Ever since Discord took over the land 31 years ago the Equestria Games were a fight to the death televised for the Capitol to watch. Now watch your favorite character die or maybe even be victorious.
The 31st annual Equestria Games have begun! Watch 24 ponies fight to the death for glory and fame. Maybe your favorite pony could be the victor, or maybe not. Read to find out!
**Since this doesn't focus just on one pony in the character boxes will be the first few districts.**
If you want to post your predictions about deaths and the winner, I'm kind of curious to see what you guys all think.
Lastly I found that amazing picture on the internet, I did not make that picture at all and am not taking credit for it. It also gave me the inspiration to write this. So kudos to the artist.
The Hunger Games were brought on as a punishment of the Capitol because of the District's uprising many years ago, serving as a reminder of the Capitol's power and strength. The games were not fun as they had once been long ago and now were full of evil and dreadful tragedy. For the games each district would have to offer up one mare and stallion to fight to the death in an arena televised for the always happy Capitol ponies to watch.
o.O.o
Inside the brightly lit, crystal studded hallways of the Capitol building were the tributes for the 31st annual Hunger Games. The oblivious careers were standing in one corner talking about who knows what. Careers normally are from the districts one, two and four but sometimes there can be exceptions. The careers are different than most ponies in the games, since they often volunteered and trained- even though that was supposed to be against the rules, the only reason they even did it was for the fame and glory. The careers this year consisted of Fleur de Lis and Fancy Pants hailing from district one, Trixie Lulamoon and Bulk Biceps from two, Stone Storm from four and lastly both from five- Rainbow Dash and Thunderlane. Only a few other ponies even considered teaming but Applejack wanted to be allies with her brother who was also her district partner and with her cousin, Braeburn from 11. Plus Derpy who was shunned from the careers decided to ally with Octavia, who was from twelve.
Almost to soon for the chatting ponies it was time for the interviews. As always the female from district one goes first, then male, then district two and so on. When Fleur de Lis went on the stage many 'oohed' and 'aahed' at her at her sparkling pink gown. By the time she even sat down with Ceasar she had the crowd's full attention. "So" Ceasar the announcer piped up "How has your stay in Canterlot been?"
"Oh simply lovely! It is the most beautiful thing I have seen in my entire life!" Fleur stated.
"Well it's great to hear that but how about you? Are you missing home at all?"
"I must not lie- I am actually"
"That's to bad" Ceasar told her in a fake sympathetic voice he had probably trained on "But I'm sure everypony wants to know, why did you volunteer?
"Actually I volunteered because-" And that's when the timer buzzed signaling that her time was up.
"Oh and times up! Just as Fleur was exiting the stage Ceasar announced the next pony "and now lets welcome Fancy Pants!"
After all the interviews were over, the ponies scurried to their rooms for the night. They would need to rest since after all- the next day was the Hunger Games, and they would need every precious ounce of sleep they could get.
The pedestals were rising, rising, rising to the cornucopia, where most of the supplies were stored from food to weapons to medical supplies. It was also where the initial blood bath would be. In a circle bordering the cornucopia were the tributes in a random order. Then the countdown begun...
"5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0- gong, gong" Then it started.
The careers rushed towards the cornucopia first having the luxury of picking up whatever they wanted or needed. Then came some of the other weaker tributes, with the careers armed to begin their killing spree. First arrived Twilight Sparkle who was deemed weak without her magic. Since the Capitol had taken away Unicorn magic and the pegasi's flight for every games. Twilight was easily killed along with Snips and Snails, but only three kills wouldn't satisfy the careers. They also picked off Hayseed and Donut Joe with a second thought, or a first thought. All the other ponies had been long gone thankful to still be alive, besides one pony.
Rarity she was determined she could sneak past the vicious careers to get some food. "Now come on you no good careers" she whispered to her self. "Just move to the other side so good 'ol Rarity can take some of that precious food". Then almost on cue they all moved to the other side. This was her chance "Perfect!" she bluntly said a little louder than needed. "Oh dear"
"Hey did you hear that?" Trixie cooed to the others "I think that we have a guest". As she turned around Rarity was right there.
"I don't suppose you'll let me join you" Rarity quivered expecting the worst.
"Ha, you are quite funny. Of course not" Fancy Pants taunted. "I'm going to kill you for even thinking you could even try to get away with taking our great loot". With the swipe of his sword he killed Rarity taking her head clean off. With a 'boom' the cannon sounded telling the other tributes somepony died.
o.O.o
"There, ah think we got far enough away from dat darn corni-thingy" Applejack told her teammates and sadly also her family.
"Eeyup" BigMac said.
"Are ya sure, it's betta safe than sorry ya know?" Braeburn questioned.
"Yes I ahm absolutely positive. Unless you wanna leave by ya self to go May furtha" AJ teased with a smirk.
With wide eyes Braeburn shook his head "No"
"Exactly"
That's when the anthem started to play. Telling the tributes who died that day and most specifically at the bloodbath. First it showed Twilight Sparkle from District Three. Applejack felt a tingle in her spine. She figured it was just because of the running and walking along with the fact she probably hadn't gotten used to death around every corner yet. Then it showed Snails from seven, but she didn't feel it.
Snips from eight, she didn't feel it.
Rarity also from eight. This time she felt it.
Donut Joe from nine. She didn't feel it for him either.
And lastly Hayseed Turnip Truck from twelve. Not for him either.
Little did Applejack know two other mares just had the exact same sensations as her. It was already to late for friendship, now it was time for death.
Scootaloo was running for her life, she had so much to live for, she couldn't fly and she didn't even have her cutie mark! All of a sudden she thought she heard something on her right side. It sounded like it was coming from the bushes, Scootaloo's first instinct was to run, it was almost midnight they probably wouldn't be able to go after her, but could she even go? Then it stepped out of the bushes it was clearly feminine with a brown coat and a tannish mane, but it didn't look completely like a pony, but more like a... "Buffalo!" Scootaloo yelled frightening the creature. "Oh hehe sorry"
"It is fine little pony, I was worried that this was my last night" the buffalo soothed trying to clam Scootaloo "May I ask what is your name?"
"Oh, um my name. Scootaloo, um what's your name if you have one that is, you have one right, cuz that would be really weird"
"It is fine to be stressed since we all die but one in this insane game of madness. My name is Little Strong Heart of District 10"
"Oh cool, I'm from 6. Do you think we can be allies maybe?"
"You, you want to be an ally with me!?" Strong Heart questioned with a hint of hope in her voice.
"Hehe yeah of course"
o.O.o
Hoops was running through the dense forest, he would've been flying but their ever non-loving president Discord took away what was most valuable to him, his flight. So he was condemned to running for his life.
He then felt a strange tingling feeling on his left side, when he looked over he saw something that he feared, blood. It was covering his entire left side. "Oh Celestia" was the last thing he muttered before passing out. The last thing he saw was the moon.
"We did a good job on him" Stone Storm told him fellow allies.
"Yes he didn't even realize the knife was there for a few minutes. How idiotic of him" Fleur teased .
"Woah, woah, woah shouldn't the cannon of gone off by now. Trixie questioned being the most observant of the group. Then she grew big eyes and a smirk "Soops or whatever his name is isn't dead"
"I call him!" screamed Bulk Biceps(and his name didn't lie) eager to put the stallion to his end. Then without a thought he raised his hooves in the air, since he preferred them over any other weapon, and pounded his hooves right into Hoop's stomach.
Hoops let out a small gasp then died from the extreme pressure. Signaling his death with a 'boom' from the cannon.
All the careers did was laugh at his corpse and walked off, hoping to find more ponies to stumble into their grasp.
Octavia and Derpy trudged through the thick pines eager to find any shelter. Both were extremely exhausted from the long trek that from right after the start and all through the night. The pines seemed infinite. The trek was even worse because of the fact neither Octavia nor Derpy had gotten any supplies. "So umm Octi, wanna stop here?" Derpy asked.
Octavia's ears perked straight up "Wait, what did you just call me?"
"Octi, why somethin' wrong with that?" Derpy questioned concerned for her new found friend.
A single tear rolled down Octavia's cheek "Oh, it's, it's fine it's just my best friend used to call me that, until I got reaped. I'd never seen her more serious."
"Sorry"
"But sure lets set up camp, but no fires. Got it?"
Derpy saluted with her hoof while folding her ears down and showing her googly eyes. "Yes ma'am"
Octavia chuckled at her teammates actions and went to find Anything that would prove itself useful, since they had literally nothing. "I'm going to see if I can find anything that could be useful, I'll be back in a bit"
"Ok, I'll just stay here and rest a little"
"That sounds like a good idea." Then she walked uncertain if she would even make it back.
"Good luck" was the last thing Octavia could hear from Derpy before turning back into the woods.
o.O.o
Time Turner was watching Pinkie Pie through some shrubs. Her normally bouncy mane was now straight and dull, which also described her new attitude. It had seemed she grabbed a lone backpack. She had a few things strewn around her camp; a few granola bars, some bandage and something Time Turner couldn't exactly depict since the sun was glaring on it. Then he came to his senses, it was a knife.
Startled by his recent revelation he scrambled up trying to get away before she noticed. Unfortunately his scrambling had caused quite the racket so she had seen him. Driven by her curiosity she walked over to grab her knife then to his former hiding spot. Time Turner afraid he would die because of this game raised his eyes. "Why don't you just kill me already?"
"What?" Pinkie asked suspiciously "Why would I do that if I don't want to make it out of here. Back home is a boring ol' rock farm that doesn't even earn enough for ma' to buy shovels, without me it means one less mouth to feed."
Time Turner was awestruck, she didn't want to live. Why didn't she realize that if she was the victor food she wouldn't have to ever worry about food. He decided to leave that out. "What? Are, are you sure, and why did you bring that knife them, huh?"
"So you could kill me. I don't have the gut to do it by myself. I'm weak, no pony needs me". A single tear rolled down her cheek, she did her best to muster a smile and handed the knife to Time Turner.
"Well the elements can't be formed and only one lives, so..." He grabbed the knife from her hoof and looked at it. A wooden handle and a beautifully crafted silver blade. "Gulp"
"Well?" Pinkie asked with a hint of annoyance in her voice. "Do it already! I can't stand this damn world any longer!"
Then Time Turner took the knife, looked at Pinkie, then looked back at the knife. "This was what she wanted, wasn't it? She would be happier this way." A voice in Timer Turner's cooed. He finally gave into her wish, plunging the knife into her neck. A bloodcurdling scream escaped Pinkie's mouth, before falling to the ground.
The last thing Time Turner head was "Thank you" before the cannon sounded, signaling her death. He ran, now that the sun was starting to set he had to get back to his tree before all of the daylight washed away into the cold night.
The careers were getting ready to go to sleep, probably the only ponies in the whole arena to nave that casualty since they were the closest thing to unstoppable. When the rest were sleeping the careers would put to guards on watch first up were Fleur and Fancy Pants. Before any pony was going to sleep though, all of them wanted to see who had dies that day. "So guys, who do you think that other pony was? I kinda think it was Derpy, my embarrassing district partner. So useless" Stone Storm thought at load.
"Maybe it was that other filly Scootaloo, how'd she even escape the bloodbath?" Thunderlane cooed
"Well we're about to find out" Trixie said pointing to the sky which was starting the anthem. First it showed Hoops. "Well that pony wasn't Derpy or Scootaloo" then it showed Pinkie Pie, ----, and ----...
Rainbow felt that familiar tingle down her spine just like on the first day when it showed Twilight Sparkle and Rarity. Strange was the only thing she could think, but decided to shrug it off again, she wouldn't want the others to think something was wrong with her. "Well, I'm off to bed, cuz I am pooped" Rainbow said drearily while making a big yawn.
"Ok suit yourself" Fleur said absentmindedly.
"Yeah!" Snowflake yelled with his regular catchphrase.
When Rainbow was walking to her bed she thought she heard something above, probably just nerves right? Her bed or sleeping bag, was perfectly laid out. "Fleur or Fancy Pants probably fixed it from her previous night" she thought. As she was getting in her bag "What's wrong with me?" Crossed her mind, but soon released the thought. As she drifted into a peaceful slumber..."
When she awoke she wasn't where she had gone to sleep, not did this look like anything in the entire arena, since the arena was all piney and woody. No, here were building and streets and fire?! Everything was on fire, ponies were screaming and everything was in absolute chaos. "Hahaha! You will pay for your sins and you trying to rise against me District 13! Rainbow tried to look around but found she couldn't move at all. She realized she hasn't even blinked. Then she heard an awful sound for above. Then everything turned black with ear piecing screams coming from all around, but also she heard that evil laughter. It sounded familiar from somewhere but she couldn't place it, no wait, that's -.
Her nightmare was over, it was over, it never happened, at least not to her. "Hey Rainbow Dash, Rainbow Dash? Can you hear us, are you alright? "Thunderlane asked the still sleep clouded brain of Rainbow.
"Wha?"
"You're up, I was worried you, you were ya know..."
"I'm fine, thanks for even caring unlike someponies" Rainbow glares at the other careers who are up with their cocky attitudes even in the early morning.
"So lets, err go egg some breakfast before they eat our portions" Thunderlane whispered so he couldn't give anyone ideas.
"Hehe, yeah. Good idea." Rainbow Dash giggled before standing up on her sleeping bag. "Lets go"
Her dream from the following night already gone forever, or was it?
o.O.o
Fluttershy had taken refuge in a pine tree and had stayed there all through the night even to terrified to climb down one branch. She had been foolish enough to try and grab supplies at the cornucopia. Somehow she had convinced herself she would be able to grab something despite her slow legs. Once she had gotten into the forest she never saw or heard a single woodland animal unlike a usual forest.
Then she heard a crack from below, she dared herself to look down. When she had finally gathered enough courage to look she saw him.
A strong, muscular red stallion. She didn't remember his name though she thought he was from one of the outer districts like ten, eleven, or twelve. The male from twelve was dead since the bloodbath from two days and one night ago. So that made this stallion from either ten or eleven.
Interrupting her thought process was the sound of a cannon. Fluttershy yelped with fright and surprise alerting the stallion of her presence.
"Who's, who's there?" He stuttered with fright "Ah don't wan' ah fight, jus, jus- show yerself!
Fluttershy already filled with fright leapt out of the tree and huddled with the ground "Pleasedon'tkill!" She talked so fast even she couldn't understand herself.
"Why would Ah kill ya? Ahm weak." He said drooping his head in shame.
"Well if this makes you fill any better- I know you're a lot stronger than me, even if I could still use my wings I could barely get off the ground. She reassured him while looking back at her stiff wings. "Come here, I'll give you a hug to make you feel any better"
"Ah don't really think thaht's necessary" He said awkwardly. "Do you even know my name?"
"Why is that a problem? Just because I don't know someponies name I can't hug them, and know I don't know your name."
"Uhh, BigMac."
"Hmm, BigMac, now it's time for that hug of your's". She said leaning in him. It was to late for him to run, Fluttershy had him in a strong embrace for such a fragile looking pony.
That was until she started moving her right hoof closer to his neck. BigMac wanted to run. Until he started to feel a stinging sensation coming from his neck.
It.
Sort of.
Felt like.
Blood.
"Actually I did get something from the cornucopia, this little knife here." Fluttershy laughed manically. Before the cannon sounded.
Then the anthem on "Oh, I've been waiting" Fluttershy cooed to no pony in particular.
Hoops.
Pinkie Pie. The shudders came again.
Little Strong Heart. "Hmp, no surprise." Fluttershy huffed.
And lastly BigMac. She heard sobbing, he was one of the apple relatives. Their camp must of been close and Fluttershy wasn't going to take any chances. Off she ran.
"You defy me and you die. You listen to me and you die. I will always win"
It had been so quiet since LittleStrongHeart was killed. Scootaloo never figured out who it had been, she never bothered learning the other tributes names. No need to get close to anypony when there was only one victor. StrongHeart told her that.
All she knew about the Strong's killer was that it was a mare, grey coat and mane. Scootaloo also thought she was from twelve nonetheless. Slim, strong, and fast.
Scootaloo wanted revenge right where she was, no more, no less. "I'm coming for you..." She choked out between sobs. "I'm coming".
o.O.o
Applejack had never felt worse. Heck, her brother just died, and she couldn't even save him. Braeburn fared little better, even if BigMacintosh was only a distant relative in a large family.
"Applejack, we need ta move now. If we don't some pony will get to us too, they problah know where we ah now." Braeburn told AppleJack.
"No" AJ said stubbornly.
"Come on now. Yah know that we realla need to."
"You can go, Ahm staying. For him" AppleJack said choking back her tears.
"Yah know ah am trula sorry 'bout your brother, but if we want to stay alive we need ta move out".
"Attention remaking tributes." The announcer's voice boomed from above. "There has been a rule change. From now on every Equestria Games will have two victors, one stallion and one mare. This is the only announcement."
"Did ya hear that AJ, now both of us could make it out, of this, of this, madness!"
"Why now, why not before he died?" AppleJack murmured to herself.
Braeburn was always patient, but now even his cousin was driving his nerves. At first the passing out BigMac was hard on him, now he was only a distant memory. An old memory that should have been erased, even though it was only last night. She just pushed his limit.
"Yah know what, AJ? Ahm gonna leave ya 'lone cause yah don't even see tan care 'bout me no more. Goodbye." Braeburn stormed, actually hoping to be some emotion out of her. She just kept sitting where she was before on the forest floor, still upset over her loss. "Maybe one day yon can understand, one day, AJ". He whispered to himself before slipping back in the trees and the shadows, unsure about his careless decision.
o.O.o
The careers were getting restless. Nopony had wondered their way to the cornucopia. They wanted a good fight to show themselves off to the viewers of the Capitol and the districts.
"Oh my gosh! Can't we just take some sort of walk, maybe we can even find somepony to kill." Fleur whined. "Please?"
"Fleur, we all want to go, just shut up before we kill you." Trixie teased.
"Okay, okay, jeez. Just chill out."
Trixie ignoring her starts to talk to Fancy Pants about how they are going to split up, between guarding and scouting. "Here's the deal everypony. Since we all want to get moving, all but two of us will be looking around the arena for any other tributes to take out. Stone Storm and Rainbow Dash are staying behind to look out for any idiots who show their sorry flanks around here. Got it?" FancyPants said to his fellow team members.
"Yes sir." The whole team said at the same time.
"Good, now lets get going before it gets any darker". Their leader, FancyPants ordered. The ponies who were going scouting nodded their heads and grouped up into pairs of two and started to walk off in different directions. "If you don't get back before tomorrow morning, you will be late and killed on the spot. I don't like tardies.".
Rainbow and Storm didn't talk for the first hour, in fact they had never really talked at all to each other. Rainbow finally decided to break the silence by attempting small talk. "So, um, two winners from now on? Never thought that would happen".
"Yah, I guess so." Storm huffed.
"Why did you want to train for the games?"
"Just like any other career, really. Fame, fortune. Cliche right?"
"Ha, I guess so."
"Hey, you hear that" Storm's ears perked up listening to the voice coming from the tree line.
"Yah, I hear it to! Think someone decided to come back?"
"No, I doubt that."
Just then Derpy and Octavia walked out from the shadows with gloomy faces.
"You." Derpy said angered by Storm's presence.
"You." Storm returned.
Before anything bad happened Rainbow Dash stepped in between them. "Hey, we are gonna fight we might as well do it fairly." She smirked, took a steel back and said "It's more entertaining that way."
"Fine, two on two, battle to the death, one team wins." Octavia agreed.
After a few moments Dash and Storm chose their weapons of choice. A bow for Rainbow and throwing knives for Stone. Then Octavia chose a long sword and Derpy chose a spear.
"Lets get this party started" Rainbow said before launching into combat alongside Stone Storm.
Derpy seemed to only be directing blows at Storm while Octavia watched waiting for her moment. Octavia saw Dash glaring at her and sprung into action, slicing the air. On reflex Dash loaded an arrow and shot and Octavia, hitting her dominant right hoof. With that Octavia dropped her sword and tried to run. Rainbow figured this and put a hoof to Octavia's chest, smirked, waved, and literally stabbed her with an arrow.
There goes the cannon. Derpy was enraged, her teammate killed a innocent foal (or whatever buffalo younglings are called) and was now dead, with an arrow in her chest. "You stupid careers will regret that." She said through gritted teeth before pushing herself and Stone Storm into the raging river. Storm didn't want to die and tried to escape her strong grasp, nap but with no avail.
She was suicidal.
She wanted revenge.
She was going to get it, but at the cost of her life.
Taking his last look before death Storm closed his eyes, remembering the good times when he was young. He was just a soul, free to roam now. Nothing more nothing less. The last thing he heard was a cannon.
Fluttershy had made camp. Leaning against a tree to rest, while planning who and when to strike. Then out of nowhere a small white parachute accompanied by a small, ringing bell. A sponsor gift.
Silently thanking her mentor, Timber Wolf, she started open her gift. Inside were two claws that would strap on her two front hooves. "Hmf, of course she would give me these." Fluttershy muttered under her breath. She strapped them both on and adjusted them both to her own likings. "These will be entertaining to use." She smirked, thinking of scenarios.
After she heard a snapping sound coming from a nearby tree, she was snapped out of her small trance. Ears swiveling towards that sound and putting all of her attention towards it too, "Who's there?" She sneered, hoping to intimidate her onlooker.
Instead of any of the other teaming tributes, it was a smallu orange filly, by the name of Scootaloo. "Oh please don't hurt me!" The filly pleading with her mere life at Fluttershy's hooves.
Perfect...
"Oh dear, it's going to be all right."Fluttershy said quickly taking off her new claws. After hiding them in her knapsack she went to hug the shivering filly. "Don't worry Flutters got you know." Not that, that was a good thing.
"You are going to kill me or, or make me your slave or something?"
"Oh I could never make a little helpless filly like you my slave. How'd you get this far without food or water?" Sane asked hoping to get some useful information out of Scootaloo.
At hearing this brought up, Scootaloo looked down at the leave covered ground "Little Strong Heart helped me find that... stuff"
With a plan to rid the filly forming in her mind Fluttershy went over to her sack and pulled out some berries. Not the kind that wouldn't kill you, no, these were made for killing. Assuming Scootaloo didn't realize these were poisonous her plan would go perfect.
"Here you go, Scootaoo, I have some berries saved. I think you should eat them.
She looked cautiously at the berries in Fluttershy's hoof. Seeing how Scootaloo didn't know anything about wild berries, this was her best shot. She accepted. "Okay, sure."
"Great! Here yah go, eat up." Fluttershy was enthusiastic, her plan was going working without a hitch.
Within a few minutes there would be one less tribute, one less mare, one less completion.
Scootaloo graciously took the berries from her hoof and started to chow down. At first they were fine. Until she realized she wasn't able to feel her own body. "Hey, what gives?"
"Oh nothing, besides the obvious fact that those were poison!" Fluttershy laughed manically.
All that Scootaloo could do was cry before she was gone to. It only took a few more seconds before her death. Then the cannon sounded. Fluttershy stood in that same spot for a few more hours, letting it sink in. She had now killed two ponies that just wanted to get away. She didn't have mercy for them, not a stallion with not one, but two family members in his expansive family, here. A filly that just wanted to walk out of this huge mess. Her hooves, their blood, someone else's loss. Later three more cannons sounded quite close to each other.
"A battle?" She thought to herself.
Fluttershy just couldn't take her grief and pain anymore. She pulled some rope out of her bag and started to work on something.
"I'm sorry Timber Wolf for letting you down, I won't be winning this after all. Revealing to the camera what she was crafting. A noose, for herself.
After setting it up she climbed up the tree and, well you know the rest. Her cannon went off too.
Sometimes, no one wins...
o.O.o
Time Turner sat in his tree, looking out to the rays of sunlight that made it through the thick oak and pine canopy and sighed with drooped ears. "So, this is how Equestria is gonna end? With fighting and death everywhere? There could of been so much more, we could all be alive still- under the guidance of kind rulers, instead of a filthy tyrant like Discord." Little did he know, Discord was listening and wasn't happy about Time Turner's little speech.
o.O.o
"Oh won't this be fun? Make sure you get rid of this one, Rainbow Dash too, Luna might of been trying to send her a message. You wouldn't want that right? Discord smirked to the head gamemaker, ButtonMash.
"Oh yes sir." Button saluted to Discord with a funny face. Then walked out of Discord's office, with objects refusing physics or gravity.
"Soon every crack of rebellion will be sealed." Discorded said evilly before slamming his office door shut.
From the outside of the room you could barely hear someone singing softly.
