My eyes had just closed when the anthem starts up, my eyes snap open and I quietly move to the cave opening to look up at the night sky. The anthem comes to an end and I see the faces of the dead, first clove from two, the boy from three, I don't remember hearing the canon but that doesn't matter, then finally there is Rue's face up in the sky and I can feel the tears pricking at my eyes again. I crawl back to Peeta who instinctively wraps his arms around me; with another three dead there are now only six of us left in the arena, me and Peeta, Cato, the boy from one, I think his name is Marvel, the girl from five, fox face and the big boy from eleven, Thresh. As I shut my eyes again to sleep I can't help but remember that five of us must die before the games end and that Peeta is so close to being one of them.
I wake up the next morning so calm and happy I almost forget where I am. I had one of the nicest dreams I can remember for a long time, Peeta and I were older and living I a cabin in the middle of the woods, it was quiet and peaceful and safe and our children played happily with no fear of the hunger games. But then I remember where we are, in the hunger games where only one of us can live, so there is no chance of that little log cabin and even if there was I don't want children, so I push that dream away and focus on the here and now.
I turn to Peeta and see that he is still fast asleep, which is good he needs all the rest he can get, I lay there for a while waiting for Peeta to wake, but I soon my hunger get the better of me, I eat some of the rabbit I cooked yesterday and go out to the river to refill our bottles. When I get back Peeta is still asleep and I know I need the change the bandages, so as carefully as I can I remove the old ones and look at his wound; if anything it's got worse, I can still see who deep it is and there are signs of what I feared the most, blood poisoning. I bandage he leg again with clean bandages and look up at Peeta's still sleeping face, he looks so innocent and so much younger when he sleeps, I can't help but wonder how such a good person could end up here in the games.
I don't know how long I sat there and watched over him as he slept, but soon I see signs of movement, then his blue eyes are on me and despite everything he smiles and I can't help but smile back at him. I manage to get so food and water in him, even though he insisted he wasn't hungry, he soon falls asleep again and I'm left to watch him again. This continues though the day and Peeta still shows no sign of improvement.
There were no deaths today, I expect the careers were too busy licking their wounds to hunt down any more victims, and so after the anthem was played tonight there were no faces of the dead; however the voice of Caesar did fill the night.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, it is my pleasure to announce that tomorrow at midday there will be a feast at the Cornucopia. But this is no ordinary feast there is something you all need, some more than others, all of which will be provided at the feast tomorrow. But here is the catch, there will only be one bag with everything in, so only one tribute may claim the prize. Good luck and May the odd be ever in your favour."
I look down at Peeta's sleeping figure and know what I must do, Peeta's medicine must be there so I have to go and I have to be the one to get the bag if I am to have any chance of helping him. But the feast isn't until tomorrow midday so I settle down with Peeta and sleep.
The next day I wake before Peeta again, I can feel the heat coming from him and know that his fever is no better today. I change the bandage on his leg again before he wakes and refill our water bottles. Peeta sleeps all morning and I worry how much he sleeps, I can't put off leaving any longer so I pack lightly and just as I'm about to leave Peeta wakes.
"Where are you going?" he asks his voice still thick with sleep.
"Just hunting," I say not wanting to worry him, I know that if I tell him he will try to stop me, "we are nearly out of food so I need to go and hunt something, I won't be long." I try to give him a reassuring smile.
"Be safe and hurry back to me," he says softly looking so deep in my eyes I almost lose myself in his. I quickly go back to his side and push my lips desperately to his, fear and worry filling my thoughts, what if he doesn't hold on till I get back, what if I don't come back, what if I can't get the medicine. With all these thought going through my head I cling to him and feel him cling back. Eventually we are forced to come up for air and I know I must leave or run the risk of missing the feast.
"I'll be back soon, wait for me?" I ask but what I mean is don't die before I get back.
"Always" he says with a sweet smile, I can see his eyelids drooping and know he will be asleep again very soon.
I crawl out of our cave and head for the Cornucopia as fast as I can.
I get there just before twelve, I think at first I'm too late, the sun is already high in the sky, but the Cornucopia is deserted and there were no canons to show that the bloodbath feasts always cause has not started yet. I take my position hidden by the base of a large pine tree, with my bow slightly drawn with an arrow on the string.
"Welcome tributes, it is my pleasure to declare the feast to be open!" Caesar's voice booms over head, and as he finishes the ground in front of the Cornucopia opens and a table with a single back pack on it rises from the ground.
As soon as the table rose from the ground fox face appeared, darting out of the Cornucopia, where she must have been hiding there for quite some time. She ran forward and grabbed the bag and ran taking my only chance to save Peeta with her.
I didn't think my instincts just took over, I drew my bow and loosed sending an arrow straight though fox face's back and killing her instantly, her cannon sounded before her body hit the ground. I run from my hiding spot, knowing my arrow had already given me away, towards fox face's body, I couldn't let anyone else get that bag. I reach it and throw it over my shoulder and make back for the cover of the trees, but as I turn I hear a shout and feel my whole body thrown back from an impact in my left shoulder.
I look to my left and see a spear sticking out of my shoulder, I reach and pull it out, and then I see its thrower. Cato is there leaning over me with a triumphant smirk on his face, he places his foot on my wounded shoulder, causing me to scream out in agony, as he reaches down to take the back pack.
"I'll take that," he gloats, clearly taking pleasure from my pain, "where's lover boy? Oh wait I remember, he dying right, I got him good, can't have much longer left."
His taunts hit a nerve and I try to push he foot from my shoulder, but he lifts it up and comes down on me with a knife in hand.
"I'm going to enjoy killing you," he spits in my face, then he drags the blade down my face with a growl, "that for that little stunt with the tracker-jackers!" I cry out in pain despite myself, I don't want to give him the satisfaction. "Your pathetic" he snarled "what did you think would happen? That you could run in here and take the feast? That you would save your precious lover boy?" he laughed as he repositioned his knife slowly pressing it into my left breast, he had me pined with my right arm held under his foot and using his other knee to hold my weakened left. "You couldn't even save that little girl, what was her name again? Rue that was it wasn't it? We killed her, now I'm going to kill you and then we will find your precious lover boy and kill him." As he said this the blade cut though my clothes and pushed deep into my breast.
But then Cato was gone, lifted from me just before he could push the blade into my heart. I looked around trying to figure out what had just happened, then I saw Thresh, with Cato pined to the floor with his hands round Cato's neck.
"You killed her? You killed the little girl?" Thresh shouted as he chocked Cato lifting him and shoving him down again to emphasize each question, but Cato couldn't answer and in minuets the cannon sounded his death.
Thresh let go of Cato's body, standing up and facing me, I shuffle back as quickly as I can, but soon bump into fox faces body and I know I can't escape.
"I won't kill you this time, for the little girl, you were allies right? That's what he said?" I nod unable to speak, "I wont kill you this one time, but I want what's mine," he states pointing at the bag at my feet.
"I need Peeta's medicine," I blurt out without thinking. Thresh nods and reaches now for the bag, I watch as he reaches in and pulls out a smaller bag with the number twelve written on.
"Just this once twelve, I see you or your man I will kill you both." And with that he turns and runs.
I grab the small bag and put it in my back pack; I then grab my bow and run back to Peeta as fast as I can.
I reach the cave, but by now my vision is going blurry from blood lose, I'm losing a lot from all three of my wounds and I have been too focused on reaching Peeta to tend my injury s. I practically collapse beside Peeta and reach into my bag for his medicine, inside the small bag I find a syringe of medicine; I shake my head to fight off the dizziness and manage to inject Peeta before the darkness takes me.