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~Soundhawk

Night Life

Cole Baye, District 12

The group became silent as they ran from the bloodbath. After a long while they dropped to a walk, trekking through the field of gold. Cole stood between Ethan and Alex, his eyes darting around nervously. It had been one hell of a bloodbath, one which luckily Cole had managed to escape unharmed. Mostly. His muscles ached and he wiped the sweat from his brow as the sun set beneath the clouds. "When are we stopping?" he asked, looking up.

"Sometime soon if everyone agrees," Alex said, holding a club in her hands. She did several motions to Jake and he nodded in agreement. "Any idea where we can stay, all I can see is wheat."

Cole laughed, "That's easy, we just get Ethan's sickle and Jake's scythe and cut some of the wheat down to create a little clearing around here, that's where we can stay for the night."

Ethan nodded while after a few motions from Alex he nodded. Grabbing his sickle, Ethan and Jake started to hack down the long strands of wheat. Cole sighed; right now he was glad to be alive. Finally as the sun set, the four of them sat in an oddly shaped circle, musing through their backpacks. Ethan sat quiet, sighing every now and again. Taking a look in his own backpack, Cole pulled out an oddly shaped metal object. He frowned at it, moving it around his fingers. He'd seen one before, he was sure of it but he just couldn't put a finger on where.

"It's a gun," Jake said, staring intently at it. Cole looked at him, scowling slightly. Jake put his hand out and slipping it into them, Jake began to fiddle around with it. He opened a little compartment and slightly smiled. Cole cocked his head to the side.

"Everyone in District 13 is trained in using them. You take aim at someone with it and pull the little trigger down here," he motioned to the underside of the gun where a piece of metal was only half connected to the rest of the gun, "And bang, you shot someone and kill them. A little like a slingshot but more deadly."

He handed it gently back to Cole. "Do you want to swap weapons?" he asked, making a series of motions. He had no idea why he'd spoken out loud. Jake obviously couldn't hear him. Smiling Jake nodded, cautiously handing Cole the scythe.

"Be careful with it, Cole," he said as the Capitol symbol lit up the sky. Then came the loud, echoing music that sounded tinny in the night air. They watched as six tributes faces lit up the arena. His district partner had survived. Jake's district partner however came up and he remained silent. He didn't look glad or sad, just unmoved and unemotional.

"Looks like Kai is still alive," Alex muttered under her breath, pulling a pack of chicken bites out of her backpack. Opening them up, she passed them around and leaned against Jake, taking in his warmth.

Cole took one and crossed his legs, "You don't like him?"

She snorted, "Nah, he's a jerk. I guarantee that he killed in the Bloodbath, ended one of those miserable lives. Still, he'll get what's coming to him in the end. Do you want me to stand guard?"

"No, I will," Cole said, surprising himself by volunteering. She gave him a curious look and then shrugged. Ethan also laid down, his hands behind his head. He gave Cole a small smile before closing his eyes. For a few minutes Jake and he sat in silence.

"If you need anything or you hear anything out of the ordinary, wake me up. It's unlikely the careers are coming this way. My guess that they're off to the Windmill but you can't be too careful. So listen out," Jake finally said and laid down, his hand fixed around the revolver.

Sadilito 'Sadie' Rivers, District 11

Sadie watched the rowdy Careers in the Cornucopia, her eyes scanning them. She trembled lightly but otherwise stayed quiet. She moved the shoulder bag slightly and groped for the slingshot. The Careers all sat in a circle, a fire burning in the middle as they joked around. She had intense dislike for them all.

She had seen the dead body of the girl from 5; her jumper mattered in drying blood. It hadn't been a welcome sight and she had tried not to scream. For a moment, she had stood frozen, eyes wide as she took in the body. Gazing down, Sadie stared at her own jumper, a dark green trim just visible in the moonlight. Dark green; her District's colour. Now just hers now Ash was dead.

Just thinking about it made her feel guilty. The two hadn't exactly got on during their time at the Capitol but the two of them fighting on Reaping day was worse.

She hadn't seen his body yet but she'd heard the boy from 1 moan about him. She'd also seen the fact that that boy only had one eye. Also, she'd seen a pool of puke that the boy from 10, Farris as she recalled, had done a little after treating the guy. None of this was very pretty.

Sadie hadn't been injured much apart from slight cuts and bruises. Slowly reaching down, she retrieved a rock from her bag and loaded it into her slingshot. She had no intentions with fighting the Careers but it didn't mean she could have a little fun.

Aiming, she let go of the rock. It hit the solid metal of the Cornucopia and created a noise which echoed around the arena. They all became quiet and sat there, their paces masks of confusion. Sadie grinned and slipped into the dark of the fields. She had painted yellows and golds and oranges onto her body which blended perfectly with the fields. For once with it was something Sadie was good at; camouflage.

"Who's there?" a voice asked, cold but defiant. Silence. They called again and she heard shuffling but it was nothing that she worried about. At last the Careers got tired and retreated back to their camp. Trying not to laugh, Sadie moved back into her own position and took one final glance at the Careers. And with that she delved into the fields, hopefully to never see them again.

Morley Jade Hafeez, District 9

Morley was sure she'd got the right way. In this place, it was hard to tell. Everything looked the same. Everything just felt the same. Morley was on the edge of actual panic. Would she ever find the place?

Caelus hadn't lied to her and she'd even seen it for herself on the last night before coming to the arena. But still, panic welled inside her. She desperately clutched the short sword and took a glance around. What she would do for night vision right now.

Taking a few steps forward, she kept soldering onwards. Something zoomed past her. A blur. Morley froze. "Hello…hello?" she called out quietly.

At first nothing then a slight rustle. Squeezing the hilt of the short sword, she watched as a figure came through the fields, pushing the strands of wheat out of the way. A light blinded her and was quickly pointed near the floor. The light slowly inched up Morley's body until it reached her face. A sigh came out the figure's mouth. "You won't kill me or I'll have to kill you," the voice said, trying to keep strong. It was female.

The torch flickered on the figure. She had willowy figure with short red-brown hair and a splash of freckles around her nose. Her calculating gaze fell on Morley. Morley looked at the trim on the girl's jumper in the short amount of time that the torch was on her; it had already been moved so it shone dimly on the floor. The trim was yellow, District 3 as Morley presumed. The girl hopped from foot to foot.

"Marianthe, right?" Morley asked and the girl nodded quickly, eyes darting around. She flexed her fingers and moved the torch slightly.

"Yeah," she responded, nodding at her but looking distracted.

"Are you okay? You look distant?" Morley asked, deciding that if Marianthe would want to kill her, she would have done it then. For a few moments, Marianthe stared at her.

Marianthe said, "I need to find Ethan, my…my district partner. He… he needs to know something… it's important. I've…I've seen something which is vitally important, he needs to know," she said, taking in a breath, "Don't go left, he has and it's…just don't turn left."

Then without another word, the torch switched off and Marianthe set off in the left direction. Morley watched soundlessly, a confused expression upon her face. She wasn't going to go left anyway; she was heading North West.

After another hour of walking, she finally reached what she was looking for. Beyond her was a clearing and situated in it was a farm. A big cottage sat in the middle with pens and fenced off areas around it. Animals were kept here; Morley could just see their bodies shifting around. A barn house was situated just to the right of the cottage. A tractor just visible from within. Here it was. Where she had made Caelus promise her that they'd meet here.

Getting closer to the cottage door, she stood silent. Taking in a deep breath, she knocked one.