are positioning large cannon looking type weapons around the boundary wall. Their intent is clear - they will blast their way in, one way or another.

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"I think it should be called a blast to death, blast you to pieces, or scatter your soul." "I think you should change your name to Mountain Cannon," Chu Xun scolded with a smile. The Heavy Sound Cannon was a large-scale lethal weapon that relied on sound compression and explosive attacks. The country had never lacked talents. Even if the earth was chaotic, the science and technology research of Huaxia had never fallen behind. The top official did a good job.

Alexander dove for it. Sliding across the concrete. He caught it inches before another mercenary reached it. Adrian cursed. “Kill them!” Gunfire erupted. The warehouse became a battlefield. Bullets tore through steel beams. Glass exploded. Smoke filled the air. Helena drew twin pistols with impossible speed. Three mercenaries fell before anyone realized she had fired. Vivienne fought beside her. Alexander tossed the detonator toward Lucien. “Catch!” Lucien grabbed it. Without hesitation… He crushed it beneath his boot.