The Alpha Games

Note: I've completely scrapped this story and started it all over again. XD I thought of a better version.

Introduction
So, I've been looking through my old stories and I found this one. I read over it and decided that I should redo it, but with different characters and a plot. So, I present to you guys, the new version of "The Alpha Games."

-credit to Kat2wind2archer for the idea (although I am redoing the concept to make this story more original)-

Right after this I will make a place 4 you guys to post character ideas. I've only created 12 characters for the games so far, so you get to add your own OC at this link:

☀http://ajstories.wikia.com/wiki/User_blog:Mybunnytoots/The_Alpha_Games:_Character_Audition_Sheet

If you got a character idea, submit it right away, cause only 6 more character "slots" are available.

EVEN IF YOU ALREADY SUBMITTED, DO IT AGAIN

(btw, get prepared, cause there's a 75% chance your character will NOT SURVIVE)

(powers and chosen weapons DO NOT EXIST anymore :l hoping to save them for another story)

Prologue
I looked around myself, only to see nothing but dark sky, black and purple trees, and green water.

This was Jamaa in ruins.

A long time ago, the phantoms had separated all the animals in Jamaa into 12 districts. We lived in forests and lakes and deserts, living off of what little food we had. Until that fateful day when we asked "Can't you give us something to live for, something to work for?" What a mistake. It was foolish to think of such an idea. They said they would, and so came "The Alpha Games," a competition for glory and food. 2 animals from each district were chosen to compete, and the winner would get their entire district a lifetime supply of food for one year. It was a great honor. However, competitors had to kill to win, either that or evade the other animals and natural threats. And as the names for this year were called out, I thought of how old I had become. I had forgotten my age, but I think I was 92. I sighed, closed my eyes, and lay down on my old chair.

It was at that moment that the longest living member of all the districts died.

The Competitors (and their abilities)
District One: Teirin the Snow Leopard and Marooness the Bunny.

District Two: Dreadmore the Arctic Wolf and Jay the Crocodile.

District Three: Zymaul the Kangaroo and Oswald the Lucky Rabbit.

District Four: Fayrin the Eagle and Zeil the Pig.

District Five: Scarlore the Legless Lion and Cookie the Cougar.

District Six: Kremlore the Cheetah and Spokes the Toucan.

District Seven: Arkan the Hyena and ??? the ???.

District Eight: Thylin the Otter and ??? the ???.

District Nine: Vadek the Polar Bear and ??? the ???.

District Ten: Delore the Owl and ??? the ???.

District Eleven: Hades the Lynx and ??? the ???.

District Twelve: Farllon the Llama and ??? the ???.

Character Statistics
Teirin: Alive

Marooness: Alive

Dreadmore: Alive

Jay: Alive

Zymaul: Alive

Oswald: Alive

Fayrin: Alive

Zeil: Alive

Scarlore: Dead

Cookie: Alive

Kremlore: Alive

Spokes: Alive

Arkan: Alive

Thylin: Alive

Vadek: Alive

Delore: Alive

Hades: Alive

Farllon: Alive

The Bloodbath
Fayrin: I looked around myself, eager to begin. I could fly, so this probably wouldn't be too hard. I bet I could survive at least 15 days. I saw the other competitors. Most looked average, but one lion was hovering on some sort of pod. It looked like a miniature flying saucer, except his legs were tucked into it, and the word "Starship" was written on the side. I decided that I would ignore him and focus on getting supplies. I looked at the supply pile and spotted a long, slender bow. Perfect. As the timer ticked down, I got myself ready, spreading my wings and lifting one foot off the ground. 3... 2... 1... 0!! I jumped off of the podium and took flight before hastily diving down to grab the bow. However, I missed my chance as a cheetah rushed past and grabbed it. I screeched in frustration. Fighting was already breaking out, and most weapons had been taken. I decided to try another strategy. I pretended to get hit, falling from the sky and limply hitting the ground. I landed inside the cornucopia beside a long, sharp, golden trident. I opened one eye and looked it over. I'd rather have a bow, but a trident would do for now. I took it and flew back into the sky as animals fought and fell beneath me.

Zeil: I was terrified. It wasn't my fault I had to enter the stupid games! I just wanted to live in peace. It just wasn't fair. I looked around frantically, looking for something, anything to protect myself. There weren't many options. Beginning to panic, I looked towards the woods. Now it seemed like a pretty good decision if I were to run away. Then, a cheetah ran past me. As they did so, they were hit by an arrow. Yowling in pain, and cheetah fell over, dropping a sort of metal container thing and some rope right in front of me. I looked at it, then back at the cheetah. They looked back at me angrily and gritted their teeth. Then they picked themselves up and began to run away. Shocked that the cheetah had actually let me live, I picked up the container and rope and ran, slinging the rope over my back as I did so. Taking cover inside of a bush behind a tree, I looked at the container. On big letters, it read "Lighter Fluid: Use with caution." It had the material you would use on the side of a match box on the side of it, and there were about 12 matches secured to it with a rubber band. I figured it may be of good use and put it into the bag I had brought. I kept the rope slung over my back, hoping it would be a good form of defense for the time being.

Scarlore: I sped up to the cornucopia, eager to get a weapon. Spotting a large, dangerous-looking sword, I hovered away from my podium to grab it. I snatched it as I sped by, then held it up to admire it. Thanking my own disability in my head, I zipped away into the forest. It wasn't that hard to find a good hiding place, as shrubs and trees were everywhere. I scanned the place for the best spot and settled on a particularly large oak tree that looked as if it may fall down soon. I stopped my hovercraft beneath it and let it fall to the ground. It would save the power. Sighing, I lay my head down on a patch of leaves. The patch of leaves sprang up and bit me, hard. Surprised, I yelped in pain and looked at it. It was a bird that had been covered in leaves, and as I watched it it squawked in annoyance and flew away. Embarrassed that a lion like me had been afraid of a little bird, I snarled. I wouldn't show weakness again. Frustrated, I swatted at a rock. It tumbled away across the ground before settling. A red light began to beep under the ground. Curious and a bit scared, I scraped away the leaves covering what the light was on, revealing the top of a landmine. I regretted everything in a single moment as the landmine exploded.

Boom.

Oswald: I didn't bother even trying to get a weapon. Besides, I didn't need one. I had my ears! Sneering at the other tributes as they fought for weapons, I calmly walked up to the cornucopia and simply sat behind a box. It was large, so no one saw me. All of the weapons near the box had already been taken, so not many people were coming close. I figured that I could just stay for the time being because everyone was too busy worrying about themselves to notice me. I suddenly got curious to see what was inside the box, and my ears moved independently, prying open the lid. There was a basket inside, the kind you use when gathering easter eggs. I felt like it would be of some use, so I took it. Getting a bit bored, I looked around and noticed countless other boxes that hadn't been opened. No one would notice me if I decided to have a peek. Darting over to another, I opened it. Bam, silver bow. Another one. Bam, sleek, thin sword and two apples. Yep, I was going to stay here.

Teirin: My eyes darted from weapon to weapon, trying to find the one I was best at using: a spear. Finally I spotted one. It looked to be the only one in the entire games, so I immediately dashed towards it. Right when I was about to grab it, an owl (I believe her name was Delore) swooped down to grab it. I had been mad about flying animals competing before, but now I was just infuriated. I yowled and swiped at Delore, clawing her leg. She screeched and flapped her wings, rising into the sky. Our eyes met, and hers displayed feelings of anger and regret. She gave a final look of pure frustration before shrieking and flying into the forest. Spear in hand, I followed her. I caught a glimpse of a polar bear running away, glancing back towards the cornucopia as if he were running away from something. I only saw him for a moment before we ran into the forest. I tumbled a bit down a small hill, then hit something large and soft. Looking up, I saw the polar bear. He looked as surprised as I was, staring wide-eyed at me. I snarled, a gesture to run before this got ugly. Wth a look of fear in his face, he scrambled away. Feeling a bit hopeful, I began to explore.

Jay: I stumbled off of my podium, eager to begin this quest for survival, but suddenly realized that I had no idea whatsoever what to do. Panicking a bit, I looked around and spotted a toucan snatching a backpack. Roaring and focusing on where the bird was, I charged towards them. They screeched in surprise and dropped the pack before swooping away, obviously shaken. Knowing I was in high competition for a good backpack, I snatched it, hid behind a crate, and unzipped it. It contained a swiss army knife with a blade, a spoon, and a fork. I would use that. It also had a lantern, a blanket, a tent, and a water bottle (empty, much to my disappointment). I slung the straps over my shoulder and was about to set off towards the forest when I saw a black and white shape in the corner of my vision. I whipped around towards it and saw a black furred bunny with a strange white heart shape around their face. They looked towards me and made a "Shhhhhh," noise. Understanding, I gave them a thumbs up and made my way across the grass towards the trees, waddling as fast as possible.

Hades: Folding my ears back, I leaped towards the cornucopia, eager to get my share of weapons and supplies. I spotted a snow leopard, cheetah, cougar, and weird hovering lion, but kept my distance and smirked. ''Ha! They must think they're so big and strong. Well, I'll show you oafs what I can do! ''Now even more determined to prove my worth, I hissed although I had already become victorious and jumped onto a crate. From this height, I had a view of a lot of weapons, but it was a huge, metal pike with a red pattern on it that caught my eye. Apparently, it had caught someone else's eye too. As I jumped down to grab it, an arctic wolf snatched it in their jaws. I could feel the rush of anger spread across my pelt as I let out a yowl of pure fury. The arctic wolf looked at me with a shocked expression and dropped the pike. Without thinking, I attacked them instead of grabbing the weapon and clawed their face over and over, leaving deep red marks. They wobbled backwards and howled in agony. I climbed down from their head onto their neck and clawed there too, also without thinking, but my claws stuck in the thick fur. I screeched, realizing my mistake, and pulled my claws out to get the pike instead. The wolf ran away, yelping in pain. By the time I was on the ground, the pike was gone. I hissed in anger, even more mad then I had been before, and instead grabbed a nice big shield that I found nearly as good. A bit unsatisfied with myself, I strode off into the woods.

Cookie: I was a bit scared and unsure if I should go risk my life for a weapon, or stay away and run into the forest. I had a larger chance for survival if I got away with a weapon, but a lot of the characters there looked very menacing. I spotted a lynx viciously attacking an arctic wolf, and my mouth curled a bit in fear. Then again, if I didn't go, I'd have nothing, and I was near completely sure that I had no sponsors. I mean, why would anyone sponsor a tiny, stuttering cougar with no knowledge of what to do, and who was the minimum for the age limit? Feeling tears start to well up, I suddenly remembered that I was on screen in front of everyone. Hissing, I narrowed my eyes. ''I'm not weak! I can be strong, no matter how big and mighty the other tributes are! ''I flung the tears from my eyes and ran towards the cornucopia. It wasn't long before I found a good weapon, a golden trident that was near perfect to my size, and snatched it from it's place next to all the swords and bows. I looked around to make sure no one had seen me, then screeched as a llama, their mouth dripping with foam, charged me. My legs kicked against the earth and I bolted on instinct, my heart beating like a drum. I practically slid into the forest and quivered frantically as I hid behind a large rock. My heartbeat slowed a bit as the footsteps strayed away. Gripping the trident close to my chest, I darted off to find shelter.