Rue's Story (One Shot)

Rue's POV
Just as I am llighting the second fire, I hear somebody behind me. They are not close, but I start to run anyway. I have to do this. I can just see the third pile of leaves, so I do the three-note whistle that means I'm safe. Suddenly, I am jerked off the ground, and tangled up i some sort of fish-net like material. "Katniss!" I scream. I am scared. What if the careers find me? What if Katnis dies trying to blow up the careers food? What if she's already dead...? "KATNISS!" I scream at the top of my lungs, and hope that she is clos enough to hear me. "Rue! Rue, I'm coming!" I hear a familiar voice yell. Katniss. Not long after, I hear footsteps. I look up, thinking it is Katniss. It isnt. "Wh-Who are you?" I ask him. He has a spear in his hands. I try to top shaking and keep my voice steady, but I cant. I am terrified. "Who ARE you?" My words came out tronger than I expected they would. Good. I cant let him know I amafraid. Fear is not allowed here. "I," He says, "am the reason your going to die today." He says with a smirk that would make the devils blood run cold. I let out a little cry. "RUE!" It is Katniss. She sounds a long way away, but I can hear her footsteps, so she must be closer than I think. I would turn to look, but I am not going to risk taking my eyes off him. Him. The reason for my entanglement, the reason for my fear, the reason for my tears, and the possible reason for my death. Maybe thats a good thing. If i'm dead. I will escape District 11, all I do there is work anyway. Work and starve. The only thing i would have to look forward to is Thresh, and who knows if he will even go back home. If either of us is going to die, I'd rather it be me. I hope Thresh wins. Because I wont. "Marvel. My name is Marvel." Ok. He told me his name. Now I will know my murderers name. That reallly doesnt matter to me though. At least I know what to call himnow. "Well, Marvel, why dont you just kill me? There's no one to stop you. Just throw your stupid spear and get it over with." I see the spear fly out of his hands, and sail straight towards me. I hear a gasp behind me, right before I see the arrow hit his neck. Katniss. She looks at me, a mixture of shock, sadness, and desperation on her face. I look down. Marvels spear is implanted in my stomach. I pull it out, feeling just as shocked as Katniss looks. I am going to die. "Rue..." I hear Katniss say as she is cutting open the net I am trapped in. As soon as she cuts through the net, she picks me up and llays me on the ground, in the soft grass. I start to cry. Not because of the pain, but because of Thresh. He will be devastated when he finds out i died today. "Katniss," I say, my voice baroely a whisper, "can you sing?" When she doesnt answer, I think she didnt hear me. I am about to ask her again, but I dont have the energy. "Deep in the meadow, under the willow," Katniss starts to sing. "A bed of grass, a soft green pillow." Now she is crying too. "Here it is safe, here it is warm. Here the daisies gaurd you from every harm." That is all I hear. My eyelids are getting heavy, and i struggle to maintain conciousness. I hear Katniss' voice in a faraway place. Then everything around me fades to black. Into nothingness. Into death.

(A/N: Please excuse my horrible spelling, I'm on a laptop, i just got it today, so the buttons suck.)