Delphinidae Propises district four POV
I stumbled backwards, my eyes blurred and the screams of agony muffled in front of me. I dropped my bloodied sword onto the ground and I stared wide-eyed at Marina, the girl whose life I had just ended. Slaughtered. Destroyed.
I felt a tug at my shirt as Evan pulled me towards him.
"Del…Delph…!" I couldn't make out any of his words, like bad reception he kept cutting in and out, "Get… Delph… run!"
I felt dizzy and lightheaded as I turned around and leaned into Evan, using him as support as we dashed away together, feeling more that he was carrying me though. I honestly couldn't tell.
As my eyes slipped shut, I heard one last anguished scream, one that I recognized instantly. Zac Melitta's.
OOooOoO
I felt cold water splash over my face and woke up with a shock, jack-knifing into a sitting position and staring forward, my heart pounding. When I realized where I was, my shoulders slumped and I blearily wiped water out of my eyes.
"Ugh," I moaned.
"Morning, Sleeping Beauty," I could hear Evan sitting beside me, screwing on the lid of a water bottle. I examined his gruff and interesting features with a speculating scrutiny before sighing loudly and looking back at my boots.
"How long have I been out?"
"A few hours, maybe more. It's been quiet," he shrugged, leaning on his forearm and looking into my eyes with concern, "And how are you feeling?" He placed one hand on my forehead as he spoke, then on my cheek, letting it linger for another second before removing it.
"Fine," I answered bluntly, pushing off the ground and using his shoulder as leverage.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa there! You blacked out back there, I think you need to relax a little bit more. Don't want a repeat of that," he cautioned, gently guiding me back down.'
"Fine…" I repeated again, closing my eyes simply. I could feel his warmth hitting my skin and feel his breath send shivers down my spine, my stomach fluttering from either his effect or nausea from what I had done just a few hours ago. I shook the thoughts away and opened my eyes again, staring at the blue sky, not a single cloud in sight.
"Evan?"
"Yeah?"
I took a second to think, suddenly unsure.
"Could you… actually, you know what? Nevermind."
"Uh, what?" he asked. I almost smiled; it was all about the bait.
"Oh, Never mind," I said, a little higher this time.
"No really, Delph, what is it?" he scooted closer, placing his hand over mine. Did he know how good that felt...
"I was just wondering..."
"Go on..."
"Well, if you could just tell me… how did Sleeping Beauty wake up again?" I asked hesitantly. Jeez, I was really acting ignorant. I watched as he shuffled, moving his hands away from mine and gulping.
"Uh, you know... the prince, he just comes and," he shrugged his arms with a pained expression, "wakes her up!"
"Oh," I stopped, not pressing more and glancing away, "I think I'm alright now."
"You sure?"
"Yes," I struggled, sitting up and blinking rapidly; the sun was so bright.
"Hey, take it easy now - that's right," he pushed, helping me to my feet and steadying me as I wobbled.
"Thanks, I think… I think I'm okay now," I said, watching him nod and look back. I looked down at our hands, mine still in his, and back at him.
"Ev?" I muttered, laughing silently. He realized immediately with surprise, pulling away and rubbing his hands like I'd shocked him.
"Just going to put this guy in here," he said, relocating his hand into his pocket. I chuckled, taking a few steps and attempting to not fall over like a dead cow.
I took a deep breath, "Yeah, alright, I'm good now." Evan nodded, picking up his small pack on the ground and hoisting it up and over his shoulder.
"I'm guessing you just got that recently," I pointed at the new, long sword he brandished in his hand. Looking at the blade forced unwanted memories to rush back at me, making me feel dizzier and dizzier.
"It didn't make me feel any better," I stated after a few seconds of silence. Evan looked up at me, grimacing with the knowledge of exactly what I was talking about. "I... I thought it would, really. Maybe bring Victory back, or maybe ease my mind a little, but I just feel sicker than ever." Wordlessly, Evan walked over and pulled me into a tight hug.
"I think that people think revenge will feel so sweet, but when it comes down to it, it doesn't really give you back what you lost," he mumbled into my hair. Small tears ran down my cheeks as I watched the replay over and over of Victory's and Marina's deaths.
After a few minutes, Evan spoke, "We need to leave; I think there is one certain brother who will be out hunting us." He pulled back, and I hung onto him for one last second before letting go.
"Right, I think we should head over to the river," I paused, "Or, well, where the river used to be."
As we walked, my mind kept drifting back to our earlier conversation; I knew I shouldn't get involved with someone who could potentially kill me in the end. This was just a feeling I couldn't ignore though, I couldn't help it. I had only felt once before, and not even as strong; kindergarten with Iven Rick, but when I'd told him, he pushed me away and complained about cooties. That was the closest I've ever came to this emotion.
I grinned to myself as I imagined Evan holding me before, and the warmth and comfort. Besides blazing heat and lying down occasionally, this was something I hadn't felt this whole Hunger Games.
Evan suddenly stopped, crouching to the ground and picking up a silver object.
"What's that?" I breathed as he inspected it.
"Some kind of weapon, I think, or what's left of it," he tucked in away in his pockets and stood up. I mustered up the courage and looked at him closely.
"Evan, you never really answered me, you know... or, well, your answer left a little more to be desired," I urged, grinning as he gulped, his face turning red.
"What was that question again?" he coughed loudly and avoided my gaze.
"Yeah, how sleeping beauty woke up... I'm still a little hazy on what the prince did."
"W-w-well you see, the prince carried the beautiful and enchanting princess to safety," he hesitated, rubbing the back of his neck, "And, well, he tried to wake her up. He shook her, called for her, but nothing worked. He could only think of one way, one last way to wake her from her deep sleep, and that was…" he trailed off.
"That was...?" I fed him the line, urging him to continue. Perfect, this was going swimmingly. He looked at me, a grin spreading across his face, and I was literally knocked off of my feet and into his arms bridal-style.
What was he doing? My eyes were wide as he repositioned so he was more comfortable before his head angled closer towards mine.
"Well, he got really close to her, so that their lips were only inches apart. I'd say, just like this," he paused, his eyes flickering to my lips before returning to my eyes, "He then brushed his warm lips against hers and…"
Instead of finishing the sentence, he placed his lips upon mine, causing me to jump and sharply pull back. In reaction, he let me go and we both just stood there, his eyes filled with worry and confusion as if he'd done something wrong.
A smile burst through my face and I once again closed the distance between us, crushing my lips to his. I wrapped my arms around his neck, my fingers tangling in his curly dark brown hair.
When we pulled away, he had a silly grin on his lips. He literally swayed back and forth like a cartoon, letting out a few goofy chuckles, his ears as red as his face. I smiled back, his eyes remaining closed as if remembering the feel of our lips together.
"Evan?" I asked quizzically after a few more seconds. His eyes fluttered open, meeting mine.
"Uh-huh?"
"You okay there?"
"I'm okalee-dokalee."
"... What?"
"I'm fine," he grinned, "Better than fine."
"That's a really good story," I grinned uncontrollably.
"Yeah, I always enjoy that one," he paused with a winning smile, "Want me to tell it again?"
OOoOOOo-
The sun was setting as we set up camp about a mile away from the mountain. There was never a moment of boredom with Evan as I could fill my spare time easily.
Later, the night sky lit up, revealing the faces of the dead: Sapphire Holbrooke, Taraed Yila, and Marina Melitta. I tried to avoid looking at her eyes in the picture that was taken before the games, I tried to just forget. However, my attempts were impossible; for the rest of my life, or for as long as I lived, I would never forget her.
Trying to distract myself, I examined our surroundings and squinting into the distance.
"Hey, what's that over there?" I asked, pointing to a wall of light that had appeared not too far away.
Evan looked up sleepily, and nodded, "Uh, I'll go check it out."
I held out my arms and he pulled me to my feet. I walked behind him as we approached it, seeing the wall of light run on for miles each way. He pushed his hand through it soundlessly, looking back at me and shrugging.
"What is it? What does it feel like?" I asked quietly.
"Air," he said, taking a giant stride through the wall and looking at me with a grin.
He continued walking through until we were about 50 feet away, waving both of his arms in the air at me and yelling, "It's nothing!"
I approached the wall and examined it doubtfully. Why would nothing be this visible?
"Evan, that's enough, come back!" I cried out to him.
He began walking back, but halfway through, he flinched and yelped.
"OW!" he shouted out, "I think I just got... burned?"
I saw a drop of something that looked like rain land in front of the wall of light and bit my lip.
"Yo, I think it's just rain!" I yelled back to him.
I saw him mutter something, but I couldn't hear him from the distance. He started running towards me, letting out occasional yelps of pain and patting at his arms and clothes.
I looked at the floor in front of the light again and my eyes widened in fear. My stomach dropped to my feet as I watched a pure-red drop of rain fall and hit the ground, igniting a tumbleweed. I watched it burst into flames, and looked back at him in absolute terror. Obviously, this was no ordinary shower.
More fires began sprouting up, dancing higher and higher. I could smell the smoke.
"Evan!" I shouted out in desperation, watching more drops fall and alight.
His response was a scream of agony as I watched drops of fire hit his skin, his hair, and his clothes and ignite.
I couldn't do anything as I watched through the wall of light as he swarmed and thrashed around like a fish out of water, being burned alive. My face was heavy with tears as he let out long drawn-out yells for help and terrified groans.
He fell to his knees and screamed as the raining got harder.
I couldn't even see his face anymore through the thick flames and smoke, couldn't even see the outline of his figure. It was so quiet, so eerily silent as I watched everything I had left burn.
It wasn't until I finally heard the cannon that I knew I was completely alone in these games.
Topaz Greene district nine POV
My eyes fluttered open as I cast my gaze around the dark cave. I felt terrible all over, and the feeling only got worse as I heard and smelled the warm and sticky breath panting at my side.
My heart suddenly skipped a beat as I remembered what had made me pass out in the first place, and I quickly jumped to my feet. The motion landed me face-to-face with the monster that had captured and mangled me.
Mind racing, I stood my ground and tried to look as composed as I could, my calf screaming at me in pain. I glanced down, taking in the huge gash and sucking in a sharp breath.
'What to do, what to do...' I thought hurriedly as the beast in front of me snapped its jaw menacingly.
There was the obvious – run away. But I was positive that this thing could go three times my speed. And then there was the other option - fight. I didn't see how I would really have a chance with such a beast without my blade on me.
As if an answer to my prayers, I saw a glint from my peripheral vision. A glint that happened to be from my dagger sitting on the rocky floor.
I immediately knew what I needed to do, what I had to do to live. The only problem was I could very easily die from this plan, but it was my only real option.
I sprung backwards, flying towards the weapon, but the dog was right at my side. It took my foot in its jaws and snarled. I shouted out, trying to reach my knife with no such luck as he yanked me away from it. I winced as I saw the trail of blood behind us as it tried to drag me away.
I growled, balling my hands into a fist and snapping my right arm forward, aiming for its big disgusting red eye.
It whimpered, loosening its grip. I hit it again in the other eye, causing the beast to rear back and release me, whipping its head back and forth in pain, both eyes closed blindly.
I held in my yell of pain as I limp-ran towards the dagger, snatching it in my hands and turning around to face it. It was already in front of me though, and it came up and grabbed my injured shoulder in its razor-sharp teeth again, thrashing me around wildly like a rag doll.
I let out one long scream, taking every last breath of strength and kicking it straight in the jaw. The shock tingled up my leg as it growled and dropped me roughly to the ground. I took a second to look down at the blood tracking down my shirt before looking back up at the evil beast. It resembled a hyena with its yellow fur and black snout, saliva dripping from between its teeth and hitting the floor. Its chest rose and fell heavily as it panted at me furiously, its wild eyes trying to focus on me.
I could see that the hound was done playing, its squinty eyes barely open as it lunged forward for my neck. However, I was quicker, and I somehow managed to somersault backwards, my dagger raised in the air above my head with both hands as it snapped its jaw and missed me. I dropped all my weight on my weapon as I swung it down, hearing the blade cut through its snout and seeing it come out the other end.
Blood spurted from its wound as the hyena-beast arched its back, pulling me up into the air, hanging from the dagger I still held lodged in its snout. It shook me around, and I found myself flying for a split-second before I landed roughly on its back.
I grunted, holding onto the blade with one hand, the other in its tangled matted fur. It bucked around to get me off its back, throwing me side to side like a cowboy at a rodeo.
It fell onto its side in an attempt to pin me done. Having failed at shaking me off, it reared back up, but not before I managed to grab a large rock along the way. I pounded the stone on the handle of the dagger repeatedly like a hammer on a nail, digging it in deeper.
I almost smiled in relief as the beast began to bend over and put its snout to the ground in pain, submitting itself to me with a tiny whimper.
I swiftly jumped off of its back, scrambling to my feet and scrambling as fast as I could for the exit. I could hear the monster behind me, whining and crying out as it tried to remove the blade from its snout. I almost felt bad, but the sting in my shoulder and calf reminded me why I shouldn't. Damn creature...
Soon, my sprint slowed down into a jog, and from that into a slow walk before I hit the ground heavily from exhaustion. As I opened my eyes, I could see a puddle of blood pouring out of my shoulder and soaking into the sand. I mumbled weakly, my whole body aching for exertion. When I closed my eyes, colours swarmed me until, finally, everything just stopped.
Monica Robson District Seven
I limped forward, watching the sun appear brightly over the horizon with a small little smile. Finally, some light to break the darkness. My bow was hooked over my back and around my shoulder tightly as I kept moving, my foot protesting with every step. Thank goodness someone had thought to sponsor me, or I would've been a dead man walking. Or rather, a dead woman not walking, if one was to be technical about such a thing.
My stomach grumbled suddenly at the precise moment my eyes fell upon a bush with small clusters of berries on them. I fell to my knees in front of the stray bush and looked at the orange berries, staring as my mind wandered.
I'd been so close to her, I'd had the perfect opportunity to exact my revenge upon her for what she'd done. I almost couldn't handle it, nor could I believe it, how much I wanted her to just not live. Bree had been there along with everyone else, but I'd wasted my energy on the boy from my own district. Pitiful.
I shook my head from the depressing thought and grabbed a handful of the berries, examining them and grinning lightly. They looked like salmon berries, just like Grandma used to pick back home. I popped them in my mouth, the sweet juices erupting in my mouth with every bite. I took this as a good sign, shoving handful after handful right in until I could eat no more.
I sighed in content before getting up and beginning to walk. It only took me a few seconds to realize that there was no pain in my foot. Confused, I jumped up and landed heavily, expecting to feel the sting of pain, but nothing came. I smiled widely. I guess those berries were better than I'd thought. I dropped my cane and waltzed forward happily, my first grin in a while plastered on my face.
Now to think about it, my skin felt less itchy too, and my clothes smelled fine. Everything was suddenly just so much more wonderful after those small berries.
And then I blinked and my surroundings suddenly changed completely. I was back home with the plush land and green everywhere, everything so bright and shiny.
I ran forward, my arms flailing about as I rejoiced and jumped in the air. I ran though the bushes, laughing as the leaves tickled my sides.
But when I suddenly saw her standing in front of me, everything froze. The smile was sucked off of my face, and the land around me was suddenly just the barren waste land of a desert again. Everything transformed when I met Bree's eyes.
An edge of hysteria crept up on me as my stomach grumbled again, everything around me spinning wildly. My vision distorted and I simply stood there with my eyes wide and my mouth hanging open.
I blinked again and everything returned to normal, even the blonde petite girl standing 20 feet away. I advanced a few steps, eyes crazy.
"Why did you kill him!" I shrieked, my voice unusually high.
Her hand rested on the bow slung over her shoulder, bearing the same weapon as me.
"I knew this was gonna come back and kick me in the ass," she muttered more to herself.
"Why did you kill him, Bree!" I demanded again at the top of my lungs, my voice cracking, "Tell me, why'd you do it?
"I had to."
I laughed too loud, throwing my head back.
"Just like..." I stopped, meeting her eye with a whole new level of intensity, "... how I have to kill you!"
I screamed, running forward and pulling my bow out, watching her follow my action. We were both equally skilled at the bow and arrow, but I had one up no her; I felt like a perfectly fine while she, on the other hand, looked like she would be heading to the dump any day now.
We both drew an arrow from our quivers and shot at each other as we sprinted closer and closer, each one of our arrows missing by inches. I think I'd lost it as I saw everything change colours, not affecting my aim though, my tongue hung out of my mouth like a dog's. I felt saliva dripping out of the side of my mouth as I let out a long laugh.
"Time to die!" I screeched, bringing out my knife and jumping in the air. Without looking, I spun and threw the knife dangerously, watching it delight as it pierced through her shoulder.
She cried out in pain, and I laughed, pacing in a large circle dizzily.
"I did it, I killed you!" I shouted in glee, getting in her face as she knelt to the ground. Her eyes stared angrily into mine as I paraded and danced around, "I killed you! I have been looking for you and now it's done!" I let out another round of laughter, skipping merrily back and forth.
Then I turned and watched with disbelief as Bree came back from the dead, yanking the blade out of her and standing back up again with a pissed expression on her face.
"Holy shit!" I yelled, "You're alive... but I just killed you!"
"My heart isn't in my shoulder, Moron," she mumbled. I then let out a blood-curdling cry so loud, Bree covered her ears.
"I know what's going on!" I yelled, still pacing back and forth, "You're a zombie! My grandma told me about that before - you totally just came back from the dead!"
Her face twisted in anger, "What the hell is wrong with you?"
I ignored her. "Wait... you can't kill zombies. Can you?" I froze, staring at her as she drew out an arrow, "Crap!"
I began sprinting away until she was out of distance and range, stopping abruptly to grab a fistful of flowers.
"I want more of those berries," I smiled, then snorted in laughter as if I'd just heard the funniest joke, "Yum, yum, yum!"
After more skipping merrily, I came up to a huge ledge overlooking a dazzling purple and swirly lake. Looking closer, I could see Clint splashing a girl whose face I'd seen in the night sky not too long ago. I recognized her as Victory, and beside her, many other people who I'd thought to be dead played and laughed.
Suddenly, Clint looked up with a large grin.
"Monica, there you are! Come and join us!" he called out. Soon, everyone else joined in, cheering me on to jump in.
"It's a big jump though!" my doubtful tone made them all roll their eyes and smile.
"Don't worry, it's completely fine!" Clint yelled to me, "I miss you, won't you join us? I wouldn't tell you do something that would hurt you!"
"Well, alright!" I smiled, taking a few steps back before launching myself over the side of the ledge. I was free falling for a good ten seconds before I splashed into the cool water. I tried to swim over to Clint and the others, but whenever I got close enough, their images appeared further away and flickered.
"Why can't I be by you?" I asked, hurt.
"Just wait, Honey, the cannon will sing and then we'll always be together," he smiled softly, "Forever."
"I wish it would just go now" I pouted.
"It will," Clint looked at me with an almost-sad expression.
But then I heard it and I laughed; now I could finally be with him and the rest.
District 1 Female- District 2 Male- Female- District 3 Male- Female- District 4 Female- Delphinidae Porpoises 15 District 5 Male- District 6 Female- Arcadia Delos -15 District 7 Male- Female- District 8 Male- female-Bree Suidae age : 15 District9 Male- Female- Topaz Greene age:14 District 10 Female- Aska Galie age: 14 District 11 Male- Female- Ayame Ryu (aka Ryu) age : 15 District 12 male- Zac Melitta 18
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