In the arena of the first movie, the creepypastas standing on their rock things ready to sprint to the cornucopia. (It's been years since I've read and watched hunger games.)

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Y/n stood on their ground, eyeing the other blood thirsty killers, all secretly on edge.

For this being, the weakest and youngest of the creepypastas were placed in the middle of the ring, the more talented were placed further apart.

"I wish you luck, and may the odds be forever, in your favour~" Y/n gritted their teeth at the loud voice that echoed throughout the arena, clenching their fists ready to run away from the open field.

"GO!"

Y/n took off running in the opposite direction of the Cornucopia and so did Sally, Clockwork, Eyeless Jack and Jane...Maybe even Puppeteer.

BEN ran to the Cornucopia as fast as his legs could take him, his red eyes layed on the sward at the edge of the pile of goods. "GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY SHIT!" BEN screeched at Lost silver, pouncing onto the boy and pushed him to the grassy ground. His hands latched onto the boys neck as Lost silver some how had arms and began to scratch at BENs face, BENs grip on Lost Silver tightened...just to the point of death.

"ha!" BEN scoffed, about to rize off of the Boys corpse only to feel a shooting pain in his stomach.

He looked down to see a blade peeking out of his suit, BEN was literally stabbed in the back from his best friend. He turned his head, to see Jeff standing behind him with a crazed smile.

"You one fake motherfucker." BEN gurgled, falling side ways and onto the ground besides the other corpses.

Judge Angels was shot in the head from Hoodie while she tried to go for the duffel bag in the back of the Cornucopia, Bloody painter shot himself in the head once he found a small fire arm because "he wasn't doing this bullshit." And figured he would be rebellious. Kagekao went for the machine gun, but got his throat slit by Kate who was waiting in the back of the Cornucopia for people who were trying to steal her shit.

Others ran for the woods, Jane and Clockwork along with Eyeless Jack teamed up and ran South.

Hoodie, Masky, Toby and Kate eventually found one another and ran North towards the hill range.

Jeff went solo, In the same direction of Sally and Y/n.

"Y/n! Can we be a team?!" Sally grunted, running besides Y/n. Y/n furrowed their eyebrows, they would be a monster by leaving a kid to fend for themselves in the blood bath behind them. But yet again, Sally was some sadistic little shit. "Fine." Y/n groaned, quickly coming to a pause and let Sally climb onto their back.

"I promise I'll protect you." Sally whispered, burrowing her face into Y/n's neck.

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Y/n and Sally sat in the tall Pine tree in silence, cuddling together in the sleeping bag they stole off of Jane when she was off setting up plans with Clockwork. "We're going to die, aren't we?" Sally looked up to Y/n, she had seen who died and imagined herself up in the fake sky. "No, me and you will win." Y/n patted Sally's head, feeling dread in their chest.

Jeff had taken shelter in a hollowed out tree, sharpening his knifes and laying out his supplies.

Being homeless really helps when your forced to play a game to the death, although Jeff wasn't used to being the victim and killer.

"Where's Y/n?" Toby asked Brian, looking up to him as the fire cackled. They all sat in an underground cave, the fire creating warmth.

"I don't fuckin know, I'm surprised their not dead yet." Brian muttered, loading his pistol. "oh c'mon, their not that bad." Kate defended the teen, furrowing her eyebrows at the man across from her. "They can't keep a good aim." Brian muttered, he wasn't looking to fight.

"We should team up with others, than take down the strongest." Jane pointed out, the three killers sat tall in the pine tree. "Jeff? And definitely the proxies, we should try to eliminate them. We should team up with Nina." Eyeless Jack stated, looking down on the women from his branch.

"Yeah." Clockwork yawned, they sat like that until one of them didn't have the choice but to stay silent.

Nina slid Clockwork off of her blade, bringing it up to her lips and licked the remaining blood off.

Her blue eyes flashed to Jane, and then Jack.

She couldn't kill her friends, but yet she wasn't going to be the loser of this game.

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Nina jumped off of the high branch and landed Swiftly on the ground, it was pitch black out with the distant sound of running water.

She decided to follow the noise.

Jeff sat by the running stream with fresh water, the only water source he could find and that might've been in the arena. "If I don't go to them, they'll just have to come to me." Jeff hummed, twirling the blade of his knife in the water. Some movement behind him made him freeze, and suddenly he felt a pair of arms wrap around his neck and push him forwards the water making the top of his head and face dip into the stream, Jeffs hands instantly latched onto the pair of arms and threw the person over his back and body slammed them down into the water.

Nina came crashing down into the stream, looking up at the smiling killer in shock but hatred.

She did her best to kick him, but failed.

The man lurched forward, grabbing her ankle to hold her leg away from kicking him. His eyebrows furrowed at the sudden struggle, especially from having to even look the annoying girl in the eyes.

Jeffs jeans easily became wet with water as he tried his best just to drown the copycat killer right there, but Nina fought back.

Jeffs hand was released from Nina's ankle as he quickly scooted up and on top of Ninas stomach so she couldn't kick him, his hand instantly went to her exposed neck as his grip tightened around the Handle of his knife.

"How about you go to sleep? You worthless bitch." Jeff growled, his hand tightened around her throat as he held her head down in the water, he then raised his balde above his head and brought it down into Nina's skull.

"That was easy." Jeff whispered as he watched Nina's blood drift down the current with the pure, fresh water.

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The sun radiated on the teens sweaty clothing, it didn't bother the young spirit at all.

"I need...water." y/n gasped, their throat felt like sand paper. "I can't smell anything, maybe we should try to find some berries." Sally suggested.

"Hm..maybe." Y/n tightened their grip on the bloodied knife they had found on the forest floor, above a tall pine tree.

"I hope Jeff got killed... otherwise I think we all know who's going to win." Y/n mumbled, they also thought of Brian at the time. "maybe Tim, he seems like he could do it ... He's the leader after all." Y/n shrugged, making Sally scoot up a bit on their back as her grip loosened on Y/n's shoulders.

"Not after this." Sally spoke, and Y/n agreed.

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Jeff walked silently down the steep hill of trees as he wiped the dried blood off of his knife, his black eyes scanned every inch of movement ready to pounce. Even for himself, instead of feeling thirst, he was beginning to feel hunger.

Were there any deer in the arena or would he have to resort to cannibalism?

"Shit." Jeff mumbled, wincing at the sudden pain in his stomach. He held the bag close to his stomach that stored all of his recourses, the needed materials to his survival and the death to others.

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The proxies walked single file through the tall meadow, searching for a clean water source in the heat.

Toby scratched at his arms in a anxious manner, his throat burned as a fever took place in his mind.

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