Marvel ran through the woods, sharp branches smacking and cutting his face. He ignored the pain as he gripped his spear, his eyes flicking around to find the little girl. He checked every tree, every bush. And then he heard a branch snap. He turned on his heels and immediately heard the bushes rustling. It was her.
He chased after her, jumping over tree trunks and boulders, breaking free of the forest and into a nice meadow. The girl turned around, coming face to face with Marvel, her big eyes wide and scared and her bottom lip trembled.
If he killed her, President Snow would be happy and let him and Foxface live. That was all he needed to say too himself before continuing what he came there to do.
Foxface clutched all the nylon bags in her hands, forcing her strong legs to keep running before diving behind a bush, gasping for air. Her tight fingers relaxed and she pried the bags out of her hands before she laid down to catch her breath. But then she noticed it was quiet. She pushed herself up on her arms and looked around, expecting to see Marvel, to feel him hugging her or to hear him say some sexual comment, but he wasn't there.
Panic instantly filled her. She frantically shoved the bags under the bush, making sure they were hid well before she got up and began searching for him.
Her red hair danced around her face crazily as she ran through the woods swiftly. Her footsteps making no sound as she almost floated when she ran. She checked everywhere; she looked up at the sky, she looked at the ground, checking the trees, in the bushes, tree trunks. And then finally she saw him.
Marvel was standing in a meadow, his right arm pulled back before he threw his spear forward with a grunt. Foxface followed the spear with her wide eyes, seeing it land in a little girls gut.
Squish.
The little's girls' eyes registered shock and hurt before she stumbled back and fell down, her body convulsing, struggling for air.
Foxface couldn't look, she ran back to camp. How could Marvel not tell her? She gritted her teeth at the angry thoughts as she shoved through bushes, ignoring the canon she heard go off.
-Later that day-
Marvel wiped the blood off his spear with his shirt hem before he came towards the camp. He saw Foxface sitting there by the fire, tapping her foot impatiently as she watched the flames dance. Her eyes flashed up when she heard Marvel, those green eyes hurt and sad. Though her voice was angry and agitated.
"Where we're you?"
"I had to use the bathroom," Marvel lied, hoping she wouldn't catch him.
She leaned to her side, picking up a small package and throwing it over towards Marvel. It hit the ground with a loud thump before rolling towards him, stopping at his feet. He looked down at it and noticed what it was.
It was the parachute container President Snow had sent the letter in.
"Don't lie to me," Foxface said shaking her head, turning her eyes back to the fire.
Marvel just breathed as he kicked the parachute container as hard as he could. He marched closer over to Foxface, one of his hands clutching fist fulls of his hair.
"Okay, I left to kill the little girl! I had to! Are you happy now?" Marvel yelled, his face turning red.
"I know. I saw you kill her," Foxface nodded simply, her voice relaxed.
"It's just President Snow said we had to give him a show and-," "Then let me help you with that!" Foxface cut him off, her eyes snapped up at him, big and wide, glistening.
Marvel just looked up at her, his face softening. He dropped his hand and walked over to her, dropping to his knees.
"You'd do that for me? You would kill for me?"
Foxface cocked her head to the side and pursed her lips, pretending to think about it. She then smiled and quickly yanked the spear out of Marvels hands as she got up and began walking away from him.
He turned around to face her, a small smile coming across his cute face as he watched her play with his spear. She returned the smile.
"Yes, I would kill for you,"
*Dragongirl317, good luck on your exams! I hope you all like the new chapter :) sorry long update!