The Hunger Games

**This is based on the series ‘The Hunger Games’ except with dragons and it has been written by me. If you would like me to add one of your OC characters tell me in the comments. I am writing this in a similar stile to Dragonslayer, with each chapter (except the first ten) in a different dragons perspective.**

###### Things you should know

* This is set in the far, far future when a evil government has taken over.
* The ‘evil government’ is the StoneWings.

### Participants:

* LeafWings : Nettle, Sunflower, Acacia
* SilkWings : Palmfly, Saturniidae, Karner
* HiveWings : Cane, Tropica, Chilopoda
* MudWings : Earthquake, Wetland, Potter
* SeaWings : Monsoon, Neptune, Corallight
* NightWings : Bladewielder, Dragonkiller, Triad
* SandWings : Jackal, Electron, Dust
* IceWings : Frostbud, Polaris, Seal
* RainWings : Deathspeaker, Strawberry, Gleam
* SkyWings : Storm, Amethyst, Spark

## Prologue

Deathspeaker's eyes glittered in the moonlight as she stared down at Neptune. This was it, time to end the life of yet another dragon.

Neptune’s eyes looked into hers in absolute terror, he had known this was coming, but hadn’t realized quite how soon. Deathspeaker had hunted him down in a matter of hours, after it had been broadcasted that Neptune had killed Bladewielder.

Although she hadn’t known Bladewielder until a few days ago, it had still felt like a piece of her was being ripped away from her. Her Nightwing side mourned him even when the rest of her didn’t care, so she just had to get rid of that weakness.

And so now with Neptune under her talons, she was ready to kill him. She looked into Neptune’s desperate eyes one more time before dragging her sharp claws through his blue neck. She allowed a ripple of excitement go through her, that always happened when she killed someone.

Neptune let out a frightening scream as life drained from him. His scream slowly faded into a whisper and then nothing, not a sound. Then the cannon sounded, telling everyone that another contestant had died.

Blood covered Deathspeaker’s claws dripping sadly as though it was alive and understood that Neptune was dead.

Deathspeaker quickly dropped the body and darted into the woods, knowing a scream like that would alert other dragons of her whereabouts. Sure enough, as she left she heard shouting and talons hitting the ground.

## Chapter 1 - LeafWings

“Nettle, Sunflower, and Acacia!” The StoneWing called, looking down his snout at the crowd of LeafWings.

The crowd whispered to one another as three LeafWings climbed onto the stage. They looked extremely gloomy as four StoneWings chained them and pulled them into the sky.

## Chapter 2 - SilkWings

SilkWings covered the streets all headed in the same direction, the town square. You could hear the shouting of people trying to sell their food, furniture, and kitchen utensils. “Get your flamesilk lamps here!” or “Get your ripe bananas here!” or “Don’t go there, my fruit is riper!”

Dragons ignored them as they walked, this was what always happened on the day of the reaping.

Once the crowd had reached the main square, a StoneWing started calling out names. “Palmfly, Saturniidae, and Karner!” Three SilkWings stepped onto the stage, looking extremely glum.

The remaining SilkSings couldn’t hold in their cheer, of another year of safety from The Hunger Games.

## Chapter 3 - HiveWings

*Ding! Ding! Ding!* The bell went off, alerting everyone that today was the reaping. Masses and masses of HiveWings were running down the street. not wanting to be late.

A StoneWing stood on the stage, smiling at the crowd of dragons.

He dipped his talon to into the box and clasped three pieces of paper in his claws before taking his talon out.

“Cane, Tropica, and Chilopoda!” He exclaimed. The crowd parted to let the dragons onto the stage. The three HiveWings looked at the remaining dragons one more time before being pulled into the sky by four more StoneWings.

## Chapter 4 - MudWings

All the MudWings had gathered in a single swamp awaiting the names to be called, “Earthquake, Wetland, and Potter!” A StoneWing yelled.

A small group on MudWings stepped onto the stage looking slightly scared as more StoneWings pulled them into the air.

## Chapter 5 - SeaWings

The sound of waves crashing against the warm sand was soothing as the SeaWings gathered on the beach to decide who the SeaWing contestants would be for The Hunger Games.

A StoneWing landed on an elevated pile of sand and called the names, “Monsoon, Neptune, and Corallight!”

There was a cry from the crowd as Neptune stepped on someone’s foot, not caring about anyone but himself.

”It seems you may have a promising contestant for The Hunger Games this year.” The StoneWing said as he looked at Neptune.

Corallight and Monsoon followed him onto the small pile of sand the StoneWing was perched on. Immediately they were grabbed by the strong arms of four more StoneWings and yanked into the sky.

## Chapter 6 - NightWings

A sea of black, or at least that was what it looked like, had gathered in the great hall of the governor’s house.

NightWings weren’t normally allowed in the governor’s home, but this was a special occasion, the reaping.

The governor stepped onto a large chair, to appear higher then the other dragons.

“Hello everyone, as you all know today is the day of the reaping, which is a very important day, and as such, I will be taking the three NightWing contestants for The Hunger Games to the capital myself.” A gasp traveled round the crowd.

The governor smiled to himself before saying, “The three people are, drumroll, please,” All he got was a lot of rolled eyes. Annoyed, he said, “Bladewielder, Dragonkiller, and Triad!”

Once their names had been called, the three dragons pushed through the crowd and walked up beside the chair the governor was sitting on.

”Wonderful!” The governor said. “We will leave at midnight.”

## Chapter 7 - SandWings

SandWings covered the desert all trying to get a glimpse of the three SandAing players for The Hunger Games. Their names had been called only moments before, ‘Jackal, Electron and Dust.’

Now they were in the air surrounded in StoneWings taking them in the direction of The Hunger Games.

## Chapter 8 - IceWings

Ice, freezing, cold ice covered the IceWings as they stood in the blowing winds waiting for three names to be called, three very important names.

It was known that some of the dragonets here desperately wanted to take part in The Hunger Games, but others not so much.

A large StoneWing stepped onto the stage, his body shaking from the cold. Most dragons weren’t equipped for this weather. He dunked his claws into the crystal bowl and read out the names he had picked, “Frostbud, Polaris and Seal!” Three IceWings stepped onto the stage. It was known that these particular three hadn’t wanted to be picked. They were pulled into the sky by the burly StoneWing.

## Chapter 9 - RainWings

A crowd of RainWings had gathered in the town square awaiting the names to be called for the three unfortunate RainWings that would have to take part in The Hunger Games.

A sinister looking StoneWing stepped onto the stage and dipped his claws into the jar containing all the possible contestants for this year. He took his talon out and read out the name written on it, "Strawberry!" He called.

A timid looking RainWing walked onto the stage and forced himself to form a smile.

The StoneWing took a look at him before reading out the next name “Gleam!” Gleam stepped onto the stage, she was a beautiful pastel green with a few orange spots scattered across her body, she looked at the crowd of dragons before stepping over to Strawberry to wait for the next name to be chosen.

”Deathspeaker!” The StoneWing said. A hybrid stepped onto the stage, her obvious connection to NightWings, IceWings and SandWings was terrifying, from her SandWing barb to her IceWing spikes that coved her neck and tail. She looked up at the StoneWing crossly before joining Strawberry and Gleam.

Four more StoneWings came onto the stage and put the three dragons on chains, then flew into the sky, pulling them with them in the direction of the capital.

## Chapter 10 - SkyWings

Fire illuminated the sky, sending shivers down the spine’s of anyone who saw it.

Hundreds of SkyWings had gathered in the arena to listen to the names being called of the dragons that would have to fight in The Hunger Games. A bulky StoneWing stepped onto the stage smiling down at the crowd, he read from a piece of paper, “Storm, Amethyst and Spark.”

A cheer erupted through the crowd as a hybrid stepped onto the stage. Hybrids were thought of as ‘impure’ and not ‘true dragons’. So the fact that a hybrid was going to likely die in The Hunger Games, pleased everyone deeply.

StoneWings grabbed the three SkyWings and took them into the sky, leaving the rest of the SkyWings to their normal work.

## Chapter 11 - Palmfly

Life! Wonderful, glittering life. Palmfly had thought her life wouldn’t end until she was oooold, but as it turned out her death was due very soon. She was to take part in The Hunger Games, the blood thirsty game that haunted every young dragonet until their eleventh birthday.

Now with only days until the games started she was more scared than ever.

Palmfly walked over to the camouflage center, thinking that maybe she could hide from all the other players until they had killed each other off.

The dragon running the camouflage area’s face lit up as she walked over. He didn’t normally have anyone come over to learn about camouflage, so this was a great delight to him.

”Hello.” Palmfly said, “Umm…could I have some help with camouflaging in the bush? You know, bright colours and all.” She returned his smile.

”Of course! Right away, come over here and I can show you how to make paints.” She followed him over to a pile of berry’s towards the other side of the cave.

He started showing her what berry’s to mix to make certain colours and how to mush them so their texture was smooth and soft but not too liquidy that it would slip of your scales.

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After a few hours of testing, and playing with the paints, Palmfly finally moved over to hunting.

There were live animals in a large pen off to the side, pigs, goats and chickens. Palmfly doubted there would be any farm animals in the arena, but it was still a chance to strengthen her hunting skills and she wasn’t going to waste it.

She strolled over to the enclosure where two SeaWings and a SandWing were already training. A larger StoneWing came over, the instructor she guessed.

”Hello,” The StoneWing said. Palmfly couldn’t help looking at her strange coloured scales, they were black with a light grey spots, not the best look in her opinion, but still she smiled and waited for the StoneWing to continue.

“You see that goat over there?” The StoneWing asked pointing to a fury creature in the distance. Before waiting for Palmfly to answer she said, “hunt it so I can get an idea on what you need to work on.”

Palmfly nodded and opened the gate to the enclosure to get in and then quickly shut it behind her.

Towards the edge a black goat was screaming in terror as the SeaWings cornered it, to Palmfly’s other side the SandWing was gnawing on a dead pig.

She walked over to the fury, white goat near the exit, once she was close enough she lepped at it and dug her sharp teeth into its skin.

It’s soft texture warmed her and let her worries of The Hunger Games drift away until one of the SeaWings roared in anger as a chicken escaped from under their talons.

Palmfly sighed.

*Ding! Ding! Ding!*

The bell went off marking the end of training, Palmfly followed the other contestants out into the corridor. She let her talons sink into the soft velvet underfoot, looking at the paintings as she walked.

She turned a corner and noticed a small sheet of paper sitting on the floor. She picked it up and unrolled it, on the piece of paper there was a picture of a MudWing, SeaWing, NightWing, RainWing and a strange coloured SandWing. Below the picture there was writing. She peered at it and read, ***THE DRAGONETS OF DESTINY!***

Palmfly stared at the five dragons in the picture until her eyes grew tired, she pocketed the piece of paper and promised herself she would have a look at it later, but right now all she wanted to do was sleep.

She creeped down the corridor towards her bedroom and opened the door to number 25, inside were the only belonging she had brought. A necklace, the one thing she would take with her into the arena, a floral bag, with pink, purple and blue flowers on it similar to her scale colours. Below those was a large leather suitcase filled with her other bits and bobs she had collected over the years, and a photo album full of pictures of her and her family.

Palmfly crawled into bed and pulled the covers tightly over her shaking body, she glanced outside before falling into deep sleep, all her dreams based on the five dragons in the picture she had found.

## Chapter 12 - Bladewielder

Bladewielder trodded down the hall, head held high as he passed two RainWings. They snorted as he passed as though they thought they were better than him. *Well they’ll be sorry when I win in The Hunger Games,* he thought fiercely.

He finally reached his room, *number 1* he thought proudly, *this is proof that I will win.* He turned the door nob and entered his room. Bladewielder stared proudly at his trophies that he had collected over the years, *ahh, sweet, sweet success. I bet those RainWings haven’t got anything to show for their life successes, if they have any.* He thought with a snort.

“Quiet down!” The dragon in the room next to his shouted, banging on the wall. Bladewielder ignored him and out of spite started making more noise than before.

*Lousy dragon.*

He breathed fire into the lamp beside his bed, letting it illuminate his room. The fire flickered changing the shape of the shadows continuously.

He crawled into bed, if you could call it that, it was on the stone floor made up of a single blanket that he was to use for both his mattress and blanket.

After much struggle he finally got into a comfy-ish position. He looked around the bare room, not a bit of furniture to be seen in the whole cave, it was similar to his room at home, the walls made of stone but this room also radiated sadness rather than the joy he felt at home.

He started to close his eyes, just before he fell asleep he noticed a dragon shaped shadow across his room. *Huh?* He thought before a piece of cloth was pushed onto his face, poisoning him to sleep.

## Chapter 13 - Deathspeaker

The sun beamed through Deathspeaker’s open window illuminating the room. Her first reaction was anger, anger that the stupid world had awoken her from her deep slumber. She wished there was a way to murder it, killing the sun so that they could never wake her up again. She wasn’t in the mood to be in The Hunger Games.

She slithered out of bed and into standing position. She pulled a bag full of blow darts around her neck, courtesies of her the Rainwing tribe.

Walking down the hall, she passed a pathetic Rainwing and a group of Silkwings. She absolutely loathed other dragons, but those two species especially. Of course she was a a hybrid, part of her distantly connected to rainwings. But she found them utterly pathetic, and not worth her time.