Ashlyn Code
I take in a deep breath as night overcomes the arena. I smile slightly as the live map is drawn up in front of me. District Five is sleeping on the platform, and I hold me hands up to my lips feeling the cold radiating off of them. The shrill bird call pierces the air, and I wait silently. A smile plays across my lips as Lionel's breath warms my shoulder.
"They're sitting ducks."
I leap from my post, and grab onto the rope that travels strait down to their little camp. Pathetic. My hands burn as I travel down towards the camp, and sail through the night when there's nothing left to hold me. The girl is the first to react, with her knife held high, she attempts to take me out, but I have her in a headlock before that can happen. The boy takes a while, but comes running at me when the girl screams. My foot makes contact with his chest, and he tumbles to the ground.
When the girl finally feels limp in my arms, I pin him down, but the young man's more of a fighter than I thought. I gasp as he rolls, causing the both of us to reach the edge of the platform. He struggles to grab at a knife, but I quickly punch his throat in as a last resort. My breath catches as I start feeling my hands tremble, and the silhouette of a mysterious tribute come upon us.
Her dark blond hair comes in swirls of orange and pink as the rising sun's light streams through the tree tops. The knife leaves her hand faster than I can react. But her aim is off, so it just nicks my shoulder. By the time she has another weapon ready; I pull five's shoulders up and his neck snaps forward once the impact of the blade enters his back. Blood spurts out of his mouth, and blinds me. Out of habit, I let go of his body, and wipe the blood from my face.
The boy on the ground shudders, and the cannon fires. It takes only a moment to realize that I've lost my human shield, and she has me pinned. I glance at her shirt and find a big '3' stamped on the front. My world is coming to an end, but I was never raised to go down with out a fight. I kick my legs, and manage to squirm a bit out of her reach.
"Lionel!" I scream. When I found him a couple days ago, he had told me he would help me break into the camp, but that he'd be long gone after that. "Lionel!" My head lurches backwards and all I see is the rising sun upside down.
With one last battle cry, I bring my legs up, and her body comes towards me. I feel her hands grab onto my hair like a rope, and scream again. "Lionel!" I slide backwards, unable to keep my foot hold. A root jutting out from under the platform is my last life line. But, with my sudden stability, District Three tumbles past me, with two fists full of black hair.
Warm flesh comes across my hand, and I look into the terror struck face of my partner.
"Tell every one of my siblings I love them. Make sure Aimon knows how much I appreciate him, and I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm-" my breath hitches into sobs, realizing how close my own death is becoming. His blue eyes glaze over, and his hand is slipping from mine.
"This isn't how this is going to end!" he screams through his own tears. "You can't die like this!"
"People die all the time," I whisper up at him. "I hope you remember me."
"I'll never forget you," he says squeezing my hand one last time before I can't feel him with me anymore. Though, even with a bitter sweet goodbye, it's nice to know that the world I'm leaving is in good hands. Or, at least the small portion that I played a part in.
"I'll never forget you," I whisper to myself as I plummet to the earth below me.
~Ok, so as you can see I'm SLOWLY getting back into this. I was too impatient for a beta, so the grammer is probably crap... yeah, please don't tell me.
Tour de Force: I'll send the next chapter to you soon! I have not forgotten you! :D