Johanna's POV
I think my throat is permanently dry from all the screaming I've done today. I've yelled none stop at both of them. Beetee and Finnick. I can't help it. This plan has to work and I'm pissed that we've already screwed up half of it. Who knows where Katniss and Peeta the pathetic and fake lovers of Twelve have disappeared to?
Yesterday evening Finnick suggested that we postpone our plan to electrocute the beach longer then before and I sware I nearly had an aneurism.
Are you freaking serious?
The quicker we slaughter the people that don't matter and break out of this bloody arena, the better. Yet, he explained that if somehow Katniss and Peeta wandered back to the beach, we could accidentally kill them without knowing it. Yeah, like they'd be dumb enough to return to the beach, but Finnick insisted upon it.
It was kind of difficult to understand what he was getting at. Our signals and clues have become sloppy. It's as hard as hell to try to communicate with one another if we wish to share something that the gamemakers can't hear. Volts and I understood him soon enough though. We have to find the location of the two of them first before taking any more chances.
This is totally fine other that the fact that we probably look incredibly suspicious to the gamemakers. Our original plan to electrify the remaining tributes on the beach is much more convincing then trying to locate and "kill" two people who are where? We have no clue. Whatever, we will most likely die before we find Katniss and Peeta anyway with the way we are traveling through the jungle right now. I think Beetee is about five miles behind Finnick and I.
"A few more steps this way and we should reach the jabberjay section of the jungle. I assume I'm correct checking my calculations from the beach to here." Beetee explains as he strides to catch up with Finnick and I as we stumble through a particular thick part of the jungle.
Finnick pales slightly.
"Oh, jabberjays? I thought we decided to enter the blood rain wedge?" Finnick scratches his head, looking nervously at Beetee. I shrug at the both of them.
"What does it matter?"
"It's just that-that I uh, don't think they'd be there. Katniss and Peeta." Finnick explains, plucking nervously at the wrist of his wetsuit. I can sort of tell that it may be more than that. Finnick freaked out when we entered the jabberjay part of the arena last time, thinking that his Annie was being tortured to her death. Not to mention Katniss reacted in a similar way as well. I wouldn't be surprised if he chickened out on going in there.
"Okay..." Beetee begins.
"It's fine Finnick. Let's go this way." I tell him, pointing over to the left. There is no point in making things more difficult for us.
"You're right. They are probably not over there." I say, pulling my hand through my damp hair as drips of sweat trickle down into my eyes.
Finnick gives me a grateful look. I nod at him and then begin to lead the way, cutting through thick vines with my axe. Finnick follows closely behind and then Volts, who drags his coil along with him.
We try to approach each grouping of trees quietly and with caution, as if haunting for prey. Though, we really are just trying to find the star-crossed lovers without startling them. When they see us they'll try to fight us for sure, which is why we must be careful not to appear violent. Finnick explained to me that our goal is just keep them away from the beach until midnight so we can electrocute the others. I just hope we can find them first...
The cracking of a twig makes the three of us jump. I whip around to see Finnick pointing his trident at Brutus and Enobaria who are inching around the large trunk of a tree.
Great, we've got company.
"Greetings to you two." Finnick says cooly, the corners of his mouth upturned in a slight grin. Brutus, nearly an animal, growls in reply.
"Let's make this quick Odair." Enobaria hisses, all of her razor sharp teeth showing.
"Agreed." He answers, plunging his trident towards the two of them. I flip around my axe, bounding over to them. Brutus bares his knives clutched in his thick hands, ready to strike at me. I kick at his legs, tripping him onto his stomach, then holding him down with my foot to try and hit him with my axe. As I am about to wedge my blade into his large head, he slices his knife across my ankle. I give out a cry of pain, furious as he escapes from my grasp, slipping out from under my foot and whirling around at me.
One of his knives fly at me, I dodge it and pull behind one of the trees. He starts to come at me from one side of the trunk, but I complete the circle and sneak up behind him, slamming my axe deep into his back. He crumbles to the ground. I yank my weapon out of him as blood splatters across my face.
Disgusting.
I wipe it away from my cheek. A canon goes off from up above, marking my kill. Finnick chases Enobaria into the bushes as they continue to fight and I find Beetee leaning against another trunk, his upper arm deeply cut. I make my way over to him to check how bad it is.
"Are you-"
A rustling comes from my right, and I flip around to find Finnick returning from chase, doubled over and breathing heavily.
"I injured her, but-she-she got away." He heaves, slinging his trident over his shoulder and wiping his sweaty brow.
"Let's get out of here before she returns."