GRRR! SORRY FOR THIS INSANELY SHORT CHAPTER! GRR! I had VERY little substance to work with here, people!
It takes a second for this shocking realization to sink in. This spare second I take to realize that Sadie, Crystal and I are the only ones left and two of us have to die, is the second wasted that I am not prepared, and the second that Sadie and Crystal make eye contact and nod, which means they've teamed up to get me. Only one of us can survive, and I'm the next target.
The moment I see that nod, I run. I barely even have time to duck one of Crystal's sharp arrows destined to kill me.
I don't know where I am running towards, but I put all my energy into getting away from the people who are going to kill me; Sadie and Crystal, who are hot on my tail. The Gamemakers, the Capitol citizens, and the District citizens are probably tense watching this. The Game makers are probably thinking, Let's see a show! while the Capitol citizens are probably thinking, Kill her, Crystal, Kill her! and the District citizens are probably thinking that poor girl. Why should we have to watch this?
That doesn't matter now, though. All that matters is getting away. I don't know where I am running, but I soon see luscious green grasses in the distance. The meadow must be up ahead. Even though my energy is quickly being sapped, I don't care and I keep going, being careful not to trip on various rocks and fallen branches, because if I do, then I know that will result in my death.
Keep going. Just don't die. Stay alive. Says a voice in my head. Now is not the time for me to be distracted by dad, no matter how much he wants me to listen. I must concentrate. This distraction has caused Sadie and Crystal to get closer to me. While looking behind, I see they're about 15 yards behind me.
By now I can feel tall, dewy grasses swimming around my feet, as happy and as free as anything in the world. Maybe you should just stop and have them kill you. I wonder. But there is still that little ounce of courage, that little ounce of adrenaline, that little ounce of hope somewhere inside me; it is the thing that keeps me going. The thought of returning home to my parents, to live a semi-normal life engulfs me, and it gives me strength to move on.
The strength doesn't last forever. I can feel myself tiring out and I wonder how in the heck Sadie ran for almost five while being chased by Pierce. Come on. If a twelve year old can do it, so can you! I think. But I've never really been that good at running, or swimming for that matter, and I highly regret the decision for me to jump in the water when I reach the Cornucopia after being chased for what seems like an eternity.
I'm not thinking straight, and I completely forgot that Sadie is from District 4. She jumps in and catches me in seconds and I find myself where I was at the very beginning of these games: at the Cornucopia. At the time, I was fighting off other people, confident in myself, but right now I want to crawl into a ball have a painless death. But I know that's not going to happen.
Sadie and Crystal drag me to the Cornucopia. I resist them, but I am unarmed and they have all the weapons they need. "Shut up, you little twit!" Sadie yells, and spits in my face.
"NGRR!" I grunt, making one last move of resistance. I can't believe that only an hour ago, we were allies, but now Sadie is going to kill me.
"I've had enough of you," she says. "Honestly, I hated you from the start!" My heart drops and she unsheathes her hunting knives.
Pain. Stabbing pain. That is all I can feel. First in my leg, and then in my arm, and last, in my stomach. I look down to see blood running down my body and I know I'm going to die. I start to become dizzy and my vision gets blurry. "She is definitely not going to survive that," Crystal says, and then makes a run for it. Sadie stays back a few moments to watch me, and then she runs off towards Crystal, destined to kill.
I lie there. I might as well be dead, but Hades won't accept my soul. I remember the time long long ago when I was twelve and I was just trying out hunting knives in weaponry class at school, and I had cut myself with a knife. It had gone really deep and I was excused from school for a day, so I stayed home, and my mom helped care for me. Back then, I thought my hand hurt so bad I wanted to die, but now I really know what that feels like. Now I want to die, because my body couldn't handle the pain anymore.
I can feel my body shutting down. My heart stops pumping. My chest stops breathing. Everything goes black.
You: DID YOU JUST KILL YOUR TWO MAIN CHARACTERS?
Me: *runs away from angry fans with pitchforks and torches*
BUT WAIT! WE'RE NOT DONE YET! Ever so conveniently, this is a PJO crossover. AND GUESS WHERE DEAD PEOPLE GO IN PJO! YOU GUESSED IT! STAY TUNED PEOPLE, FOR THE MOST AMAZING, INTRICATE, AND COMPLICATED BACKSTORY EVAR.
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