The Death of a Sunflower: Hunger Games Fanfic
Running. Faster. Running for her life, little Sunflower Hill was armed with only a dagger and a backpack. She had been foudn by the girl in Distract Four. The one who's grin was the last thing you saw. Sunflower flew through the forest like a deer, her silk blonde hair, as fine as corn silk, glistened in the sun and her rick blue eyes, the color of Azure, danced like gems, searching for somewhere to hide. Her district token swung around her neck, slamming into the hollow of her throat. It was a silver locket with a flower engraved on the front. She stumbled and fell, hitting her head hard on a rock. She let out a small groan of pain as District Four stood over her and everything went black.
Sunflower finally awoke later but was immoble. She wiggled her fingers and arms before realizing she was tied to a tree. Panick gripped her and she struggled and thrased around. "I wouldn't do that," A voice said from the shadows. "It will just tighten around you more." The girl stepped out of the shadows and took Sunflowers breath away. She was very beautiful with curly brown hair like a princess in her fairytales, seagreen eyes and a athletic build. In her hand was a knife as she advanced toward her. "I could just kill you now, but I want something first. I want your secrets." Sunflower stayed silent. The girl continued. "How did you make it this far? Tell me about your district." Sunflower thought carefully about her answers, not wanting to reveal how she lasted. "District Eleven. We grow food, lots of food, yet we can't eat it, it's not ours." She thought this would satisfy the girl at the moment. "Anything... ELSE?" The girl emphasised, advancing toward her with that glittering knife. Sunflower shook her head, slowly slipping her dagger out of her belt and cutting at the rope. the girl stood at her face, and with one swift motion, made a big gash on her forehead. Sunflower bit her lip from the pain. She refused to show weakness, yet the metallic scent of the blood started overriding her senses and her vision was clouded with the sickly red liquid. "How did you make it this long District Eleve? Before I carve up that pretty face!" Slumsly, the girl wiped the blood out of Sunflower's eyes. Sunflower gulped and came up with a lie. "I have an ally! He's waiting for you! He will save me!" and with a deep breath, Sunflower let out a blood curdling scream. District Four slammed her knife deep into Sunflowers chest, choking off ehr screams and quickly climbed a tree, disappearing. Sunflower spit up blood and salvia. She knew she wasn't gonna win, but with one final cut, she fell to the ground. With shakey hands, she gripped the hilt of the dagger and pulled it out, letting out a cry of agony. She laid there as the black spots in her vision cleared with, with a struggle, she got to her hands and knees and started crawling to a stream. She heard a chuckle and fear seized her, but she kept going. Only a few more yards... Another dagger lodged into her back and she fell to the ground, crying and screaming. All she could feel was pain. Overhead, she heard a fight going on. Maybe she was saved! But then, the arrow lodged in her throat and a waterfall of crimson blood flowed out. District Two stood there, watching. "Bye Bye, District Eleven," She said softly and headed off to hunt down District Four. She left behind a grimsly sight. Sunflower lay there on her stomach, her eyes wide open and glazed. The arrow sprouted from her throat and a dagger in her back. Blood coated her grass, her face and her clothes. Yet she looked peaceful. Her hand rested over her silver locket as her cannon rang out over the arena.