Short chapter I know, but I wanted to update something. Even if it was small, because I work today and college finals are close I can only write small chapters. Enjoy. Reviews are welcome.
Chapter Nine
Gale sat on the meadow, just a few miles from the border of district twelve. The games were about to begin, but he could not watch them, not yet. If Peeta was to die, he could not bear being without him. He just prayed his Peeta could survive.
When the time ran out, Peeta ran, like he had never run before. Many made it to the cornucopia, and a bloodbath begun. Most of the useful essentials where at the mouth of it, he only hoped Cato would not go back on his word and grabbed something for the two of them. A knife flew towards him, but he evades it in time, and instead it stuck to a tree. This time the Game makers had chosen the arena to be a forest, an advantage to Katniss, but he was not entirely vulnerable.
Using his strength he pulled out the knife and continued running through the forest, trying to find a place to hide. He collided with another tribute falling to the ground. Peeta regained his balance, and saw the shocked face of Foxface, terrified of the knife he had on his hand she ran away.
Peeta got up, and continued running, sometimes he would trip over twigs, or collide with trees, but he never gave up, until he found a river. Kneeling on it, he scooped water on his hands and took a gulp out of it, refreshing his mouth. While he drank water, the booming canon indicating the death of a tribute was fired eleven times, indicating only thirteen remained. He wondered if Katniss was still alive.
"What do we have here, no other than lover boy." Peeta turned around to see a blade pointed at his chest by no other than Cato.
"Kill him already," Glimmer the girl from district one said. Clove kept her distance with Marvel, just watching what Cato would do.
Cato lowered his weapon, grinning at Peeta, and he smile in returned.
"Seems as this two boys formed an alliance way before the games," Ceaser said.
Gale, who had returned home, watched the screen in confusion. Peeta and the district two boy allies, he thought. The screen went to another of the still alive tributes. Nothing made sense to him right now. Why would Peeta form an alliance with the other boy? Gale did want Peeta to win, but he worried that Peeta was playing with fire and would get burn.