Katniss
Looking at Peeta while he's sleeping kinda makes me jealous, he gets to have a rest while I don't. But I'm growing numb to this and him sleeping is just a liability. Okay, now he's snoring which is a good sign so its time for me to prepare the fight against Cato. Somehow the capitol managed to send these weird looking mutts that we have never seen before, they resemble shadows and can't be killed by any regular weapon. I remembered when Rue was killed by one...but I can't because she just laid there as if she's asleep. It sucked some kind of light out of her body for some reason...alright now time to hunt...wait a minute. I see something in the distance, it's a cloaked figure, probably another tribute with camo! Well doesn't look like camo, its a dark hooded cloak and I can barely make out the face. The cloak has a zipper.
"You came to fight?" I ask the figure. It appears to be short.
"Katniss...you must win." It replied in a voice awfully resembling...Rue. It can't be, Rue is dead! Unless those weird looking mutts knocked her out then I it would make sense. The figure turns around and summons a large black smoke. This is either a way for the game makers to scare us or some kind of trick. I pray that black smoke better not start a fire. The figure enters it and disappears as I am left astonished and scared. As I walk slowly...I turn around to see the same weird looking mutt lunge straight towards me. I feel it removing something as I scream in pain...its like its ripping out my heart. I'm sorry Prim...
Peeta.
I slowly open my eyes to see Katniss gone...oh no! I run out of the caves to look up in the sky to see if a tribute got killed...and I hear a cannon shot. Its Katniss Everdeen. She's dead...Katniss is dead. I fall on my knees as my eyes turn wide...tears fall from my eyes. I didn't know that this would be the last time I see Katniss...Cato did this! I knew it, Cato and Clove must have ambushed her and killed her in cold blood. Those damn career tributes must have-
The nearby bush rustles to reveal Cato...he falls on the ground as some kind of light gets out of his chest and into the dark mutt. More of them surround me, in fact, its 12. I guess this is the finale for me. I grip my knife as I run towards one, the knife begins to burst into light.
On my hand is some kind of weapon. It is textured, dark brown in color, with brass edges. The teeth are made of two pick-like points, with two hammer-like protrusions on the opposite side. The creature lunges towards me and swing this key-like weapon causing it to disappear into nothingness. I'm not really good with swords so I position the weapon with the blade pointing backwards. Another one jumps towards me and dodge its attack right before impaling it. This weapon is something the trainers never mentioned at all. Its almost as if its the key to taking these things down...a keyblade is a good name for this.
A group runs towards me and in return, I run towards them. I impale the first one right before slicing one in half. The next I kick it away from me as it was grabbed on to my leg and stabbed it. They were gone now...all of them.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the victor of the 74th hunger games." I can't tell if I should be happy...or just kill myself with this thing.
A cloaked figure stands in front of the Everdeen house as Prim is mourning the death of her sister. They don't seem to notice that she's watching them as they tearfully embrace each other. Like the others, she turned into one.
"Excuse me?" The hooded woman turns to see Gale Hawthrone.
"Hm?"
"Can you please leave, your spooking everyone out." She turns to see numerous people all having a scared look on them as this woman seemed alien and there's something not human about them. The figure sees Prim outside of the house.
"What do you want? You've been sitting there everyday!" Prim yelled in anger as she has tears in eyes. The figure gets up.
"My apologies." She said causing Prim's eyes to widen. The hooded figure turns around and leaves.
"Your voice sounds like her..." Prim said in shock as the figure stops moving.
"Who is this her?" She asks.
"My sister." The blonde girl replied.
"And who was she?" The figure asks.
"Her name was..."
