"I needed an ally, and I didn't want to. Is that a good enough answer for you?" Daisy replied, clearly embarrassed. "No, no. I wasn't saying that you're a coward or anything. I'm glad you didn't kill me!" I tried to save the damage I had already inflicted. There was no point though, she wasn't reasoning with me. We passed an entire day talking and lounging around the cave. Daisy Wilson was a nice girl, age 15. She had a pretty face, light brown, straight hair, a nice slender figure, peachy skin, and soft brown eyes. Back home, she was single but had recently suffered a break up with this kid called Tanner. We got to know each other well before night fell and we went to sleep. No deaths had occurred that day.
In the morning I felt so much better! I had almost no pain at all! I could finally move again! The medicine had worked. I silently thanked my mentor. Daisy and I ate breakfast together. Our combined food supply was thinning. Then a voice suddenly boomed throughout the Arena, "Congratulations tributes. You are the final 7. Tonight at the Cornucopia there shall be a feast! Come down and grab what you can! Good luck, and may the odds be ever in your favor."
Daisy looked over at me and I smiled at her. "No freaking way I'm going to that," she said with certainty. My smile turned to a frown and I answered, "I am." Again, silence filled the room. "Then go," Daisy stated. I don't know if she was serious or not but I was tired of sitting around in a cave and talking to some random kid from 7. After I gathered my stuff into my backpack, grabbed my bow, quiver, and throwing stars, I crawled up a small passage until I managed to wriggle out onto the jungle floor. Sunlight filled my vision. Invigorated by the freedom, I started walking through the jungle. Then my legs began moving faster, and faster, and faster, until I was at a full sprint. As I relieved myself of all my pent up energy, I thought about Silver and Harsh. Those two idiots were out here tromping around, killing innocent people for fun. Along with the girl from District 2. What's her name anyway?
Finally, I reached the city. Crouching behind a building I watched as Harsh and the girl from 2 walked down the dirt road speaking loudly. "I can't believe that worm keeps stealing our stuff and getting away with it! We NEED to kill that twerp!" the girl from 2 screeched. They luckily hadn't detected my presence yet. I was about 30 yards away from them. "Yeah that's bad. But Paula, have you seen Oliver at all yet?" Harsh belched. So her name was Paula. "No, but I know that rat shot Silver with an arrow...and that Hope killed his friend," Paula replied in her shrill voice. Harsh nodded. "Silver claimed that kill, but I don't know...if I find him I might just kill him myself. We can't let an untrained District 4 kid kill us!" Harsh continued angrily. He held his usual long sword, now stained with blood. Paula was armed with a club, but she had several knives in her belt. Now I know who beat the boy from 5 to death on Day 2. The Careers were getting closer, and closer. I had to get out of there. I looked up and noticed that the wall of this building had several footholds. Also, the roof of the house had raised edges, which would provide cover. If I found a way to get up there, and immediately lay flat on my back, perhaps the Careers wouldn't notice me.
Hearing them get closer, I began my ascent. It was a fairly easy climb. I threw my bag up first so that the Careers wouldn't see it on my back when I laid down. Then I flung myself up onto the roof, lying flat on my stomach. Although my bow made a quiet tapping noise as it hit the roof I didn't think the Careers heard. I listened intently. They were still talking as they were before. I silently celebrated in my head. "Should we head back? Silver might get worried," Paula asked. I couldn't see them but I heard scuffling as the Careers started running. Harsh laughed loudly. "Come here little boy! We won't bite...too hard," Paula cackled. Their voices faded in the distance. The only other male tribute that wasn't a Career besides myself that was still alive was Rico from District 11. I smiled. They would have trouble catching that one on foot. Slowly, I sat up. I couldn't even see them anymore.
"Just focus on jumping," I told myself. Currently, I was struggling with thoughts of Daisy. I had just left her there in that cave. For all I know, she could be in danger. Pushing those thoughts from my mind, I continued hopping from building to building. This ancient city was well built actually. Eventually the Cornucopia loomed into view. A figure was sitting on top of it. "Silver," I whispered with frustration. He could probably see me, so I decided to get down from the house I stood on. However, the roof collapsed before I could jump down. I fell in a rain of rubble and rock. Several small boulders hit my shoulders, legs, and face. By the time I collided with the hard, dirty ground, I was already covered in cuts and small wounds. "Ouch..." I groaned quietly. I shoved a few rocks off of my body and tried to stand. It wasn't easy but I managed. Then I ruffled through my bag and revealed a water bottle. I gulped down about half of it, and stuffed a few crackers into my mouth. Refreshed, I bandaged most of my worst scrapes and hobbled away from the debris. Just for a little humor I said, "Don't jump on roofs guys. It hurts."
Sun setting, I knew I needed to get to the feast. Now running on the rocky path, the tip of the Cornucopia got nearer to me. Once I was close enough, I darted into a clay building and peered through a window, which gave me a good view of the Cornucopia. As I had predicted, Silver sat atop the metal structure, tossing around his sword. Harsh and Paula came running in. "That kid from 11 got away. He almost killed me, man!" Harsh yelled. Paula collapsed, panting. "Too fast..." she complained. It was dark now. The sun had set. Then, a voice announced throughout the Arena, "Let the feast begin!" A table shot up inside the Cornucopia. 6 bags each with a number. 1, 2, 4, 5, 7, and 11 were the numbers that represented the remaining districts. Of course Harsh snatched the District 2 bag, Silver hopped down and grabbed the District 1 bag, and Rico took off running toward the Cornucopia from the other side of the city. I decided to wait a moment, but I readied an arrow. Rico had a knife, that he threw at Paula, who was guarding the other four bags. She knocked the weapon away with her club and swung at Rico's head as he approached her. He ducked and punched Paula in the gut, sending her sprawling on the ground. Now, having retrieved the District 11 bag, Rico picked up his fallen weapon and stabbed Paula in the back. A cannon rang out. Before either of the other Careers could catch him, Rico took off into the city. Man, he was fast. Silver pursued Rico as quickly as he could. This was my chance. I jumped out of the building and shot an arrow straight for Harsh. My shot was close, but it whizzed past his shoulder. Harsh, extremely enraged, ran towards me, pulling out his sword. I reached into my quiver for another arrow, only to find it empty. I had run out! Harsh was getting closer, I quickly brought a throwing star out of my pocket and chucked it at Harsh's chest. It connected and stuck in Harsh's chest, causing him to spurt blood. But that didn't stop him. I dropped my quiver and ran away from Harsh's rage.
He was gaining on me, but I heard his breathing getting heavier from the loss of blood. Then, in a surge of adrenaline, I whipped out another star, wheeled around, aimed it for Harsh's face, and let it fly. I missed the intended target, but it scraped across his head, and he screamed from the pain. More blood came from the wound. Just as Harsh was about to overtake me, he stumbled over his own feet to the ground. Harsh was in too much pain. I took out another star and threw it as hard as I could into Harsh's back. After a few moments, a cannon blast sounded.
Harsh's corpse lay before me, bloody and destroyed. I shivered. Another gruesome memory etched into my brain. I grabbed his sword and the District 2 bag before running back to the Cornucopia. I caught a glimpse of Ashley, the girl from 5 running into the city with her bag. I made it just as the table was going down and snatched my bag, and the District 7 bag. So Daisy really had decided not to come at all. I set off back towards the jungle. The only Career left was Silver. I laughed at myself, realizing I had three of the six bags from the feast.