(A/N): Hey guys! I hope you like this chapter. Yes, I know that the Hunger Games has gone rather quickly. Yes I know I made it too easy for Lily, but that's why I wrote this chapter the way I wrote it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the OC's. Everything else belongs to Suzanne Collins.
Lily
I sighed quietly as my feet padded quietly along the concrete road, my destination unclear, just to get as far away as I could from the other tributes. As the light began to fade, I contemplated sleeping tonight, but thought better of it. That Game Maker Earthquake had pushed me closer to the other tributes, as proven by those three I killed last night. I hadn't slept, and I knew I problem wouldn't soon, hopefully not until the end of this savage competition. I pulled my hood over my head with my hand, wincing as my palm stung. Glancing down, I noticed that drops of blood, my own blood, had leeched through the bandage covering my palm. At first, I didn't notice it. A light thump, that's all it was. It cold have been mistaken as my own heartbeat, but I knew better than to think I was hearing things. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a shadow flicker across the floor in front of an alley, and another, smaller shadow dance along the ground as if it was running, far above. Far above…the roof tops! Without warning my pace quickened from a casual walk to a blistering sprint.
The sharp twang of a bow and arrow could be heard as I raced down the street and I swore loudly as I cut through a side street. If they had a bow and arrow, they probably know how to use it! My suspicions were confirmed when I heard the second twang before a sharp, agonizing pain swept through my left leg. I tripped, landing face down on the concrete when my shot foot dragged along the ground. Pushing myself up on my arms, I managed to get up and start hobbling down the road again. Hissing with pain, I pulled out my own bow and nocked an arrow before spinning around and firing it at the nearest tribute to me. Even from only feet away I missed, my balance just as shot as I was. I heard the twang of the bow string again and tried to dodge, but the arrow still managed to hit me, creating a long gash in my side. There were four of them, two archers and two foot soldiers. I took out my sword, leaning against the building behind me for balance before standing, still rather wobbly. Bracing myself, I licked my lips, though they still remained dry. As the girl closest to me smirked with a look of triumphant smugness I stared her in the eye, refusing to back down. She charged at me, swing her mace as my head. Bringing my sword up just in time, I only managed to deflect the blow away from me by an inch. I f she were any quicker, I would have died. Standing at the ready, I held my sword in one hand while with the other I stealthily reached fro the dagger set tied to my thigh.
They both charged at me, and I knew, it was either I die or they die. If I killed them all, I would only have one more person left standing between me and winning this barbaric competition, Kasen. So, I flicked my wrists, sending the dagger flying towards the tribute on my left, and my sword pointing forward, not upwards like it normally did. The dagger hit the boy in the stomach with a muffled thump, his face constricting with a look of pain, sorrow and shock. The girl impaled herself on my sword, not being able to stop in time, but had managed, with her momentum, to land a hard blow to my shoulder with her mace. Lowering her to the ground, the girl stared up at me, blood pooling at the corners of her mouth as she whispered unintelligible words, her voice a ragged hiss. Pulling my sword from her stomach I wiped it off on my pants, wincing as it knocked against the arrow embedded in my thigh. With one hand against my side where the arrow had punctured it and another on the hilt of my sword I waited. Waited for the other two tributes, the archers, to find me. To find me and either finish me off, or walk to their deaths. Sure enough they raced around the corner, their eyes widening at the sight of the bloodied bodies of their companions before they looked me in the eye, their expressions turning to that of fury. As they started to charge at me it was as if they were running in slow motion.
The sky lit up and the national anthem of Panem blared from invisible speakers, and then, the sky was filled with the faces of the three tributes I had killed last night, and the two I had just killed but then, the sky filled with another face, the face of Kasen. It struck me then. If I kill these two…I get to go home? Parrying a blow from the girl on the left with a machete I ducked under the boys axe as he swung it at me, raising my sword into his stomach, the angle of my blade puncturing his heart, killing him almost instantly. I stared at the girl, her hand now empty, the machete lying a few feet away, the blade broken. She stared back at me with wide, frighten eyes, but I knew I had to do it. Even so, I hesitated. She's a human being! I can't just kill her in cold blood! Seeing my hesitation, though, she made my choice for me. Reaching out she grabbed the arrow from my thing and wrenched it from my leg, making my shriek in pain and drop to the ground on my knees. So there she was, the girl I had hesitated to kill, standing above with the arrow she had just pulled form my leg, staring down at me with nothing but malice in her eyes. So, I did the only thing I could.
I grabbed a dagger from my thigh and used it to stab her in the thigh. With a high pitched squeal she fell to her knees just like me, but I couldn't stop there. Swallowing down my repulsion I positioned the dagger again and stabbed her in the stomach before falling on my back, exhaustion and lack of blood taking over. My sight flickering, the edges turning black, everything blurring, I heard the sound of a canon and thought, Is this it? Am I dead? The last thing I saw before I passed into unconsciousness was the dark shaped of a Hovercraft descending above me.
(A/N): Next chapter: Reunion and Victory!