FINALE of hunger games nate“Perfect, just perfect, really.” Said francis. “You do all the killing and I’ll swoop in and claim the prize.” “You’ll never win,” I replied. “Really?” Asked Francis. “You’re tired, and all you have is a knife. I’m fifty feet away, with a bow, and as energetic as can be. You’re screwed!” No! It can’t end like this. With trickery. I had to give it a shot. I ran towards Francis while he notched an arrow. I grabbed a sword from the ground and quickly dodged the arrow. I was closing in: 40 feet. Francis notched another arrow while I gained another 10 feet. He shot it and it whizzed past my ear. Francis notched another arrow, about to shoot me. I was only 20 feet away from him. This shot hit me straight in the leg. I cried in surprise, limping another 5 feet before falling. I was so close, so close. Francis notched another arrow and shot me. I quickly rolled to the side and kept crawling. I was 10 feet away from him before he shot another arrow. I raised my hand and miraculously CAUGHT the arrow. Then Francis made a big mistake. He took out a sword, and walked towards me, presumably to finish me off. He should’ve just ran away and let me bleed to death. While he was walking towards me, I remembered my knife. Since I was shot in my dominant hand, I had to use my other hand. I picked up my knife and with all my strength, threw it at him. My power was good, but like I said, wrong hand, and it hit him in the leg. He fell down five feet away from me. With the last of my energy, I crawled over and stabbed him with my sword. continued in replies
starwarstan third T.C.C founder over 3 years ago
FINALE of hunger games nate“Perfect, just perfect, really.” Said francis. “You do all the killing and I’ll swoop in and claim the prize.” “You’ll never win,” I replied. “Really?” Asked Francis. “You’re tired, and all you have is a knife. I’m fifty feet away, with a bow, and as energetic as can be. You’re screwed!” No! It can’t end like this. With trickery. I had to give it a shot. I ran towards Francis while he notched an arrow. I grabbed a sword from the ground and quickly dodged the arrow. I was closing in: 40 feet. Francis notched another arrow while I gained another 10 feet. He shot it and it whizzed past my ear. Francis notched another arrow, about to shoot me. I was only 20 feet away from him. This shot hit me straight in the leg. I cried in surprise, limping another 5 feet before falling. I was so close, so close. Francis notched another arrow and shot me. I quickly rolled to the side and kept crawling. I was 10 feet away from him before he shot another arrow. I raised my hand and miraculously CAUGHT the arrow. Then Francis made a big mistake. He took out a sword, and walked towards me, presumably to finish me off. He should’ve just ran away and let me bleed to death. While he was walking towards me, I remembered my knife. Since I was shot in my dominant hand, I had to use my other hand. I picked up my knife and with all my strength, threw it at him. My power was good, but like I said, wrong hand, and it hit him in the leg. He fell down five feet away from me. With the last of my energy, I crawled over and stabbed him with my sword. continued in replies
over 3 years ago
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