The 1D games (Hunger Games/One Direction ff)

Hej alla! jag tänkte skriva en ny ff. (jag vet jag har redan börjat på flera men skrivit typ ett kapitel och lagt ner dem.) But this is diffrent! Vet att jag skrivit det förut, men nu har jag redan 3 kapitel klara och jag skriver på denna lite typ varje dag. så jag tror att den kommer uppdateras!

Som ruriken säger så är det en Hunger games/One direction ff hoppas ni vill läsa

Titel:The 1D games (tar gärna emot förslag på ny titel
Författare: H.Diggory.Grävling
Språk: engelska
Färdigskriven: Nix pix
Kapitel (än så länge) :1
Rating: PG (Det är ju ett hunger game)
Handling: Det sjuttionde hungerspelet ska snart börja. Vännerna Harry, Liam, Louis, Zayn och Niall kommer från olika distrikt men har träffats i en tunnel under deras distrikt. Kommer de att klara årets dragning av deltagare eller sändas in i hungerspelen. (Ja ni vet ju hungerspelen handlingen gissar jag, tror inte att det behövs mer handling)

Taggar några som Kanske vill läsa. (Förlåt om jag taggat nån som inte vill bli taggad)
Lida Winny Geasley Alien
Bullen1 9 3/4 Dream scarhead

Herregud det låter faktiskt väldigt intressant haha. Cx
Bevakat helt klart

Nu kommer första kapitlet!

Reaping of tributes

"We're going to the reaping now!" I shouted to mum.
"See you Lou!" Lottie's voice came from the living room and she and mum appeared in the doorway.
"Take care of each other now" she said and hugged first Eleanor and then me.
"Of course we will. See you later" I said as I opened the door and a cool summer wind made the scarfs on the hat rack move.
"Bye and thanks for the breakfast Mrs. Tomlinson" Eleanor said and walked out the door after me. Towards the reaping.
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I went down the stairs when mum called me.
“Harry com you’ll be late for the reaping!” But it was a sad call. That sad call she always called this day. A shout she didn’t want to shout. When I went down my mum stood there. Her eyes where sad just like her voice. She held out my jacket for me and I took it smiled at her. It didn’t help. My sister Gemma came into the hall to say bye too. She was 19 and the only good thing with the reaping day was that she didn’t have to go. She hugged me hard and whispered in my ear to comfort me.
“They won’t pick you. There are more than fifty other boys and your name is only on one paper”
I left my house with that in mind. They won’t pick me…
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"Welcome to the reaping of tributes for the 70th hunger game. For the honor of representing district 11" Hanna who always called out the tributes stood behind the microphone and waved at the young girls and boys. I followed the other boys, from 11, in my age to the stage. It felt like my stomach as filled with knives, and like every step I took closer to the bowls with the names made the knives cut deeper and deeper into my stomach, and at last make make me fal down dead. This feeling visited me every year this day. I hadn’t been picked for four years and if I only made it three more years I would be safe…
“Well ladies first…” Hanna called out from the stage. I watched her as she walked over to the right side of the stage. Watched her as she put her hand in the bowl and let it fly over the papers. She put down her hand among the papers, raised it again and waved with the note she had picked. She walked over to the microphone with the paper in a tight grip.
“The female tribute from district 11…May Smith!” I turned my head to the girls on the left and saw a little blond girl step out of the crowd. She didn’t look to be older than thirteen.
“Come here dear” Hanna called and May tried to hurry her steps. When she had entered the stage Hanna spoke again.
“And now for the boys!” she walked over to the bowl with the boys names and picked one. Please not me. I begged and felt the knives cut harder in my stomach.
“The male tribute from district 11…Liam Payne.!” And the knives were through. I just wanted to fall to the ground but I knew that it would be impossible. I had to accept this…
“Liam Payne” Hanna called out again, it hurt me almost more than the first time. “Where are you dear?” My legs started to move automatically and as I walked past the girls I got a glimpse of Danielle. I had never told her that I really liked her and now it felt like the biggest mistake in my life.
“The tributes from district 11…May Smith and Liam Payne! Happy hunger games and may the odds be ever in your favor.
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Another year’s reaping of tributes had come and I couldn’t say that anyone looked forward to it. If only to make sure you didn’t have to go around and worry to be picked, until next year. Even if the sun shone it felt like the cloudiest day of the year. I stood silent behind my friend Sam waiting for Sophia to pick the tributes so we could go home and have a peaceful afternoon together, as we did after every reaping.
“Well…hmm…welcome to the reaping of tributes for district 8” At least I thought.
“As usual ladies first” Sophia said into the silver microphone. She put her hand in the bowl with names.
“The female tribute from district 8” she started to unfold te note in her hands. Hurry up now I thought. Not enough that you had to hear who would take part in a stupid game, you had to wait for it in eternity.
“Eleanor Calder!” Sophia red. I had never known any of the tributes from earlier years but this was too much. Eleanor started to walk up to the stage with strong steps. As she reached the stage my hand flew up and I held up three fingers. Honoring sign. More hands raised. I looked straight at Eleanor, she caught my gaze and her lips formed three words. ‘I love you’.
“I love you more…” I whispered.
“And now for the boys” Sophia said but I couldn’t really hear her.
“The male tribute from district 8…Louis Tomlinson” I had been picked hadn’t I? The possibility had always felt like million miles away to me, and now I was even more shocked the before. But I still felt like this was the best way it could have been. That I should go to the Capitol together with Eleanor, we would although be together the possibly last weeks of our lives.
“The tributes from district 8. Eleanor Calder and Louis Tomlinson!”
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I watched my little sister as she walked beside her friend into the crowd of younger girls I hoped with all of my heart that she wouldn’t get reaped.
“Hello? Ah welcome to the reaping of tributes from district 4” This year Leo stood behind the microphone. He and Isabella used to call the tributes every two year and this year it was Leo’s turn. Everyone knew it could take a little more time when Leo held the ceremony because he always was very nervous.
“Hm, um ladies first yes” It was all quiet when he walked over the stage and picked a paper note and unfolded it. Don’t pick my sister please, pick me, maybe it would be exciting I thought.
“The female tribute from this district…Rose green”
“No Rose! My sister Angela screamed, when I started to walk towards the stage.
“Angela I’ll win this okay, trust me!” I called out ang walked walked backwards closer to the stage.
For a minute it felt like I was a world famous singer. Everyone’s eyes at me and the sun shone in my eyes like spotlights. But then I was called back to reality.
“and now for the boys” Leo picked a note and I wondered who it would be. Someone from my school? My class? I hoped it wouldn’t be Shaun, maybe I hoped for Tim.
“Niall Horan!” yes, someone from my class I thought. After a little while Niall stepped out of the crowd. He looked unsure and I thought he wouldn’t make it long. His only interest was playing on his guitar, but actually he was quite cute. I saw Niall’s older brother among the older boys and I felt a little sad when I saw his face. Niall mumbled a “Hi” when he passed me and I forced a smile.
“The tributes from district 4, Rose Green and Niall Horan!”




Hope you liked it!

Jättebra, bevakar!

Tack!
Nu kommer kapitel 2


Goodbye

A door opened and I was an inch from smaching my head in it.
"Wait here" someone said. "Train goes in twenty minutes" I walked into a little room slowly, without even knowing if I walked right. Someone closed the door behind me and I just stood. It was quiet, but not in my head.
"I'm gonna die. I have no change. I have to try. It's pointless. My family? How are they going to make it? They won't make any money if I don't work in the factory. No they'll make it. One direction will have to form without me. I never told Danielle...
I didn't notice when the door opened, but in the next second someone hugged me hard. I heard sobs. It was Nicola. When they where here I was slowly drawn back to the world. Out from the darkness but still not.
"Oh Liam..." Nicola cried. "I wish...oh how i wish...I could take your place" I put my arms around her and hugged her back.
"I don't want you to do that" I said. Nicola let go of me and whipped away her tears with her shirt. Ruth appeared behind her sister. Her eyes where red and tears streamed freely down her face.
"Try to win brother...please" she hiccuped and hugged me. I was drown a little further out from the darkness when i felt her warmth and love. Ruth hugged me long and I just wished I had the power to freeze things. I would have froze this moment and made the time stop. When Ruth let go she took a step to the side. Mum stood there. Her eyes where more red than anyone else's in the room. She shook. That totally cracked my heart. I hadn't really cried since my name was pulled out of the bowl but now everything came at once. I cried out all my feelings, a stream of black smoke. My hate for Panem. My regret for never telling Danielle what I felt. My worry for my family. My fear for what was coming...
And mum hugged me, just like when i was little and had had a nightmare. I just wanted to curdle to a ball and stay in mums arms.
"Come back to me please" she whispered in my ear.

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"I'll miss you..." I said and really meant it. Mum just nodded. The atmosfere between us was tensed. Everyone was in chock.
"You'll make it, I know you will" mum hugged me. Dad nodded at me, but his smile wasn't real. Greg stood quiet in the corner and looked into the floor. None of us knew what to do with the short time we'd got to say goodbye. Maybe a last goodbye. I had said bye to mum and dad now. It felt really strange and I wanted to say something to Greg too, but I didn't know what.
"Say bye to Henry from me please" was the only thing I managed to get out of my mouth. Greg looked up from the floor.
"I will" he mumbled. I'll never forget the sadness I saw in his eyes when he looked at me, and I was sure he wanted to take my place in the games.
The door to the little room we stood in opened and a peacekeeper looked in.
"Time to go to the train Mr. Horan" I nodded and turned to the door.
"Niall..." Greg spoke, I turned back to him. In next second he held his arms around me.
"I love you brother...you have to fight" he whispered in my ear.
"I will" I answered before I left my family behind me.

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Mum cried. I didn't like it at all. I held her close and whispered in her ear.
"I've been training to survive this games, and you've seen me. You've actually said I was really good with a sword...so you don't have to worry about me" but it didn't really help. I let out a little sigh. We all knew this moment could come and even if I was sad, I had to try to make myself calm. If I got the same panic as many others had had before the game I would never make it. I let go of mother, the time was almost out and I had my dad and sisters to take farewell of too.
"I got this okay" She whipped away her tears and nodded. I turned to Waliyha. she cried to. I bent down and hugged her.
"You heard what I said to mum?"
"Yah" she said" I took her little hand in mine.
"And I'll come back home to you, we'll be a family again" Waliyha smiled a little, I was pleased. I stood upright again and turned to dad. We were quiet but talked with out eyes as only he and I could. He pattered my back.
"See you son" he mumbled. My sister Doniya walked over to me and hugged me, I put my arms around her and hugged her back. I was happy that she'd never have to enter the games.
"I love you Zayn" she said. "Make sure you win this game now!"
"Yay, I will" she started to let go of me. " And by the way..." I said and pulled her closer, whispered in her ear. "Say hi to Perrie from me, will you?"
"Sure" she laughed and teased me by quietly whistling the 'love is in the air' tune. I rolled my eyes and turned to the last in my family. Safaa. She was only eight years old and didn't really understand all about the hunger games yet, but she cried because everyone else was in so different moods.
"Why are mum crying?" She asked when I knelt in front of her.
"Because I'm going to...the hunger games" it felt a little hard to say it, which scared me.
"The hungry games?" She said.
"Yes and I won't come back in a long time" I said. If I shouldn't make it home Safaa would maybe ask if I where to come home soon which felt better than saying that I'd maybe die...just for now. But I would make it I corrected myself.
"But you will come back right?" She asked me. "Promise me you will" I leaned in and hugged her, rested my chin against her small shoulder, closed my eyes and sighed.
"Yes I promise" I said. I would win this...for them.

Har tyvärr inte tid att läsa den här men den verkar jättebra!

tack! Och synd

Jag har inte läst hungerspelen bara sett filmen men kommer inte ihåg mycket. Fick veta av en vän att dem får lyx rum på tåget, och upptäckte att det inte precis stämde med min ff. orkade inte skriva om den delen så om ni läst hungerspelen så får ni stå ut med att jag går efter filmen ibland, och att det kan bli lite knasigt. Hoppas ni gillar det här kapitlet i alla fall.
Förresten, jag byter ju POV då och då. vill ni att jag skriver ut vems POV det är eller ska man få lista ut det genom att läsa?

Kapitel 3

Train to the Capitol
Part.1

Eleanor stepped onto the train to the Capitol. She shook a little when her foot touched the little stair up. When I stepped on after her I understood why. The stair shook, very much. But well it would go in 250 km/h so maybe it wasn't that strange. I wondered if Harry or his parents had been part of the building of this train, as Harry was from district 6, transportation.
On the inside the train looked as amazing as on the outside. The walls were covered in flowery wallpapers that I bet cost more than my house. Right in front of me there was a bistro and two tables. When I looked to my left I saw a long aisle with white shining doors and further away another bistro, with walls covered with small stones. It was almost the same at the left. Except for a toilet and an extra big door with the text Tributes: District 8.
"Wow" I heard Eleanor saying and I couldn't deny that I agreed.
"Let's go we're going on too" someone said behind me, and I noticed I had stopped right in the entrance. I moved and let through from the reaping, two peacekeepers, one of them giving me a gaze telling me to watch out for him. A woman in big sunglasses, even if the sun was covered by grey clouds, and last another woman with black long hair. She stopped behind me and Eleanor looked at us and said.
"Your rooms are behind that door" she pointed at the door with the black text. "I'm your mentor Zara, go to your rooms and...rest. Meet me in the bistro in one hour" she walked away from us towards the bistro to the left.
"Let's go to our rooms then" Eleanor said as she took my hand and walked towards the big door. The door was heavy to open and we had to pull together to make it open. We stood in a small small hall. In front of us there was a window showing trees that moved slowly. The train had already started to move. On both the left and right there was a brown door.
"One each i guess" I said and pulled down the handle to the right door while Eleanor walked to the left room.
It was a little room, and what did I expect it was on a train. There was a window in the room and a bed. It was low and the pillow and the cover was covered in a red sheet and a red pillow case, great my favorite color. That was the only thing in the room nothing else except for me. I had no packing so I walked out the room and went to Eleanor. As soon as I stepped into her room I wished I had taken it instead.
Her room had a bed just like mine but it was a bunk bed. The room was about twice as big as mine with a bigger window and a desk. Eleanor sat on the bed and looked at me.
"Why do you look so jealous?" She asked.
"Hm. Maybe 'cause your room is a lot bigger and better than mine I said, dragged her up from the bed and led her to my room.
"Look!" She laughed quietly at how serious I sounded about this.
"That wasn't fair right" she said. "But I think my room is big for the both of us if this one disturbs you" I laughed
"Yeah..."

"Did she really say the bistro?" I asked Eleanor.
"Yes, meet me in the bistro she said" Eleanor answered.
"She did?" I mumbled and looked around me. We were in the bistro on the left to our rooms, and there was no sign of Zara. I turned my head right and looked into the other bistro. She wasn't there either. I turned left again and this time I saw something move further away in the train.
"Do you think...?" I started.
"Yes there's more bistros" Eleanor said. Together we walked through the aisles on the left. Past tons of doors and beautiful tapestry and found ourselves standing in an even bigger bistro. Zara sat on a chair with a filled plate in front of her.
"Here you are" I groaned.
"You could have told us there's more than two bistros here" Eleanor said. Zara looked up at us and gestured to us to sit down.

"Since you haven't trained anything at home you have to train extra hard. I think the best way for you two to stay alive is to get sponsors. No it is the best way for you to stay alive. Who you'll get by...maybe a good story" Eleanor nodded I smiled and looked into the sealing.
"You know you should look quite good as a couple..." Zara said. I smiled even broader and gestured to Eleanor to be quiet when she opened her mouth to declare we actually were together. This could be fun. Seeing Zara's reaction as I planned to tell her in the end of the conversation. I laughed inside. __________________________________________________________________________________

I had the sound of the train in my ears as I sat on a seat in the back of the train. There was a big window there and I stared out quietly. I was glad I had said a real farewell to Greg, my best big brother. I was glad I wouldn’t have to leave with regret for something.
The forest outside the window shone in gold and pink. The sun sank at the horizon and painted also the sky in pink shades. I was beautiful… A good film shoot of this with a guitar solo in this moment would make my day for a week. But I hadn’t found any sign of the possibility to find a guitar. I sighed. Would I even live in one week? Actually I wasn’t sure how long the tributes were in the capitol before being placed in the arena. Earlier years I had been playing guitar while watching the games. I hadn’t perceived how long the games lasted only screams and death…And it was my future.
I caught myself thinking negative again. It would be twenty-four tributes in the arena and one would come out, and I had never thought that could be me. But it wasn’t impossible, was it? I had as god chance as anyone else right? I was from one of the richer districts. I ate and was healthy. That meant chances, right?
I thought of Liam for a while. He was always hungry when we met in the tunnel. I felt my stomach hurt in discomfort. How did he and Louis make the days? And Harry hadn’t plenty of food either. Uh, I pushed away the thoughts of my friends and found my ears longing for guitar sound again. Two things I couldn’t live without. Food and my guitar. I had to find one when we arrived in the Capitol, but still I hadn’t seen any big chances to get a guitar or any instrument.
I sighed. The sun was only a little yellow light far away now and the sky was going dark. I turned my head to the clock on the blue wallpapered wall. It showed 11.45 pm. I had sat here for three hours and no sight of anyone since Rose went to the bistro and mentor Max said bye. Rose had avoided me almost the whole trip, I wondered why.
I was woken from my daydreams about everything when I yawned. I really had to sleep it would be a long day tomorrow. As if today hadn’t been a long day…
I stood up and walked with slow steps to my room. It was dark, and I almost fell over a chair before I found a lamp button. The room was clean and big. A big closet which I opened. I had quite many different clothes at home but compered to this they were rubbish. Expensive fabrics and everything. For a moment I wondered how long I would go with this train but remembered it was only one night. This would be my complete wardrobe during the time before the game.
I changed to something that looked like a pyjamas but actually too…good, too much like something you’re supposed to wear on the red carpet on a movie premier. I lay down in the soft bed, but went up again to turn of the lamp. I went back through the dark to the bed and closed my eyes. Earlier on the day I had thought falling asleep on a train towards the capitol would be a hard thing, but in a few minutes I was asleep…