sorry I haven't been around much. I have no excuse.
I'm a hawk. All of my senses are heightened and I love it. In the back of my mind, I remember that there are two tributes that still want me dead, but worrying about them now will only make me lose my focus, and won't make for a very good show. I won't let Snow down. My unwavering loyalty to the Capitol gives me more strength, and heightens my senses further. I slice through more wolf-dog mutt things, and sprint until I see the Cornucopia.
As soon as it's in sight, I yell in mock terror, making Kat-piss and Penis think that I'm in some sort of trouble. In reality, I know I'll be fine. I have full body armor that even those monsters can't rip through. I hear an arrow whizz past my left ear, and I see Fire-Girl nocking the second. I charge straight toward her and feel it hit my chest, right where my heart is. It bounces off my armor and I barrel straight past them, smirking at the bewilderment on their faces.
I reach the Cornucopia and start climbing. My hand slips and I drop my sword. I glance back, and see that 12 have followed my lead and are sprinting for the Cornucopia. Perfect.
I clamber to the top just as Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum begin the ascent. This gives me enough time to grab the jeweled dagger I hid during guard duty, and get into position. I lay down with the knife mostly concealed. I act as if I'm out of breath, but I've never been better. When they reach the top, I hear Fire Girl nock an arrow, and I roll to the right, jamming the dagger in between the metal ridges of the Cornucopia and hanging there for a split second. The arrow grazed my left arm at a break in the armor. I ignore the pain and pull myself up, rolling into a standing position and kicking Fire Girl off of the Cornucopia. Lover Boy dives at me but, expecting it, I flip him backwards and roll so that I am pinning him down. I use my legs to pin his down and he cries out in pain. I glance back to see a huge gash in his leg, and I press harder. The color begins to drain from the boy's face. I feel an emotion I've never felt before. Mercy? I stab him in the heart, and the cannon sounds immediately. I move to the other end of the Cornucopia and stare at the stars, waiting for the final cannon.
The sky begins to lighten, and the girl is still not dead. I look to the group of mutts and see a mangled mess of flesh and blood. I feel the same surge of emotion. The dagger flies from my fingers.
BOOM.
Katniss is dead.
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