Victoria
Tan skin, long light brown hair, blue eyes, 5’2, 15
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"Suzy, Suzy wake up!" I playfully slap her cheek.
"Victoria!" she yells, rubbing her face. I feel shock, then I feel my cheek. I felt it, when I slapped Suzy I felt it in my own cheek. Suzy gives me a dirty look and gets changed. Sometimes we are really close and sometimes I want to shoot her.
"You want to walk?" she asks. I nod, oh ya you are probably wondering where we are walking to. There is this thing that happens every year. I guess could call it a celebration but no one celebrates. It’s called the Naming, The Naming of the hunters. Oh ya and you are probably also wondering why I felt my cheek being slapped when I slapped my sisters cheek, well... were twins. Not psycho twins, just twins. Suzy ran ahead because she heard the announcer, Gerald’s, voice.
"Gerald", she giggles. "He is so dreamy!"
Gerald
Pale skin, purple eyes, 21, 6 feet, flawless face, perfect white teeth, shaggy black hair)
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I hate my job. You know what I hate even more than my job? Seeing the video screen on the town square zoom in on the persons face as I call their names
"Gerald! You are on in 5" a voice yells from near the stage. I step onto the stage and give everyone my smile that makes the girls melt. But they don't get it underneath my perfect face lives a monster.
"Welcome to the 26th annual hunt!" My voice ringing out across the crowd, everyone is silence. I smile again, I swear if I am this happy when I call the contestants I will puke. The ice fountain raises itself from the square, begging for everyone's eyes. They cannot hear but I can, it groans and creaks when it comes up. Then fish made of watery ice jump from the fountain and dissolve when they hit the floor. I don't get it, why did they pick me? I was dying, the disease was killing me, and they had a cure. They offered me a chance to live; they said all I had to do was be an announcer. I didn't know it would drive me crazy, that was 26 years ago, and I am still 21. Of course after I recovered from the disease my face was patched and shrunken. They gave me plastic surgery, made me pretty. Or so you could say. Every time I look in the mirror I see my ugly shrunken face staring back, because mirrors never lie. I still cannot believe it, the government has a cure the disease but they will not use it! They just use it as their weapon; they won't stop the pain and suffering. I reach out and grab a fish from the fountain; it turns into a piece of glass with a name engraved into it.
"Victoria Oak" I say,
"VICTORIA OAK!" This time I practically scream it. I smile, my stomach sinks, and my breakfast is threatening to rise. A girl starts pushing herself to the front she just pushed another girl away from her. Probably family, the family girl is screaming and choking at the same time. 3 boys are holding her back, but she is threatening to break loose. Another thing I hate about my job? It makes sane people go insane. The girl keeps pushing forward her voice rings out across the crowd.
"That's me...I" She starts choking, takes a deep breath and keeps going.
"I... am Victoria Oak."
"Lucky you" I smile looking out to the crowd, my breakfast coming closer and closer to my mouth.
"Lucky, Lucky you"
Suzzy
Tan skin, long light brown hair, blue eyes, 5’2, 15
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I never knew what it meant to be choking on your words, but know it makes perfect sense. I had to take huge gulps of air and whenever I tried to talk it felt like a hand clamped down on my throat.
“She” I choke
“Victoria.... was ch-ch-ch-chosen?” But I felt this sort of adrenalin in my soul. I felt strong not strong enough to fight of the world though, or you could say 3 boys. Then again Victoria didn’t want me, she pushed me away right? Away from her as if to say it’s okay Suzzy, everything will be just fine. Or am I crazy or something? Sometimes I do wonder though... I mean sometimes when I hit her or when she gets hit I can feel the pain, it scares me makes me think that I might be crazy. She might laugh at me or take me away to the happy home. .... Her crazy twin. Well anyways Good Luck Victoria. She keeps walking away. Further and further away. I can’t believe it, she is leaving me, I lash out one more time trying to escape but everything is useless.
Gerald
I am a monster, I know I have already said that but I am. I grab the next fish..... This is going to take forever.
“Sean,” my voice rings out, “Sean Johnson”. The crowd is still silent a large boy walks toward the stage. No one says anything, poor boy I think. Apparently the boy is not stupid because he nods and climbs onto the stage.
Sean
Pale skin, bushy brown hair, 6’6, brown eyes, 18
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No one cried for me, no one yelled for me to come back. Not even my mother. Wait that’s not true my mother is not alive. I talk to her though, they say I’m crazy. But I’m not I swear I promise you, mom.
Gerald
The boy is talking to something near him but no one is near him! I grab another fish letting the pain rocket up my arm.
“Jade........ Jade Armstrong.” A girl in the crowd falls to her knees crying. While another girl looks at the girl who fell to her knees
“Bayle!!” she says angrily and marches up to the stage with her head held high. Her eyes flickered with fear though when she passed Sean.
Jade
5’3, chest length strawberry blonde hair, blue eyes, 13
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I’m not afraid right? Guess again, I am a pretty good actress. Looking at my sister made my knees feel weak. It made me want to run away from this whole world. I swear, but I want to prove my sister wrong, I want to win.
Gerald
I grab the next fish
“Josh, Josh Lauren.” I look up and an old man starts wobbling toward the stage with an old lady attached to his arm. My bottom lip is starting to wobble.
“Please sir, no she needs me!!” his voice is scratchy. Tears fill into his eyes. He starts to make me feel sick,
“Sir” I say “Come onto the stage don’t make this hard”, my voice is stern, but the air burns when I breathe.
Josh
80, 5’6, frizzy hair, sparkling blue eyes, big glasses, pale skin
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I’m sad, unhappy not far me but for my wife, Laura. She won’t be able to bear the pain of having to watch me. I think she might go crazy. But I really don’t know, she does not handle stress very well. All I know is I love her.
Gerald
Next person, sometimes after a couple contestants, I start to num up. Not care.
“Dwaine.... Dwaine Richardson” then I hear it in the crowd, a boy yelling.
“WHAT??? WHAT THE HELL?? I AM NOT DOING THIS!!” cries the boy. He stars to run from the crowd but stumbles and falls, security guards come towards him he regains his footing and runs head on into the two security guards. Pushing through them he runs towards the stage, I don’t think he knows where he is going. He runs head on into the stage and passes out. I contain myself but deep inside I want to burst out laughing! What an idiot you can’t run from the government, because the government will find you, and dodging mines in the hunt is going to look like hopscotch.
Dwaine
Dirty blonde hair, skinny, 5’1, 14, green/brown eyes
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NO WAY AM I GOING TO RISK MY LIFE TO MAKE SOME STUPID HUMANS HAPPY! I KNOW IM A HUMAN TOO, BUT I DO NOT ENJOY WATCHING PEOPLE SAVAGLY KILL EACH OTHER FOR THE PURPOSE OF ENTERTAINMENT! SHIT IM GONA DIE!
Gerald
I really don’t want to be mean, but stupid kid. I reach out and catch the next fish. It is flailing and trying to get out of my hands. I hold it tighter as it turns to a sheet of glass.
“Summer, Summer Booth!” I cry out in shock. I know this girl! When she was younger I used to babysit her and her brother. I look for her in the crowd and see her, our eyes meet, her big green eyes are filled with fear, mine in shock. She stumbles forward towards the stage and all I see before she is lead behind me is a tear, falling down her cheek.
Summer
5’4, green eyes, shoulder length dark brown hair, 13,
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I can’t believe it! I was chosen, I was chosen!! I don’t want to be chosen! I don’t want to fight till I die in a contest, just so people can watch me on TV. I want to live till I’m old and have grandchildren and I want to at least live till I am twenty! I I I don’t want to be a baby but I think I have the right to cry. And another thing I can’t believe that Gerald called me up we used to be good friends!
Gerald
I still feel sick about calling up summer. But the naming must go on, so on it went until there were 28 people standing on the stage. After 6 hours of forcing myself to be happy, I could take of my mask and stop smiling.
Victoria
I said goodbye to Suzzy, told her I loved her, and went back to behind the stage. When I saw Gerald he was not smiling just wandering around aimlessly, his face slack. I saw no emotions in his dark purple eyes. I swear this whole place is a loony bin. Everyone is pretending they are not afraid, like Jade... I can see it in her eyes.
13*
10, bright blonde hair... short, blue eyes, freckles, boy, 4’5,
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I’m so afraid, this is not right. Someone in this room is probably going to kill me. No I take that back, we will all be murderers. We will all kill, be slashing monsters. They call me.
“Luke! 13!” They yell. I shudder and they motion for me to follow them. I am scares, so scared. I follow them to a table and they tell me to get on it. I scream in shock and try to run out of the room, they are going to operate on me! I kick out my legs and arms, but they are so much stronger than me. I feel a prick in my arm and now the rooms spinning... Its so weir.... plea....help m......
* Since all the competitors were not introduced they will be the number they were called up as. Such as Victoria is 1, Sean is 2, Jade is 3 and so on.
Doctor
I really like my job. It makes me feel bigger stronger than everyone else, I prick them in the arm and they are down! I guess you could say I’m sick, but I help people. I prepare them for the hunt, now that boy, number 13 I guess you could he is now hunt material. He has a tracking device in his arm and video cameras in his eyes. I know there are some people out there that think that I am a disgusting person but if you think I’m a lunatic you should meet some of the other people that work here.
Gerald
I had to round up everyone and tell them of the contest that they would be participating in. It’s a new addition to the hunt, it is supposed to only make the strongest people/ teams survive till the hunt. Many would be injured and a handful would never even step outside of the city limits.
Judge
I love this every year I get to Judge the contest. I can kill someone if I think that they are avoiding their event. I can make sure someone lives just because I fell like it. I think it’s twisted but twisted is fine. Because if you think I am a lunatic then you should see some of the people that work here.
Sean
Contest??? Did you hear that mom they are going to have contests before the hunt. I swear there are so many changes that happen here! So many things probably stay hidden right mom......mom.....mom can you hear me?
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YOU!
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Well this is just great! I thought it would be harmless to read this book and now I’m part of the competition, or the hunt it’s called the hunt right?
