Ice Warriors of CP

You’ve all been waiting, and here it is…

It all started 21 years ago. The rebellion had begun. It all started when Purple Republic took over the CP Army land. The rebellion began within Army of Clubpenguin. They were the masterminds of it, we didn’t know that it would backfire and end up in our own destruction. As the rebellion got further in, things got worse and worse, armies dying, UMA, RPF, LT… The only armies left standing were Ice Warriors, Nachos, and Army of Clubpenguin. They fought with their lives, but all armies die some time. And soon enough, the only army left standing was ACP. The war was decrypted in the “World book of history: Purple Nations”

“Army of Clubpenguin was fighting with their might, as they fought fearlessly against the overpowering Purple Republic. Armies were devastated, families destroyed. The only way out of this war was for ACP to surrender and have their whole nation destroyed. They chose to fight, and the end result was devastating. The Army of Clubpenguin, the last army ever to be alive, and first to be created, is now dead, along with the legendary Ice Warriors and Nachos of CP. Rest in peace, legendary armies”

After the war was lost and each army was pronounced dead, Purple Republic had destroyed all of ACP’s nation to show their power against us. Never again have we rebelled against them. In a way to show their power, they host the Hunger Games, in which a boy and a girl are chosen to fight to the death in an arena for the purpose of entertainment, of which whoever wins out of the 24 contestants, will be brought wealthy riches as far as the eye can see to show PR’s generosity.

Except the chances of winning, is like finding a needle in a haystack. You’re almost bound to die.

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-Story in the POV of Alicia-

Note: Alicia is in District 4, or Below Zero.

I wake up, with the sun shining on my face. I can only briefly rub my eyes before Honkzo, my 19 year old brother, comes and wakes me up from my drowsiness with a small pale of water. Of course, him out of all people, would be doing that. Honkzo is known to be mature, but play practical jokes from time to time.

“Wake up chap, todays a big day” He says, opening my closet doors

“Was the bucket of water really necessary, Honk?” I ask, in a fit of annoyance.

“Well, judging by the fact that the Reaping is in 10 minutes, I think it was necessary.”

And that, in a snap, got me up and atom, dressing rapidly. I try and find the best dress, but the only thing I can find is my old dazzling red dress, which I wore at last year’s prom. I plop it on, and sure enough, it fits. I run towards the reaping arena, in which our names our called from. I go, sign up for a tesserae, then walk myself into the reaping room. Children ages 12 – 18 are lined up in this arena each year. Im only sixteen, but I’ve still been trained in combat fighting from my oldest brother, Dale. Hes been around longer than I have, and he knows how things roll. I wait anxiously in the line, hoping my name isn’t picked.

Then, comes the strangest (Or at least, normal to the capital) of people, Mara Buba Mara.

“Hello district children!” She says, in an extremely awkward British accent. “Are you excited for the games!”

Silence. Nothing but Silence.

“Well, nary the less, lets pick the names shall we?” She says, walking towards the girls bowl. “Ladies first, then!”

She ruffles the bowl a few times, and I’m shocked to hear the name which is chosen.

“Alicia Rooney!” She says into the microphone. I let out a small squeal to show the sadness and disappointment that has just gone through my body. I slowly walk up towards the podium in which Mara stands, and Mara shakes my hand.

“What a beautiful darling!” She says, genuinely and kindly

She walks over towards the boys bowl, gives a slight smile, and picks up the paper inside the bowl.

“And last but not least the district 4 boy is… Albert417!” Says Mara in a raspy voice. “Well come on up, don’t be shy!” She urges, as Albert trudgingly moves up the steps to the podium where the I stand along with Mara.

I cant believe my luck today. I ought of be dead. There’s no chance of me winning the games.

I’m done for.

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