Hunger Games Cannons Novels & Stories

Not even an hour later, they fought off a raid. While Marika tended to Alessia, Clyde explored their weapons. Inside one of the cannons were more of those red cylinders tied together Alessia was holding and probably used in the chain of bombs. There were some left that weren't ignited, so he took those with him. There were a variety of unused guns as well and he inspected them individually. Truly, the technology of humans is something to wonder for the rest of the less-advanced races.

“It was one of Aurelius’s ingenious ideas. Once they explode, the metal turns to shrapnel.” “Ugh, I have an uncle who served in a war,” Katie said. “He got struck by one of those things. Almost killed him.” Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! “CANNONS!” Hassan’s distinctive voice cried. Everyone in the trenches and atop the wall ducked for cover. Two landed near us, and dirt rained down our heads. The other two struck the wall, breaking off several chunks. “I thought guns weren’t allowed anymore?” Alex asked the commander.

Their fangs were bared, and Cadence couldn’t imagine that any of these creatures had ever lived peacefully in a building on the same campus she still called home. Behind her, she heard Elliott open fire, but from the amount of curse words he was uttering, it didn’t seem like bullets were working too well. They hadn’t been able to get their hands on any of the titanium variety, and these regular silver infused ones had not been useful since Holland had come back. With that in mind, she holstered her gun and pulled one of the grenades out of her pocket.

They could not kill the hunters with normal weapons. Many hunters were already dead. The cannons were loaded with cannonballs and were aimed at the pack .The lit the cannon wick. "Attack". They pulled the ropes of the cannons. Cannonballs were launched at the pack land. The blasts echoed throughout the pack. A few hunters pulled the pull ring of the grenades and threw them at the werewolves. The blasts send the wolves flying in the air. They landed on the ground on their side. Few died and few whimpered in pain.

His gray eyes locked onto mine. I swallowed hard, my hands trembling. “I don’t want to die here… not like this.” My voice cracked at the end, and I hated how weak I sounded, but I couldn’t help it. His jaw tightened, his eyes never leaving mine. “I won’t let him hurt you,” he said, his voice low but steady. --- Hours crawled by in oppressive silence. Then, the basement door creaked open. My heart plummeted into my stomach. Orin descended the stairs, each step slow, the sound echoing in the stale air. He was holding a crossbow—and a shotgun.

It was huge—tall enough and wide enough to hide fifteen full-grown warriors inside its hollowed-out belly. It looked like a legitimate weapon of war, something any Alpha would be proud to display in their courtyard. “Iron Howlers! Get ready!” Lennox’s voice boomed across the clearing. The warriors let out a low, guttural shout. One by one, we began to climb into the hidden compartment. It was cramped and smelled of fresh pine and oil. “Blankets on,” I whispered as I took my spot near the front. We pulled the heavy, black wool blankets over our heads. We had to be perfectly still. If the Ravaryn guards checked the mouth of the cannon, they had to see nothing but shadows.

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

I listened as the speaker thanked everyone for coming once again and for their generosity towards their cause. Then the speaker says, “Before we begin dinner tonight, we have a very special auction, that I would like to do to get the ball rolling. Normally we do our auctions after dinner, but you will see why here in a minute why we had decided to make an exception. This auction is not for the men, but for our ladies of power. So, ladies get those wallets out, as I present to you, your Immortal King, Mr. Conner.”

“You will stab the katana with your combined powers into the ghost’s chest.” The hunters looked at each other and, even hesitantly, they followed what Tyler said. Raven immediately released electricity from her Katana and Damon approached Raven to release fire from Raven’s Katana. Hugo approached Cael, and when Damon and Raven finished, Raven threw the katana at Cael, who caught it.

The hall erupted in applause. Nathan smiled from the audience, his eyes fixed only on me. The world he gave me was one that would never fade–an endless, brilliant beginning.