Hey so this is just a one shot but I hope you enjoy :)
Foxface's POV:
The 74th annual hunger games, I never thought it would be me, and I so dearly hoped it would not be me. But look at me now, I have no place to go but up, I think, as I wave good bye to the people who came to see me off, and step into the chute.
It does not take long before I am lifted into the arena. I look around and there everyone is, it feels like a dream, a nightmare. Most people look daring, but I can tell they are just as scared as I feel.
The only thing in training I was truly good at was identifying the plants, which is not very helpful compared to all these people knowing how to kill. I do not want to kill. I do not want to be here.
The seconds tick by as the few remaining tributes are lifted into the arena. Slowly it all feels more and more real.
Soon, everyone is in the arena and there is a loud booming noise coming from overhead, "Let the games," he paused and everyone turned to look at each other getting ready to run into the cornucopia, "begin!"
As soon as he said that, everyone seemed to run into the cornucopia, I knew I stood no chance and so I ran the other way, into the forest, where hopefully I could find someplace to hide. I had no chance trying to fight the others for whatever was in there.
Running into the forest, I felt safer than I knew I would anywhere else. I have no allies, and no supplies. My mentor did not try much to help me, but helped the other tribute from District 5 instead, saying that he had more of a chance than I did in the games, so I am completely alone and abandoned.
I kept running for what felt like hours 'till I finally stopped. I knew my best shot was to stay as far away from everyone as possible. If they can't find me, than I may have a chance to live, as long as I find some food and water first.
The rest of the day I spent trying to find shelter and ended up in a tree after I had found little food and a tiny stream. I had tried to avoid hearing all the booms in the sky, meaning that a person had been killed, but it was hard not to. There were so many.
That night, they showed pictures of everyone who had been killed during the first day, and there were so many including the other guy from District 5. I wonder what my mentor is thinking now, I'm alive and the other guy is dead maybe now he'll help me.
The next morning I was woken by a loud boom. Someone else was dead. That meant there were still around twelve or so of us left. About half are gone, so hopefully I have a chance of surviving now.
Every day passed quickly from then on. Each morning, there was a new chance to get killed and each day, somehow, I stayed alive.
Staying up in the tree was never an option, so I walked around the arena looking for food and water, which there never seemed to be any of. Sometimes I would think I would be close to something, and then the people controlling the arena would start sending fireballs or something else crazy at me and I would have to start running in the opposite direction.
One time, I had been so close to water and then out of nowhere the whole stream had set on fire. There seemed to be no food anywhere.
The days kept passing with someone killed once in a while, but I had lost count of how many were still alive and who wasn't anymore. I was so hungry and so thirsty I thought I was going to die. I had walked so much and nowhere was there anything.
Finally I laid down by a bush, my whole body thoroughly exhausted. This is it I was thinking, I am going to die of this not even in some heroic kinda way like all the others will have. Laying there, I was just about to close my eyes when a little canister fell from the sky with a parachute on it, landing right beside me.
With what little energy I had left I decided to open it up and inside was food, water, and some medicine to help since I had no energy. My mentor must not have given up on me.
That night, I had a feast lots of food, and water, and then in the morning I decided I would go and try to survive, because I now know some people are counting on me to make it out of this. I don't know if I will win, but now I have some hope of at least trying.
That morning, I set out to try and find where the cornucopia was, maybe there was still some supplies left.
It took a couple hours, but eventually I found it. I dared not run out from my cover in the trees but I could see that there was definitely food nearby, but there was also many tributes, and they looked ready to kill. So I climbed up a tree, as high as I could go so I would not be spotted and decided to watch them.
One less scary looking dude was doing something to all of the metal plates we had come up into the arena on. Another guy was digging holes and carefully placing different things down into them, and another two or three were just sitting down talking like they were anywhere else but in the arena.
Having allies like that would have been nice, but it is obviously too late for that.
The people down below in the camp did nothing much for the rest of the day but later they all set out, maybe to go look for victims to kill.
I waited 'till they were far enough away that I could not hear them and slowly climbed down the tree. After watching the people down below for hours, I figured I should stay away from all the holes they had dug.
Slowly, I walked towards the camp doing a little dance trying to avoid the holes they had dug. My foot barely touched one of the little holes and it exploded and I let out a little yelp. This was not good. I needed to hurry now, because the group would be back soon after hearing one of the mines go off.
I hurried, and ran into their camp and got some food and what looked like a drink and ran off again. When back into the safety of the forest, I realized there had been a girl watching me, I think her name was Katniss, but she did not kill me. A few minutes after I had been in the forest there was another loud explosion, and the whole camp had exploded. Katniss must have set the mines off.
I'm glad she did, but I hope she gets out of there before the group comes back, and has a chance to kill her. No one thought much of her in the beginning but even my mentor, after getting the scores from the training sessions, said I should watch out for her, that she would be a force to reckon with and I guess after seeing that that maybe she is.
The food I had just gotten will last me a couple of days, but I need to stay on the move in case the group comes looking for me, and because eventually I will have to find more. So I ran and ran and ran, until I got to a large group of trees where I decided to spend the rest of the night.
It felt like I had only been asleep five or so minutes when I looked down, and the tree was on fire, not only this tree but all the trees around me. It did not feel like a nightmare but was real.
I quickly jumped from the tree and ran, but all the trees around me kept catching fire. The more I ran the quicker the trees around me caught fire.
I was running for my life, and I had no clue how to survive the fire. I must not have been the only one running because I could hear the screams of someone else, as they must have woken up and found that the tree they were on or near was on fire.
I ran for what must have been at least an hour. I felt tired, out of breath and I had a major cramp in my side. I hope the people controlling this are having fun, because I sure am not. This whole thing has been awful.
I felt completely hopeless, and then, finally, when I thought I was going to die, the fire stopped.
I looked up, and there was just a line of trees on fire, and then all of the sudden there was no fire. It was almost like there was some invisible wall there, it was so strange.
I walked over to where the wall was and there was a sort of wierd movement coming from it. I threw a little stick at it and the air rippled and the stick flew off. It was such a strange thing I had never ever seen before. I walked a little closer to it and tried to stick my hand through.
I was hit with such a blow. I flew backwards through the air until I hit a tree with my head and everything went black.
When I woke up it felt as if days had passed. I have no clue how much time had but I felt groggy and my head was a little foggy.
There was a voice coming from the arena sky again, telling us something about a feast and the cornucopia. Really I had no clue what he was saying but I decided that was where I needed to go.
I sat up a little, and waited till my head felt better. I was looking at the wall which was now some feet away but it still looked strange. I decided tha,t if I ever get out of this I am going to figure out what that thing was that threw me so far back, and then tell others so they never experience this awful pain.
After a while, I finished what little food and water I had left and set of for what I hoped was the cornucopia.
In the arena it is so easy to get lost, it is one giant maze and so hard to find the middle again but somehow I did, after what felt like an hour or so.
I climbed up a tree again to see if I could see anything. There was nothing that caught my eye at first but there was definitely something strange going on.
I looked up at the top of the arena, and just like the wall I had seen, there was the strange ripples coming through it except this time there was a hover coming down and going down towards the cornucopia. The hover landed right in front and some man from the capital was placing things inside of it and then when he had finished, he climbed back into the hover and the hover lifted into the sky and back through the ripples from which it had come.
I decided to go down and look at the cornucopia before all the other tributes came to look too. I ran down to it and inside was loads of supplies, it looked like there was something for each of us.
And then I saw that there was food. I took the food and was about to run out again when I saw that I was not alone. All the remaining people had come to get what they needed. This would be a miracle if I made it out alive.
All the people were slowly creeping in and then a battle started. I saw this as my way and I ran.
Everyone was preoccupied and not paying attention to me which I was very grateful. I stood no chance if I ever had to fight any of these people.
There was a backpack lying on the ground that looked as if it were full of supplies. Whoever the backpack belonged to, they were no longer paying attention to it so I ran and grabbed it.
It is such a miracle I made it back into the forest alive. I kept running and heard a boom, the cornucopia feast was made so at least one of us would die and I am just so happy it is not me.
I ran as fast as I could for, at least an hour and then I looked through the backpack. Sure enough it was filled with food, maybe I can survive this after all.
I kept sitting there so happy I was crying. The arena can really play with your mind; one minute I will be scared silly and then next I will be so happy to just be alive, and have food. If I do survive this, it will be a miracle and then going back to District 5 will be strange.
I had to leave my whole family behind and I knew I was most likely going to die. I left my little sister and older brother, mom and dad, my friends, and the boy.
The reaping was the most awful thing in the world. I had my name in so many times it would have been a miracle if I had not been picked. My family had not been doing well this year and so my mom had me and my brother stick our names into the reaping so many times. We needed it all though.
When they called my name it felt like my world had fallen apart. My mom started crying and my brother looked scared, I know he would have volunteered in a heartbeat to save me but my mom needed him now, that I would be gone and so I nodded at him as to say I would be okay, and that he needed to stay at home, and not volunteer for whoever got picked as the male tribute.
Standing up on the stage I felt as if I were going to cry, but I knew I needed to act like I was brave, so maybe I could stand a chance.
The boy who was picked was someone who I had never seen before, and he looked like he stood about as much of a chance as I did.
Neither of us wanted to be there.
When we were escorted into the mayor's office to say our final goodbyes, my mother and father walked in first. Both of them were crying, and said they loved me before one of the peacekeepers kicked them out.
Next came my little sister, who sat on my lap, and told me she would watch me every day and that she loved me.
Then, my brother walked into the room. He looked so sad but tried to act brave and gave me lots of advice on what I should do in the arena. He gave me a hug before he left and handed me a little necklace that had a sun on it. He said it would bring me luck and then he left.
I had one final visitor and it was a boy. He and I had liked each other for a while, but done nothing about it and now it was too late. We sat there staring at each other for quite some time and then he leaned in and kissed me.
We kissed like that until the peacekeeper walked into the room, and told him he had to leave. He gave me one more little kiss, and said he loved me. He walked out of the room with tears running down his face.
The rest of the trip to the capital is a blur. I talked to the other tribute from my district for a little bit but he was quite uninteresting. Our fathers had worked together but were not friends as far as either of us knew.
The boy was always talking to our mentor in hushed voices whenever I saw him but I did not care. I wanted to be at home, going about normal life.
Every year, we were always forced to watch the games but until this year it did not seem real. Everyone always thinks: oh that won't happen to me, and then, Voila!, it happens to you, and you have no clue what to do.
That is what I am feeling like as I am sitting on the forest floor, still wondering about what I should do.
When I went to the cornucopia, I had seen at least four people and one of them is now dead so there has to be at least four or five people still alive, and all of them look like fierce competitors. I have no weapon to use so I stand no chance of going up against them if that ever happens.
That night, I stayed awake still thinking. I was thinking about what it must be like back home. I really do miss my family and wish I were with them.
I never thought I would make it this far and I am so proud of myself and I hope my family is too.
The next day, I looked through the bag I had stolen and saw that really there was less food than I thought there had been, when I took it the other day.
I found some water in the bag though and took a sip of it as I looked for some sort of food that looked appetizing. And then I saw them, they looked just like the blueberries we used to eat at home. So I took a big handful out of the bag and started eating them, they tasted just like heaven.
Narrator:
Later it is known that Katniss and Peeta come upon Foxface and see that she is not moving.
Upon further examining Foxface, Katniss and Peeta discover she ate Nightlock, poisonous berries that Peeta had picked days ago in the arena and put them in the backpack that, most unfortunately, Foxface found, and ate, killing her.