Author's Note: I have to warn you. There's a lot of blood and guts and a potential rape. You've been warned.
I didn't stop. I couldn't. I didn't know what kept me going. The fear or the adrenaline. I couldn't feel my legs or feet anymore. I stopped by a tree and threw up whatever was left in me. I dropped down beside the tree and looked around. The stream was nearby. I could hear it. But, all I saw was trees. I sighed and lifted myself up. I stumbled to the stream and collapsed by it, drinking the water. I didn't care about infection. I just needed a drink. I sighed as I thought of my situation. I was alone, without any supplies. All I had was a knife. I felt like crying. But, I knew I couldn't. But, oh how I wanted to!
I looked around, trying to find something, trying to clear my head. Should I go to the Cornucopia and pair up with Grandis? I would risk the Careers killing me behind my back. Titus? Team up with the cannibal? No. No way. But, what if it wasn't Titus? What if he was just getting framed? He wouldn't kill his friends. Would he? I held on to my stomach, hearing it grumble. First, get some food.
I finally got that bitch of a bird. After chasing it for a while, I finally caught it. I snapped it's neck and plucked it of it's feather. I started a small fire with half of the paper Grandis had given me. I ate the poor birdy, enjoying the meat. The poor thing had a broken wing. I snuffed out the fire and climbed up in a tree when I heard howling. A scream followed and two cannons went off. These wolves must have been hard core. So, who was left? I couldn't remember. The Careers, Titus, Me...was there anyone else? As if to answer me, an announcer came on the arena.
"Ten tribute remaining."it said in a monotone voice. I counted on my finger. Four Careers, Titus and me. That was six. There were four other people beside that. I couldn't help but smile. I made it into the top ten. The top ten. I sighed and let the tears flow.
I didn't know what was worst: the isolation or the cold. I held myself as I journeyed through the snow. I used to love snow. It was a rare treat in District 6 and I used to always run outside, making snow angels and snowmen. Now, it could quite possibly be the death of me. I stayed towards the stream, following it down river. But, I was stumbling. I could barely walk and I was exhausted. So tired. I collapsed and took a nap in the snow.
When I woke up, I was tied to a tree. Of course. I cursed myself for being so stupid. I looked around. It was some kind of shelter. It smelled disgusting though. I crinkled my nose in disgust. What was that smell? Blood? Then, I thought about where I was and I started struggling.
"Hello love."the familiar voice said from the opening on the shelter. I gasped as I saw him hunched over...over...I threw up.
"Titus! That's a person!"I screamed at him. He straightened and walked up to me. He wasn't the Titus I remembered. This one was much more...savage. His black hair was all over the place and he had a crazed look in his brown eyes. His mouth was red with blood and intestines hung out of his mouth, like he was some sort of a zombie. His clothes were torn and dirty. He smiled, showing me his blood stained teeth.
"Food is food love."he said, getting back down to my level. I squirmed away but there was nowhere I could go. He stroked my cheek, marking it was blood from his hand. He chuckled as he watched me panic.
"Food is food."he said. He went back to the body and ribbed out the stomach. He came back and held it up to me. I wanted to vomit. But, there was nothing left in me.
"Are you hungry?"he asked. I shook my head and he chuckled.
"Come on. A big girl needs to eat."he said, putting it up to my nose. I gagged and started coughing. Tears streamed down my face.
"It ain't right what you're doing."I said. He shushed me and wiped away my tears.
"I rescued you from the wolves when you collapsed out there. I expect a little respect."he said, picking up some snow and putting it in my mouth. I waited for it to melt, enjoying the water. But, did he really rescue me? No way. I didn't believe that.
"Now, if you excuse me, I have some Careers to kill, including that asshole Grandis."he said, turning to go. I watched him leave then I started screaming. He came back in, pissed. He slapped me so hard that I hit my head against the tree. He smiled and stroked my cheek.
"Now we can't have that, can we? Now, remember, I expect some respect."he said, getting a gag ready.
"I lost all respect for you when you started killing people."I said. He smiled and shoved the gag in my mouth.
"That's the name of the game love. If you don't kill, you die."he said, leaving. I glared at him. He was sick. Wisted. Almost demonic. I could feel the back of my head bleeding. I probably had a concussion. I groaned as my stomach growled. I really was hungry. But, not that hungry.
I heard a distant beeping about an hour later. I looked. A little parachute floated into the shelter. I kicked to get it but, there was no way I could open. But, I didn't have it. It opened on it's own. I looked at it. It was a knife. Perfect.
I kicked at the knife, trying to drag it over to me. I got it to my thigh when I heard footsteps outside. I hid the knife under my leg as I listened.
"Are you sure this is safe?"a young girl voice said.
"Of course."a boy said.
"But, what about the Careers?"another girl asked.
"I'm more concerned about him."the boy said, emphasize on the him. Just as I was about to kick and scream, I heard screams and bones breaking. Titus had made a kill. I sat there, dumbstruck. Those poor kids. Wait, that means...there were only six of us left. Titus, the Careers, and me. I heard the four cannons in the distance and a grunt as Titus dragged them in. I gagged in disgust.
"Just us and the Careers sweetheart."he said smiling. He removed the gag and I just glared at him. He sat in front of me and smiled.
"You're so cute when you're angry."he said happily. He licked my cheek and I turned my head.
"You're revolting."I said him. He grabbed my chin roughly and made me look at him. He smiled a wicked grin and looked me up and down.
"I don't know about you sweetheart but I don't wanna die a virgin."he said, his other hand travelling down to the zipper of my parka. I gasped and he took the moment to shove his tongue down my throat. I kicked but he pinned my legs down with his legs. I struggled but he was too strong. He kept his lips on mine as he started to unzip my parka. I shook my head as he got to the bottom of the zipper. The suit the Capitol gave me was just latex. It didn't have any buttons or zippers or anything. Tears fell down as I felt his cold hand on my stomach. He pulled away for a half second.
"Please don't."I whispered quickly. He chuckled and removed his hand.
"Just because you begged. Beside, I have Careers to kill."he said as he got up to leave. I sat there, feeling violated and alone. I was starving and cold and thirsty. I could tell right away. It was like this growing pain that spread throughout your whole body. I was dying.
"Have fun love."Titus said as he left and night fell over the arena. I cried. It was all I could do when I realized that he had taken the knife from right under my nose. I wanted to die. I just wanted to die. I looked up towards the sky.
Why was God punishing me?