Middle of the Hunger Games:
I tiptoe lightly over the leaves letting the moon light my path. The crunching of leaves startles me from my right and i quickly scale the nearest tree climbing with a swiftness gained only from years of hard work on the farms. I hear the swoosh of a knife being released and immediately duck as the small blade soars over my head and impales itself into the wood. Yanking the knife out of the wood I continue to climb and hear Clove below me her heavy branch breaking body making a racket as she climbs. Climbing twenty feet more I stop knowing that Clove wouldn't be able to come much further and sure enough I hear the sharp crack of a branch and Cloves scream as she plummets downwards with a oomph as she lands on the the leaf packed forest floor. Suddenly I hear a orchestra of leaf crunching feet and I know the careers are coming for Clove and when they find her, they will find me.
"I'm here." I hear Clove shout weakly as she gasps for breath. The careers reunite with Clove and I know its time to leave. Jumping from tree to tree I put a sizable distance between me and the careers just as the sun is beginning to rise. Pausing to rest I pull my small sack in front of me and take inventory of things. A small water bottle that I had finished during my nightly run, various plants used for healing that I picked up when searching for food, and the knife that Clove had thrown at me. My stomach grumbled and I knew it was time to find breakfast. Shouldering my pack I hop down the trees and land lightly on the ground and beginning to search for edible plants, living in district eleven had its advantages as I think about the other possibly starving tributes. Wait, how many were left? There was me, Clove, Cato, Marvel, Glimmer, katniss, Peeta, Foxface, and Thresh. That meant eight opponents to beat. Yes! I found a small patch of raspberries peeking out from behind a bush and was munching down hungrily when something collides with my head and I black out.
My vision dances in front of me as I open my eyes. The warm greasy smell of cooking chicken fills my nostrils and I breathe deeply savoring the smell. "Glad to see that your awake." Says a bored sarcastic voice. I turn around quickly only to see Cato eyeing me from across the cave. Crouching down like a cornered animal I look for a escape but the only one is the one that he's standing by. A plan starts to form in my mind and I go along with it. "Why haven't you killed me yet?" I ask casually keeping my tone light. "I wouldn't get to see the look on your face now would I?" He laughs manically and I knew from that point on Cato was crazy, a burning lunatic. He slowly makes his way towards me and I hold my hand up stopping him. "Wait. I happen to be very hungry right now so kill me in a sec alright?" A mixture of surprise and confusion flashes on his face but he sits across from me. I glance at the chicken as it slowly turns a golden brown. Then I grab a stick and spear the chicken, feeling the heat of it from a foot away, perfect. In one motion i spin around and shove the burning turkey into Catos face hearing his wails of pain. As he writhes in pain I swing my foot back and connect it with his head and hear a satisfying crack. Grabbing the stick that held the turkey I dipped it into the middle of the fire until its flaming and then run back to Cato and drive the wooden stick straight in the middle of his chest. Wiping my hands I run out the exit and into the forest as rain droplets slide from the trees overhead. What a waste of a perfectly good turkey I think as the cannon booms. One tribute down seven left.