So here's the next chapter. I wasn't going to post another one today, but I got a bunch of views and stuff so I was happy. So I wrote another one! Enjoy! I do not own THG and direct quotes are in italics.
Ch. 21
"Peeta?" I see Katniss, alone wondering. The sun is falling through the trees, but it's not the same trees in the arena. It's the trees from home. I look to Katniss again her hand wrapped tightly around her bow, a quiver of arrows strapped to her back. "Peeta why are you out here? You could get hurt. No weapons or anything." Her voice seems far off as well as other noises. I can hear a bird chirping loudly and it's taking over all other things. It's consuming me, making me into that noise. Forming me so that my every thought is that noise.
"Katniss make it stop." Katniss pauses walking towards me. She puts her hand on me trying to look into my eyes, but my eyes stray away. Looking somewhere else. The chirping gets louder.
"Peeta, make what stop? I told you, you shouldn't be out here. Your imagining things." The chirping gets even louder, to where I could barely make out Katniss' words anymore. Her eyes stray away, looking back to something, some one. Gale comes up beside her. I here him and her off in the distance laughing, enjoying stuff, and I'm here in torture, not being able to communicate. I'm all alone, with no one, not even Katniss.
"Lover boy! It's time to go hunting for your lovely Fire Girl." I wake up quickly to darkness. My plan to not fall asleep clearly had not fallen through. The dream was frightening; the chirping which I also could hear right now, clearly came from a very annoying bird on a tree near by.
"I'm up!" I call back to Clove who had woken me up. They all laughed, sharing a joke I wasn't awake to know about.
"Well good, we were scared you had died. Who could sleep through that bird?" I get out of my tent quickly, to see they had all eaten. Empty wrappers were scattered on the ground. Kelly was starting to pick them up, but I had a feeling that they would really rather leave them there.
"Let's go. It's time to get that girl out." Cato picks up a sword, putting it away were he would be comfortable running. Clove had taken off her jacket and was filling it with even more knifes. "Clove she's mine, you don't need to bring all those." Cato says looking down to the jacket.
"Oh I know, it's for if we run into some others." She tilts her head back and laughs. Killing was apparently fun for them, a second nature. How they could ever just do it, I'm not sure. It boggles my mind. I look over to Glimmer who is filling a quiver with arrows and grabbing a bow from the pile of weapons.
"You do archery?" I ask her. She could never be as good as Katniss, even if she'd been training for five years. There's a difference between learning for survival and learning for skill. For survival skill just came along.
"Yeah, best in the district. I decided it'd be a good year to come. I mean I got a medal. I'm good." She finishes it with a cocky grin and turns to Cato, giving him a wink.
"Well let's put it to action," He winks back, "What weapon do you want Peeta?" I look over the pile. I wasn't really sure. I mean I guess, I'd have to wrestle to take down an opponent, a knife would be my best chance with that. I pick up the first one I see. Clove shakes her head out of the corner of my eye.
"No, you're not taking that. Knives are mine." Clove comes and tackles me, punching me in the face while doing so. One of the weapons was sticking out as I fell down, cutting my arm. She tries to grab it from my hand and I was going to let her take it, but then Cato yelled.
"Clove! You already have a bunch! He wants one let him have it! Let's go!" Cato turns toward the forest and start running it's as if Clove never really beat me up. Kelly quickly hands me a torch and some bandage for my arm and then we're off. It takes a while for all of us to fully catch up to Cato. His pace is quick. "Lover Boy! We going the right way?" He turns to me, he doesn't have a flashlight in hand instead a pair of night-vision goggles covers his eyes.
"Yeah, just keep on running this way." It's hard running in this terrain at night with only a torch. There are twigs coming out of nowhere, rocks and bushes everywhere. It's a miracle I don't totally face plant every ten seconds. But I do trip once and I land weirdly on my leg, making me sort of limp the rest of the way. I sort of get in a groove, dodging things, running at a good pace. Soon my mind isn't only focused on one thing, not falling. My mind wanders to my dream, what'd it mean? That I won't be there in Katniss' life. That Gale will. Was it just my subconscious telling me that my life sucks? Really it made no sense to me. The chirping had to have some significance. At least Katniss was trying to help at first, but then she gave up. Moving over to Gale, getting closer to him, not me.
I decide now isn't the time to think about it when Cato says, "Look, smoke!" I look forward to surely see smoke. Such a stupid mistake, I quickly decide it isn't Katniss, and let us move towards it. We get closer and closer, and soon we're there.
"That was a stupid mistake don't you think?" says Clove. Making the girl jump. She was already shivering, her teeth chattering, but now she just screams.
"Fire on the first night? Really an amateur move." Glimmer laughs, twirling her hair with one finger.
"Please, please!" The girl screams. I want to talk to her, to hear her out. I know the Careers would never do that though, the more dead, the easier to win.
"Well, we might go back to camp and set a fire Glimmer, but we have all the supplies. No one will touch us. You have nothing." Cato grabs his sword and pierces her in the torso. Her screams turn to whimpers, which then turn to nothing. They all start laughing. They all say congratulations to Cato, but if we were in the real world he would be punished for murder. What's the problem there?
Cato then yells, "Twelve down, eleven to go!" I actually do applaud this one, but because it means that it's closer to Katniss winning.
"Does she got anything on her?" Marvel moves up, checking, digging through her pockets, and searching the area around.
"Doesn't look like it," He answers. The sun is coming close to coming up. It's that eerie time between darkness and light.
"Better clear out so they can get the body before it starts stinking." So harsh, like that girl didn't have a family back home. Like she didn't have a life before this. We start to walk away. Getting a good distance away before Kelly adds, "Shouldn't we have heard a cannon by now?" It's a simple thought, but none of us had thought of it until now. I hadn't heard the unsettling boom, and it's so quiet right now, it would be easy to hear.
"I'd say yes. Nothing to prevent them from going in immediately." Marvel says.
"Unless she isn't dead." Adds Glimmer.
"She's dead. I stuck her myself." Says Cato.
"Then where's the cannon?" Questions Kelly.
"Someone should go back. Make sure the jobs down." Says Clove.
"Yeah, we don't want to have to track her down twice." Says Glimmer.
"I said she's dead!" Yells Cato.
"Well if she was then why didn't we hear the cannon?" Says Clove, bravely getting into Cato's face.
"She probably won't stay alive that much longer they way he wounded her!" Yells back Marvel. It goes on for quite a while longer until I can't take it anymore.
"We're wasting time! I'll go finish her and let's move on!" I finally scream, taking my torch and moving back to the girl. Really if she was still alive, she would be in a lot of pain. I feel sorry for her, I said I would want to die quick, if it were me, I'd want some one to do it. I come back to her almost dead fire. I hear her rugged breathing. I know I have to get back to them fast, but I lean down and whisper into her ear.
"I'm sorry," I say, " You probably had a great life, your family will miss you."
She surprisingly answers back, "Do you really love her?" Her voice is full of pain, her breathing labored. I wonder why she'd ask such an unimportant question compared to what's happening.
"Yeah," I whisper back, "I love her with all my heart."
"Go ahead, let me die." She gives me permission. I grab my knife from my belt. I put it above my head and plunge it straight into her heart. She lets out one final breath, and the cannon booms.
Bleh, it's sad he had to kill her :'(, but they have to die... I hope you liked it a lot! And if you did you should review, it would make my day, and make me want to write more! Well anyways, Thank for reading -boywithbreadlover :)