Sherlock feels angry at a lot of things right now.
At The Capitol for having these stupid Games; at the Districts, for rebelling all those years ago; at all the parents who are stupid enough to having kids, only for the Capitol to use then as entertainment each years.
He's watching the screen with his mother and father, and Victor's mother. Her eyes are red-rimmed and he can tell she's been crying all night.
In a rare moment of kindness, he grabs her hand, squeezes it tightly.
"He'll make it through it," He says, comforting not only her, but himself as well. "Vic will make it out alive."
– - - - - - - -
He dreams of clinging to Mycroft, begging him not to go.
Someone pulls them apart and he's forced to watch on the TV as everyone fight and kills each other. He roots for his brother the whole time, sure that his smart older brother is going to win.
But he doesn't. A girl from another district stabs him in the stomach, steals his supplies and leaves him to bleed out.
He pulls his eyes from the television for a moment, and when he looks again, Mycroft's body is replaced with Victor's.
The deaths have added up overnight (a teen boy from District 8 killing himself with nightlock berries and one of the Career boys turned traitor and killed two of his allies in their sleep.)
After the bloodbath at the Cornucopia, that leaves thirteen alive.
Molly and Victor have allied each other for the time being, and they are currently hiding in a cave, away from the high winds. Lucky for them, the cave is nice and deep and dry, so they have no worries about anyone finding them for the moment when Victor lights a fire.
They talk about strategy for a while and Sherlock finds himself scoffing at Molly 'wait-it-out' plan. If anything, that's more lightly to get them killed. Or have them starve to death.
Thankful, Victor has the idea of keep moving, kept their guard up and, try to pick out the weaker ones. Molly looks upset at the idea of killing anyone and Victor fixes her with a hard stare.
"You don't have a choice- no one does now. Either you kill or you get killed. Take your pick."
- - - - –
As it turns out, Molly gets her first kill later that day.
A girl from District 6 attacks them.
She has fucking sword of all things and tries to stab Molly with it. Fortunately (or unfortunately, depending on the person) she can't lift it that well, and Molly, acting on pure adrenaline, stabs the girl in the neck. The girl falls to the ground, hand adding pressure to her neck and Molly stabs her again in the neck, this time hitting where the jugular vein would be.
The girl lets out a wet gurgling sound, then dies. His mum lets out a gasp. "That poor girl,"
Sherlock's not sure if she's referring to the dead tribute or Molly.
- - – - - -
Molly prays, as it turns out.
Real actual prayers that aren't said in the midst of fear. She bends down on her knees every night and all of them start the same.
"Dear Lord, thank you for protecting me and Victor for another day and please watch us during the night..."
She prays for various things, food, fresh water, gifts from .
They always end the same: "Please take those who've died into your Arms and give them everlasting peace."
– - - -
In the morning, sponsors send the two some water and food. Victor is quick to erase all evidence of them being in the area before moving on.
Sherlock watches on screen as Molly gives Victor a bright smile and pretends that he doesn't feel a tiny bit jealous when the older boy returns it.
There's really no reason to be jealous of a soon-to-be-dead girl anyways.
- – - - - -
The girl from District 11, Sally, is a tiny thing, Sherlock muses as she comes on the screen. But she's a hell of a fighter, already taking down two people during the Bloodbath.
She's already come into the games ready to fight and it shows.
That's probably why Victor and Molly are hesitant to help her, even though she's begging for medication. There's a bloodstain on her leg, mostly likely from a knife wound and it's bleeding heavily.
Then, as if things were already bad, it gets worse.