Upper hand

I have the upper hand now. My arm is tightly restraining Peeta. I can see the look of fear in Katniss's face. I feel so powerful. A grin comes onto my face. I just can't help it. I have the upper hand. None of us move for a while. If she shoots me, Peeta comes down with me. I have the upper hand. Peeta is struggling a bit. He scratches at my hand making red marks on it. I laugh with the pleasure of knowing that there is nothing either of them can do. I have the upper hand. Then, I freeze in fear as I realize what Peeta has done. I look done at the red X on my hand, and see his signal to Katniss.

I never really had the upper hand I guess. Anyway, even if I did…Katniss just shot it.

I'm falling. It seems to never stop. Before I even hit the ground, claws reach up and dig into my skin. The mutts rip open my body. I yell in pain.

Amongst the fur and claws, I can see a splot of sun shine, and there, looking down at me, are Katniss and Peeta. They have the upper hand. The mutts drag their claws across my face, tearing up my skin. Katniss holds her bow and arrow and lets the arrow fly.

It plants itself into my head, and finally, puts me out of my misery. The cannon go, and I go with it, bringing the lower hand with me.