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My name is Percy Jackson, and this is the story of how I became the most feared victor.
When I was just a kid Finnick Odair was chosen for the hunger games, I didn’t know him then but I know him now, he told me how traumatic the games were, how he never wanted to go back. He won the 65th hunger games at 14.
Funny thing is Finnick came back from the hunger games but apparently went back to school just to have to do a chemistry test on a unit he missed while he was killing people out in the games, how did I know this? He told me. Finnick was 14 when he was in the games, I was roughly four, and I watched him play the games, secretly. My mother sally never let me watch them, said they were “too brutal” but I was beat every day by my step-father, Gabriel Ugliano. Who is known as “gabe” or a popular “Smelly Gabe”. How could the games be more brutal?
when I was 6 I met Finnick Odair, he was 16 then. Over the years he told me how bad the games were and why they were even a thing, I asked him “what if I get reaped?” He didn’t answer, but I knew deep down he would be my mentor, or mags, or Annie, it depended on whom they chose I think, or maybe I got all three? Who knows?
surprise surprise, 6 years later it’s the 73rd hunger games reaping, I’m 12 and Finnick is 21, turning 22. “For the female tribute” our “chauffeur” as I call her said with a moment of silence before continuing “Bianca Di Angelo!” I heard someone gasp, someone who was most likely the girls brother “and for the male tribute.. Nicolo Di Angelo!” She yells, and the boy pales. I watch him before yelling “I volunteer as tribute!” And stepping out of line, looking at the boy and mustering a small, sad smile. I spot Finnick, he’s paler than he was ever, I knew he was devastated. “Give a hand for our female and male tribute, Bianca Di Angelo and Perseus Jackson!” She says(more like yells) “May the odds come fair, for you are done” she says and I pause, that wasn’t her usual line.
We were lead into the justice building and given a room to sit in for visitors, the first visitors were my mom and sister, Estelle. We said our goodbyes then they ran out of time, a boy bursted into the room and bound himself into my arms, crying “promise me you’ll protect her!” The boy said, I was 12. I wouldn’t be able to protect her and I know it, Bianca was 14, she’d have to do it herself. “I promise” I said with a deep breath “to try my best at protecting Bianca, okay Nico?” I ask him, and he nods before he runs out of time too. I expected Finnick, but then realized Finnick was my mentor, this was gonna be a bumpy ride. Physically and mentally.
I walked onto the train and was immediately caught with a hug from Finnick “why would you do that Perseus!?” I flinched, for the first time since I volunteered I realized, I flinched because of my full name, I looked down and frowned “I couldn’t just let to siblings who were bound to die, die.” I mutter and he just runs a hand through my hair “Percy that doesn’t mean risk your life because you have good morals” he says and I sigh and lean against him, Bianca raised an eyebrow “do you two know each other?” She asked and I glared and walked away, Finnick sighed “We’re friends, practically siblings if we’re being honest” he says.
THE CAPITOL
This place was weird and way too fancy, there wasn’t any water and/or ocean, Bianca started waving and I looked at her with a jaw drop before schooling my expression. I was a strong kid, I should be fine.
i met my team, their fine. I didn’t catch their names and they didn’t care for mine, but they made me look good, when Finnick saw me he looked away, like he knew something was gonna happen. The tribute parade was eugh, he saw snow and glared, kept an angry expression. For the.. meeting thingy on stage he walked on after Bianca whom acted her role perfectly, Percy wasn’t gonna do that because “his role” was his personality in general, bitchy, moody yet had basic manners and general ability to respect people. He sat down and looked at Caesar flickerman “Hello Perseus, how is your day?” He asked and I gave a so-so motion which he nodded out “You look wonderful, would you mind standing up and giving us a twirl” he smiles, it sounded friendly but was more so a demand. This didn’t happen for Bianca, why’s it happening for him?? He still stood up and twirled, he saw Finnicks expression and frowned but plastered the poker face again.
”you did great” Finnick said, hugging Percy while ruffling Bianca’s hair.
soon came the training days, he trained but kept his abilities to a minimum, not letting the careers see his abilities, they looked at me like I was meat, I glared at them. I was good at using a sword and trident, and people saw that, he kept hitting targets in the most lethal spot, he was a great climber.
The day where they gave our scores came quicker then expected. “Percy Jackson, district 4” was called, and I went. I grabbed a trident and threw it at the dummy, hitting it right on the bullseye, then threw another and stuck them in the throat, he walked out. Score time came, ‘6,7,9,4,5,9’ random numbers were called till we got to district four “Bianca Di Angelo, 8” Caesar said “Percy Jackson, 12” oh. well I’m gonna be targeted “Percy what did you do?” Everyone asked “threw a trident or two” I mumbled and got up, going to sleep.
the arena.
It was a ruined city, that was the arena. I saw the couroncopia and I locked my eves on a bag I could tell was full of food and pretty useful items, ‘12..11..10..9..8..7..6’ the voice muffled, and the games started, I ran to the middle and grabbed my bag and a dagger, someone tried to take the dagger, I snatched it and sliced the persons neck, district 8 maybe, I don’t remember their name, I then noticed a trident and I smiled before getting yanked back and pushed against a wall by a career, posh Maybe? I kicked him away and ran to the trident just for another career to take it, I growled but ran for the forest, I’ll get the damn trident later.
I know Finnick was watching, and I needed to make him proud.
oh and I need to protect Bianca, hm. Percy stabbed some else, district 12, over 5 cannons have went off, he grabbed twelves items, food.. water canister, iodine? Maybe? I think it purified water, matches and a.. a.. what the fuck is this? I picked the thingy up and studied it, it looked to be a watch? Wtf? But the more I studied it the more I saw, it was a pocket knife, stupid weapon ig. I climbed into an abandoned building and opened my bag, jackpot! Food, sleeping bag, rope, soap, dried meats and fruits, traps. YES!
The night passed, the panem sound went off and so did 5 cannons. 18 more tributes to kill, or to be killed to win.
the next day I travelled through the forest, I did for multiple days, I killed multiple times. I killed the career who got the trident, and I was like Finnick, you couldn’t beat the boy with a trident, yet they didn’t all know about the trident and it retracted into a pen and sword, I named it riptide.
I found Bianca with a few people, Bianca trusted me but the others didn't, they told Bianca how many people I had killed, she didn’t care. her ignorance got her killed, I tried to protect her, I really did! I killed the one who killed her, there was more tributes to kill, and I didn’t have to limit myself now.
5 more tributes left, not including me. It was mostly careers left and they were on the hunt for Percy “trident boy” Jackson. Percy used the sword multiple times in a fight with a district one career, posh. They fought and Percy won, he sword wasn’t big enough to stab posh through the neck so he used his trident and posh was dead, a cannon went off. 4 more to go, 5 if including himself, he saw a parachute and followed it to find someone, he sliced their neck, 3 more to go. He was brutal and 12, maybe he was 13 now? I don’t think I am, his birthday was in August, I still think it’s January. It felt like years but it’s been days.
He ate some fruits by a small pond, happily munching on the strawberries. He saw the attack coming and he threw the dagger, hitting the career in the stomach, stopping the heart. One more tribute, this was gonna be interesting.
He ran behind the tribute and tackled them, they fought for a good amount of time before Percy slashed his neck and knocked the kid out, not kid, teen, the boy was 17, Percy was 12. And Percy killed the 17 year old, Percy won the games. That was traumatizing, just as traumatizing as Finnick said, he cried multiple times.
“Percy Jackson, The Victor of the 73rd hunger games!”
it wasn’t over.
it would never end
why would it?
he wouldn’t believe it
He won’t believe lies.
Also doesn’t he have a math test on Monday, what’s today? Saturday? that’s gonna be a hellish Monday.