Hunger Games Each District Novels & Stories

I asked myself. Misery and Vengeance will awaken if she hooks me with her lasso of truth and faith. I hope that'll never occur. "They'll pay for it," I said. "Period" was Her last word before our vehicle meet district one. The path is vacant so it provided us time to hunt the house of the Viper. Outside of the barricaded district is boisterous and within was slightly silent. There are kids and elders taking satisfaction from strolling and playing above the pavement of each street of district one. We stand forth at the gate then I gave a loud knock.

“Zitrey didn’t tell me anything. What place did your section decided to go?” “The group wants to visit District 11.” Yui answered, putting the plates in place. “District 11?” Kate’s shockingly repeated. This surprised Yui a bit on how she raised her voice, and the cat fearfully reacted too. Yui then asked, “Yeah… is there something wrong with that Miss Kate?” “No.” she immediately answered and thought. “District 11? That’s where the Nimble Shadow lives, right? Why there?” Her thoughts were cut when Zitrey’s peers went inside. “These bunches, seems like they already own the house.” Nikka, Keith, Lance and Glazy are in the house. This time Glazy also went along.

Half an hour later, Kaze and Rose arrived at the gym district in Riverbank. The gym district was an unofficial name given by the residents of the area. The area was home to a multitude of fighting schools, gyms, and dojos. It was common to see students in their respective uniforms roaming the streets.

When she saw me approach, she only eyed me long enough to see what I'd scored, before returning to a book she must have snuck into one of the baskets from earlier. The Hunger Games. I knew the premise enough to know it was part of an extensive challenge between morals and survival that seemed to have her immersed enough to focus exclusively on the writing beneath her gaze. But while I began to skin and prepare dinner, I realized she was using it as a distraction as she didn't do as much as flip a page. She was simply debating breaking our silence or remaining obstinate.

Wait till he heard Bast's name. "I never met them." "My apologies. Life in the districts can be very harrowing." He cleared his throat. "You are a long way from home. But it's always nice to meet someone from there. If you don't know his name, what district are you under?" "Northern." "Oh." He seemed taken aback for some reason. "You must have met the prince in charge of your district. How unusual." He said that last part almost to himself but hazards of supernatural senses was that I still heard him

It’s as if she feels guilty for being able to eat well when I couldn’t. “The first Reaping after I took the job made me see that there was something very wrong happening with the food. I was not quite old enough for the Reaping but I watched along with everyone else. I saw it then. The girls were underweight. Many of them looked like skeletons while others had little meat on their bones. But what was the oddest was the girls who were from the families of the leaders in the village had a very healthy. They all looked as if they ate plenty and some if even looked as if they ate over the amount that a person should.”

Each district is led by an alpha, but those twelve alphas are under the rule of the Supreme Alpha, or the chief in command of the entire city. I was never given a chance to visit other districts as Alpha Roger didn’t allow me to. It was one of those rules he strictly wanted me to follow, and I listened. I had always listened to him ever since. After all, he’s the father I have known since I was eight, and I’ve always looked up to him. “Where am I? What district?” I asked. “Fifth,” Fred answered. “You’re in Raven Village.” Fifth district. So I’m still close to my pack. But they must have stopped hunting for me, right? They surely wouldn’t think that a wolfless girl like me would survive that.

His large frame was hunkered down in the corner of the room beside a small boy who was maybe eleven or twelve. He was the man who had asked what we will win. The boy beside him was visibly shaking, his face pale. The large man passed the boy his portion of cake we’d been given for dessert. “Take it,” the man said gently. Then he saw me watching him and motioned for me to come over. “That was very brave, what you did,” the man said. “I’m Tor. From District 5.” District 5 was the mining district, which would explain Tor’s muscular build.

I didn’t understand the pressure of what I was set out for until I’d gotten there. Two representatives from all four districts had gathered outside the university. Raina and Sheena, two girls around my age represented the vampire district. I knew their names fairly well because news of their killings had spread round the pack mansion like wildfire. Gayla and Phreta represented the Coyote district. It’s my first time hearing their names so I doubt there was any need to look out for them. Kaia and I represented the hybrid district and from all four district, only one district was going to prove victorious and be seen as the strongest.

He said, “Morrow, District 12 is unlike Districts 4 and 5. That’s the Death Block, and five miles around that area are neutral zones. People from other districts can’t enter without a permit. Moreover, if the people inside know that our branch family sent people over to monitor the situation, I’m afraid it won’t leave a good impression.” Morrow nodded, looked at Levi, and asked, “Levi, do you have any other business here?” Levi smiled and said, “Granduncle Morrow, I have something important to discuss with everyone.”