Glimmer and Clove: THE FINAL COUNTDOWN
Chapter 1: Pain
Glimmer
Pain. That's the last thing I remember before I blacked out. Pain in my hands and pain in my arms. Pain in my feet, legs, stomach, back, fingers, toes, head. Pain EVERWHERE. Pain as the Tracker Jackers repeatedly stung me. Pain as my skin swelled into huge lumps where the stingers were. Pain as the poison shot through my battered body. Pain as my fingers were broken by that horrible girl from District 12. Pain as she wrenched my beautifully crafted bow out of my grip, and pain as she forced me onto my back and pulled my precious arrows out from under me. Pain as I watched, through half-closed eyes, and she stumbled away with them clutched to her chest.
Clove
I watched in horror as a stone the size of a loaf of bread collided with my head. I let out a scream so loud it sent shivers up my spine. Blinded in agony, I fell to the ground, still screaming. Someone, I don't know who, clamped their hand over my mouth to try to shut me up. Stupid idiot. I bit down on their hand so hard I felt a stream of blood pour into my mouth. Dirty, metallic blood. Gah-ross! I spit it out in disgust. How the hell does President Snow like this stuff? I had stopped screaming, but my forehead still felt like it was splitting open. I lifted my hand to feel my head. I howled in pain again as I felt my forehead. There was a dent in my skull. I looked over at Katniss, who was staring stupidly at me. The cuts I made around her mouth were still bleeding.
"Rot in hell," I spat at her. She looked away. I turned my head towards that oaf from District 11 and showed him my middle finger. I laid back down as a wave of nausea rolled through me. Everything around me faded as I thought, Crap. I'm going to die.