Author's Note: Sorry for the delay.

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Hico Games Chapter 10

While we were in one of the bigger trees that we jumped into I decided to stop, and look through all of our stuff. We had three bags, two regular sized light brown almost tan colored packs, and one small dark green pack, which Rue carried. Katniss and I each carried one of the brown packs which were packed exactly the same with a quart of gasoline, a packet of matches, a large tarp, herbs for healing -just in case- , a pair of black-handled throwing knives, a piece of paper -which intrigued me, I don't see much paper nobody does- , and a few pens. Rue's bag had all of our food, and all of our water bottles, already filled with water from the lake, and purified with the iodine that was in Rue's bag.

I heard a rustling in the woods to my left, and I looked over and saw birds, lots of birds all the same size, color, and species.

"They are Mockingjays." Rue said.

"Oh, I haven't seen one" I said, not really interested.

"Oh, I see them all the time when I'm working in the orchards."

"I haven't seen one before but I've heard them, and heard about them" Katniss said.

"You can sing to them, and they'll sing back, but only if they like it they are a little bit picky."

"Here, I'll teach you a tune that I sang in the orchards at home, the birds there loved it." Rue said, and then she started to whistle a short but beautiful tone. She stood there waiting for about five seconds, and then we heard the same tune repeated louder, it was way more beautiful when the birds did it, and Rue already knew that, and she smiled. Rue and the birds repeated it over and over until I memorized it.

"Well, I think it's about time we start hunting again." I said.

"Well let's go." Rue said slipping on her bag.

"I'm ready too." Katniss said jumping to the next tree. Rue jumped after and I followed in the back.

I stopped and looked behind me because I felt like somebody was staring at me.

Then I saw her, Foxy, once she knew that I knew that she was there she ran.

I jumped out of the tree screaming like a madman, and I threw one of my knives, that I managed to get out of the side pocket of my bag.

I heard Fox-girl scream in pain, and I was surprised that I actually hit her.

Foxy fell to the ground, and I caught up to her, I reached for my second knife but it wasn't there.

I thought it had just fallen out of the side pocket, so I reached down to pull out the knife that was already hanging out from behind her knee. I figured out what was happening s split second too late.

The hand that was underneath Foxy whipped out faster than I could think, and I saw my knife in her a second before she dug it into my chest.

I pulled it out of my chest, but not before Foxy had pulled the other one out from behind her knee, and dug it into my chest.

I couldn't breathe.

It was my dream, no it wasn't, if it were my dream I would have a hero, I would live, but it all went wrong.

The fox killed the rat, me I was a rat, and I died.

No, I didn't die, if I died than I wouldn't be able to think, but yes I'm still thinking I'm still alive.

I felt my warm blood flow out of my chest, soaking my jumpsuit.

Then I heard Katniss, and Rue, they were here, here to save me, but I didn't want them too.

"Go away, you don't need me, your job will be easier if I'm dead, leave me alone." I screamed at them telling them to stop touching me, and then I blacked out.

Another dream, this time I was me in my own body, no longer a stinking rat, or was I in my own body when I was the rat. Yes I am a rat, and my dream is coming again just to torture me, to remind me, that I am and always will be the rat. It was the Reaping, not the Reaping that had happened about a week ago, but the Reaping that had happened a year ago. I wanted to finish my dream just to get to the part where I saw Pirty, so I could tell him sorry, but I woke up. The sound that woke me up was that of rustling wings. Mockingjays.

I was alone, all alone, but I was okay because I had told them to leave.

I knew that I told them to leave me, but I wanted them to know that I was okay, I was racking my brain trying to remember how it went, and then it came to me.

I tried to whistle, but the first time a lot of blood and spit flew out of my mouth.

I emptied my mouth of all the blood, and tried to sit up, but the knife that had stabbed me was still stuck, so I pulled it out.

I sat up, and whistled the short tune that Rue had taught me, but it wasn't loud enough, so I tried again louder this time, and I waited, and then I heard it again and again, louder and louder.

When it all stopped, I sat down relieved that they now knew that I lived.

I can't believe that I made it with two slices in my chest, but I did, and I was going to go back to sleep.

Author's note: Well here is the 10th chapter I hope you enjoy reading my story. Thanks for all your kind Reviews.