Day Six:
Asyrin Katchet, 18;
District Two Male
This is just downright boring.
Days have gone by and I still haven't managed to get a single kill, not one. So many tributes died and they didn't lose their lives by my hands. I still only have, and those two have been claimed by me ever since the Bloodbath, so you can already tell how pissed off I am.
Being by myself is just... plain. I kinda miss Hero, and I can't help but wonder how he's doing right now with that bitch, who he can't help but adore. Oh, how I wanna just rip her throat to shreds right in front of him. Wonder how that would change him. Maybe he'd turn psychotic.
Can you imagine that? – a psychotic Hero?
That'd be very, very interesting. As I continue to walk around the forest, I can't help but squint my eyes because of the sunlight hitting me dead in the face. It's annoying, and kinda buggy. If only I could just chuck my mace at it and make it explode. Yeah, then that stupid sunlight would leave me alone...
Cutting through the vines that hang from the trees with my machete, I take in the heavy oxygenated air. It's kind of hard to breathe, but not really... And it almost feels like a tangible thing that's just enveloping itself around you. There's just a heavy, rich stillness to it... I don't like this at all – it makes me feel uncomfortable, like something unexpected is coming. But that's also kinda exciting.
The sheer immensity of the trees isn't doing any help with this feeling either. There's just so much vegetation around here, and I just don't like it. So I cut them all down, one-by-one as I chuckle to myself, waiting for whatever is about to happen. It's simple, really, telling when a Gamemaker is watching you or just planning something that has to do with you.
You just begin to tense up and feel weird, which is exactly how I'm feeling right now. Chuckling to myself as I close my eyes, I exhale deeply and wait. Just wait. That's all I need to do, because I know that they'll send something after me – maybe a tribute – and fill the hollow boredom that I'm in right now.
And my boredom is now nonexistent when I hear the sound of grunts and growling. My eyelids slowly slide open, and what I see in front of me shocks me just a little bit. Not five feet away from me, stood a bear, waiting patiently for me to make the first move. It's teeth were exposed in an angry fashion; they were sharp, white daggers that stood out only second to its most unique feature.
Its paws were rooted to the ground, ready to clobber me if I made any sudden movements. To be honest, that's kind of tempting. See, I have two weapons; this thing has it's paws, and I know it won't be able to handle me. There was just something off about this particular bear, though. It's eyes... They were colored...
It had an ocean blue eye on the right, and a blood red eye to the left. I've never seen anything like this before, and that just kinda interests me even more. So, making my decision without even thinking, I charge straight at it, my machete held ready to stab right into its face. The thing about this particular mutt is that it's nothing like the others I've gone up against – this one's actually ready.
I stab my machete forward, but just as its about to implant itself into the mutt's face it brings up its paws and clasps the machete, holding it tightly and making it difficult for me to pull back. ''Ah, so they've finally stepped up their mutt game?'' I say, staring right into the mutt's eyes. ''Good,'' I breath calmly. ''I need a good competitor.''
The mutt growls, bringing its jaw down to bite at my hand while snarling but I block it by bringing up my mace, left-handed. My mace makes contact with its jaw instantly and draws blood, some of it dripping down onto my machete. The mutt just jumps back, standing up on two legs this time and violently shaking its arms as it brings them up to stop the bleeding.
It's distracted, I think to myself, just as I begin running straight for it. The mutt peers back down at me and tries to move but it's too late – my machete has already met contact with its abdomen and sunken deep inside of it, creating a large wound that's sure to kill it. Smiling, I rip my machete out and smear the blood on my pant leg.
Tumbling and groaning, the large mutt begins to walk back and forth before it loses its breath and lies down in front of me, dead at my feet. Just as soon as it dies, another one that I didn't notice sneaks up behind me – there was no sound, no growling, no movement, no nothing. And that pretty much startled me. I never get startled.
All the mutt does is poke me; seriously, just touch at my shoulder multiple times with its sharp claws, cutting just a bit into my skin. I just stand there, taking it all as I try to hold back my laugh. I actually thought that this mutt was gonna be as good as the last one, maybe even better, but really it's beginning to vilify. ''I'm getting bored of this,'' I say, rolling my eyes as I stare up into the sky. ''Is this really all that you have for me? You guys are boring, you know that?''
Slowly, the claws begin to descend lower and lower. ''What the...'' I turn my head and peek over my shoulder, watching as the bear begins to poke at my butt. ''Whoa, don't poke my booty, I don't like that shit!'' Glaring down at it, I begin to breathe roughly and slowly raise up my machete again. ''What did I say? You're a mutt, you don't need to touch a man's butt.''
Even though this poking is really starting to make me furious, I'm showing great equanimity by keeping calm. Though I'm not gonna lie, the crescendo of the poking began to make me somewhat worried because of my skin beginning to bleed intensely. ''Dammit, fuck off!'' I snap.
My right hand – the hand that I'm holding my mace in – slams the weapon down onto the mutt's hand, catching it stuck in its skin. It growls like a scared monster, like its looking death in the face. But can you really blame it? Who wouldn't look afraid if I was face-to-face with them? But it's okay, nobody needs to worry. I won't drag it out too long... Or will I?
I slowly remove my hands from the grip of my mace's handle and slowly bring my hand up to the bear's nose, and grab it. This is actually quite fun; a small challenge that'll prepare me for the end – because I'm confident that I'm making it to the end.
Holding the mutt's nose, I begin to twist and tightly clutch it while ripping my machete in and out of its chest. Profusely, the blood begins to drip from the open wound that I've created. The mutt finally slumps over, its ragged breathes coming to an end.
''Seriously?!'' I shout out to the sky, addressing the Gamemakers. Ripping my machete out and flipping it up into the air back and forth, I start again. ''You guys really bore me. I thought you would've given me something that I couldn't handle but it all turned out to be a disappointment, just like your previous Game-!''
A strong force slams into my stomach just as I rip my mace away, and it sends me flying through the air. Literally flying, like I'm a Goddamn bird or something. There are strong winds that blows my hair right into my eyes, blinding me so I can't even see where I'm gonna land. Before I know what's happening, my head makes collision with a tree and my vision begins to blur just a bit.
All I feel now is a huge bump forming on my head and intense pain, but I don't dare to show it. Once I begin to descend, I think that I'm finally landing on the ground until I realize that I'm rolling. My body makes contact with so many leaves, vines, pebbles, rocks, you name it. Knowing the pain that I'm receiving from this, I can tell that my body is gonna instantly start bruising.
Finally, I actually begin to descend, but it's down this large stream of water that's heading downhill – shit, it's probably a waterfall! ''Shit!'' I croak, still holding onto my weapons. I've been falling for so long now that I'm afraid I'm gonna land on-
Splash!
Being unprepared for the landing, I splash straight into the water and gulp in so much water, basically overflowing my mouth. Much of it seeps out but that doesn't matter because I'm holding my breath and can't breathe! I never took a huge breath before I landed, so as you can imagine it's quite difficult to do anything at the moment – that is until I open up my eyes and look at how far under the surface I am.
Trust me when I tell you that I felt like District Four tribute when I swam back up to shore, where I was able to throw up all the water that was being held in my mouth and let everything out. I've been coughing for such a long time now that I don't think it would be surprising if anyone were to come and find me. But luckily I have my weapons with me-!
''My weapons!'' I snarl, still throwing up as I turn my head to the right just to catch a glimpse of my mace and machete floating towards me. Currently I'm holding onto a large branch, trying to maintain my balance so that I don't roll back down into the water. The blood that was on my machete is now washed into the water and is completely clean – like I didn't kill anything at all.
Come on, that's it. Just a little bit closer, I reach into the water and grab the handle. ''Got 'em!'' I hear a female's voice – one that I've heard far too many times... Two metallic figures darted through the air and ram themselves into my upper and lower shoulder.
Letting out a howl of pain, I began to yell out multiple obscenities. ''Agh, what the fuck?! What is this shit?! Are you fucking kidding me, you dumbass bitch, what is wrong with you?!'' I've yet to see who shot the arrows, but I have a pretty good feeling that I know who it is.
I look up at her, a grimace on my face and my eyebrows furrowed, and glare at Isha as she poises a futuristic looking bow in her hand. Now grinning from ear-to-ear, I let out a couple of words.
''So you're back, eh? I'm gonna fucking murder you.''
Parvati Hallows, 18;
District One Female
''Why are you being so quiet?'' I ask Mickaela, hoping to get a response. We haven't spoken in days, if I'm telling you the truth. She's just been sticking around, maybe because of me forcing her to. Well, I wouldn't really call it forcing, but more of... what's the word? I can't even think of it.
It doesn't matter, though. Mickaela's just here for my own personal gain, my own benefit. I've seen the ways she's looked at me, and I just know that she absolutely despises me for not caring much about the other two. Anaya's death was a misfortune, but that doesn't mean I should care all too much about the girl. She's in a better place now, so we should be happy for her.
And Paisly. Well, I never liked Paisly. She was always just there but Mickaela apparently doesn't like the fact that I didn't even flinch when seeing her face in the sky – but why should I have? She only dragged this alliance down and gave me silent threats, looking as if she was going to strike at me with her weapon and kill me.
What great allies to have, right? But that doesn't bother me, because the two burdens are dead and gone. Mickaela has equipment, I need equipment. Call what I'm doing wrong, but this is a big girl's game, and you gotta do what you gotta do to survive. ''Isn't that right, Mickaela?'' I blurt out, puckering my lips as soon as I said it.
She doesn't say anything, not even a mere glance to see what I'm talking about. Should I care, though? No. Do her actions matter? Kind of, but they won't get the best of me, and I know that I won't get the best of her – she's a strong little girl who can stand on her own, but for how long, exactly?
''Here,'' I hear Mickaela say, but her voice isn't cheerful and proud; it's distant and grumpy. ''Take this apple,'' she demands, cutting it into slices with her kukri. Keeping my mouth shut, all I do is stare down at her, not sure of what to say or do. ''You need to eat, don't you? And isn't that what you're basically keeping me here for, your own personal gain? So why don't you stop looking at me like that and take the damn apple.''
''Well,'' I chuckle to myself, talking four individual apple slices. ''Thank you, I appreciate the food. And don't bring up the personal gain thing. This is an alliance, okay? We're in this together, I promise.'' No you don't. ''If I wanted to use you for my own personal gain I would've killed you by now, taken all of your sponsor equipment, and received my own after ending your life. Don't get it mixed up again.''
''Whatever.'' Mickaela scoffs. She rolls her eyes and begins to pick up her pace as we walk, not knowing where we're going but hopefully it's anywhere positive. Although, somehow I feel as if where our destination is, it isn't gonna be anywhere good. Life-threatening, probably.
''Can we take a break?'' She asks, barely looking at me from the corner of her eye. She stops walking where as I continue to. ''I'm serious. We've been walking for so long now that I'm tired of it. My legs hurt, my arms are sore, and my clothes are sticking to my body because of the humidity here.''
''I get how you're feeling, I really do, but no,'' I sighed. ''We gotta keep moving and hunt down more tributes. It's been six days and more than half of us are still alive. I'm tired of these Games and just want them to end already, so as you can see, I'm in a hurry to end this once and for all.''
''If you're in such a hurry then why don't you just kill yourself and get it over with?'' Mickaela growls, a bit of fury coming from the little girl. ''I'm sure they would go by quicker if you died, that'd be one more person out of the competition. So do us all a favor and, you know, slam that weapon of yours into your own head!''
Her words were actually pretty hilarious. Because of them, my laugh echoed throughout this creaking shack that was created by nature. The thing about this forest that makes me so comfortable is that it was a reminder that things could always be much, much worse. Mickaela was just the beginning of my problems, and I really don't care much about her. ''Sorry, I'm in it to win it. Although I wouldn't mind if you picked up that little butcher's knife of yours and shoved it in your throat.''
''Can you just shut up?!'' She blurts out, clenching her fists. ''I'm honestly quite tired of your crap. You talk too much, and I think you should just shut up! You're obviously taunting me on purpose, you've been doing that for the past two days. Just leave me alone!''
''Ask and you shall receive,'' I respond.
''Good.''
''Can you just shut up?!'' Mickaela's voice rings again. ''I'm honestly quite tired of your crap. You talk too much, and I think you should just shut up! You're obviously taunting me on purpose, you've been doing that for the past two days. Just leave me alone!''
''Didn't you say that already?!'' I say, quickly turning my head back as I stop in my tracks. ''I knew you were annoying but I never figured for you to be repetitive.''
''That wasn't me.''
''Oh, yeah, of course it wasn't,'' I retaliate sarcastically, rolling my eyes. ''Because someone else definitely has the same voice as you and-''
Dammit. When I stopped talking I turned my head to the left, only to see something I wouldn't have enjoyed seeing. I should've seen something like this coming from the small hints that were given – the unnatural, choking mist that spiraled and swirled on the forest floor was the first thing that spoke of a strange sort of wrongness.
The properties of it felt like maggot-like texture of the eyes of a dead man ready to burst at the slightest touch. The smoke was soundless and only parted to swallow up our feet as we both stood still. There was a sound of dead and mushy leaves that whispered from under the skin of the mist and out came the source of those noises.
Standing in front of us are three giant apes that were much more taller than I was – let alone Mickaela's height. The girl was basically shaking in her Arena sandals as she stared up at the three mutts. She tried to move her legs but something was stopping her from doing so. There was adrenaline pumping through her veins, I could tell.
Then, when I tried to move did I realize that I was trapped, too. The mist that was swarming our legs kept us locked here. ''Use your knife!'' I yelled out at her but she was just in shock. ''Mickaela! Stab at your legs or something so you can get more blood pumping throughout your body, then free me! Hurry up!''
She finally listens to me and stabs at her arm, causing herself to jump up and begin moving. The mutts stare right at her as she picks up her bag and begins to run away. ''Hey, wait!'' I call out, only just as she passes five feet ahead of me. ''Get me out of here!'' She runs back, stabs my shoulder roughly, probably on purpose, and pulls me by my arm.
A cackle was heard behind me as I realize that I didn't have my meteor hammer on me. Running with Mickaela is sort of difficult, especially because we have no way to protect ourselves. She won't use her knife and she's not handing it to me! I know where my weapon is – inside Mickaela's backpack – but I don't know how to force it off of her. Guess I'll just have to go for it.
Grabbing her by her shoulders, I drop her to the floor and remove the backpack. Quickly unzipping the bag and rummaging through it, I take out my meteor hammer and hand the equipment right back to her. She quickly put the bag on and scurried away as I swung my weapon at the first ape that charged at me. Its fist came so close to my face until I bring up my weapon, using it as a source of protection.
Running backwards, I continue to fend myself off against three mutts. I feel a strong fist collide with my mouth, busting my lip open and sending me sprawling back until I reach Mickaela and bump into her back, bringing her down with me. She lets out a scream and cries out, begging for my help. ''Parvati, help me! My leg is broken, I heard it crack!''
''Why the hell should I help you?'' I manage, holding my hands up to my mouth. When I look up, I feel rough hands grab my shoulders. One of the mutts are literally right in front of my face, and their face is huge! Probably three times the size of mine. Being startled, I swing my meteor hammer up forcefully and slam it into the ape's chest and then force both of my legs into its stomach.
''Because I helped you get away from the mist!'' She exclaims. ''Help me, please!'' She yelped, waiting for me to get off of her and escape with her. I use my meteor hammer to wipe the blood of the mutt onto her back and then get up, grab her by the arm and begin running away. I can see a clear opening through all of the trees, but I can also hear the grunts and murderous grunts of the apes.
To the left, one of the apes jumps from tree to tree, following us swiftly and at an increased pace. The other two were a couple of feet behind us but they're soon closer than we think. Mickaela clutches her knife fearfully tight and I can see the sweat glistening on her forehead. It slowly drips from her chin, and as soon as the tree ape jumps in front of us, she shrieks in a high-pitched noise that takes me back.
She jumps out of my arms and swings her backpack right at me, blocking my vision as I try to see what's in front of me. Her knife makes contact with my leg and I can feel the sharp metal enter and leave my calf. Somehow I manage to choke down the scream that I was going to let out. Mickaela, who's doing anything to escape, drops down and crawls through the mutt's legs.
After that, I don't see her anymore.
She left me... That little shit actually left me! I should've known better, I should've seen what she was planning! Ever since the damn begging, she was always planning on backstabbing me and escaping! Now she has ALL the equipment – and although, yes, it was hers to begin with, she didn't have to do me like that!
She's leaving. She's gone. She really couldn't stay here anymore! ''DAMMIT!'' I shout, gripping my leg as hard as I can to stop the bleeding. ''MICKAELA!'' She probably can't even hear me anymore, since she's so far gone. If I don't die here right now, I swear on my life I'm gonna hunt that little shit down and make her go through hell. She'll get everything ten times worse!
Now all the apes are slowly cornering me, each one at a different area. The grunts that they're letting out make me fear for my life, knowing that today could be that day that I die. This isn't even funny anymore. These Games have been Hell from the beginning, who knew living for this long was what it actually came down to! All the mutts, all the deaths, all the damn suffering and pain!
Fuck this!
''Bravo,'' I chuckle to myself, clapping as I try to maintain from showing any sort of emotion. ''You've managed to trap me and get a little girl to betray me. What are you gonna do now, huh? If you're gonna kill me then do it already, dammit! I'm not gonna play your stupid torture shit!'' That's all I say before trying to put up a fight and swing my weapon.
It misses wildly but I tried, and I won't stop trying until I die. Two of the mutts just let out rough laughs and begin running away, somewhere towards the direction of Mickaela. Turning my head, I stare up at the one remaining mutt and stare at it. The other two have already disappeared and all I hear now are the shrieks of a little girl. Good. I hope that bitch gets what she deserves!
''G-Get away from me,'' I croak, slowly crawling away on one leg. It doesn't listen and continues to approach me. Hairy arms grab me by my waste and hoist me up. Struggling, I can't help but freak out and start shaking my body, trying my hardest to get away from this.
The reprobate mutt attacked me in a viscous way as it slammed my body to the floor and repeatedly pounded at my stomach with its arms. Once it was done, and I lied on the floor, bleeding and suffering from my wounds, it began to nurture me and pet me. I was so confused by its esoteric acts – was it trying to kill me or help me out?
I soon realized that it was trying to kill me when it kicked me so hard, basically knocking all of the wind out of me. I begun to roll multiple feet away from the mutt as it just ran after me, kicking me over and over again – like this was a game of soccer or something.
My body soon lands at an area surrounded by rocks and water, and as I stare up I see a waterfall. All I hear are grunts and battle cries. There, standing twenty feet away from me, is the mutt that was just playing around with me and assaulting me. It smiles, and whenever I try to move up it threatens to jump out at me again. ''Fight!'' It demands.
No, not again.
''Hey, guys!'' I hear a voice call out. ''Asyrin?! Bro, is that you?! Asyrin, I missed you SO much-! Wait... Are you two... G-Guys, stop fighting! Please!''
Hero..?
''Ah, crap... They led me here to fight... And now it's four Careers, all but a couple of meters away from each other. How am I supposed to survive this? It's basically three on one...''
Hero Kane, 17;
District One Male
''Guys, come on, stop fooling around.'' I say, jumping in between Isha and Asyrin. Asyrin just stops his machete from landing right in between my shoulder blades and steps back a little, while Isha just caught the end of a red arrow on her bow. ''Look! W-We're all back together! This is awesome!''
''Hero!'' Asyrin shouts, grabbing me by my shoulders and wrapping me around in a hug. ''Tell me what this bitch has been doing to you these past couple of days. Just give me the word to continue and I'll kill her in an instance, got that?'' He pushes me back and nods his head, staring straight into my eyes.
Turning towards Isha, I smile at her. ''Her. Do anything to me? No, she's been the best partner I could ever ask for. Trust me, I bet you'd think the same if you got to know her better. I'm not really much of a fan of you two fighting, even though sometimes it can be interesting, but I hope you two can get along. Because, well, now that you're back, I want you to rejoin the alliance...''
''What?!'' Isha shouts from behind me, quickly running towards me and pulls me back. She drags me by my collar until we're a good fifteen feet away from Asyrin. ''You can't possibly mean that, can you?'' She whispers in my ear. ''Babe, it's Asyrin! You've seen what he can do... I don't know if you can actually trust him.''
''Don't worry,'' I chuckle to Isha, placing my forehead right onto hers and stare into her eyes. ''I'm sure we can trust him. Asyrin's always been kind around us. I'm just... I'm sure if you two got along well, we could all work together. Just give him a chance, please? If it doesn't work out well, then we can... Well, we can separate.''
''By separate, you mean..?''
''I mean we'll leave- we'll leave Asyrin and stay together like we've been doing these past three days, okay?'' Isha smiles at me and nods her head, then I lean in for a kiss and give her a quick smooch to the lips. As I pull back, she wraps her arm around me neck and brings me into another kiss, where my cheeks light up brightly and I begin to smile intensely.
''Okay, I trust you with this,'' she agrees, letting me go. Turning around, I stare at Asyrin and he has his hands placed on his hips. ''So, Asyrin...'' Isha says nonchalantly. ''Would you... You wanna rejoin the-''
''Aw, you two come to a compromise? Of course, I'd love to join your- no, I mean my alliance again. From now on, we're not separating, and we do what I say we do, got it?'' Smiling at Asyrin, I shake my head and just agree. I don't really care who's leading as long as we're all together again – that's all that really matters.
Isha doesn't say anything, though, and she looks sad. I place my hand on her shoulder and just smile. ''Hey, it's okay. He can lead. Being leader doesn't matter. What we do is what matters, okay?'' I reassure her, and then she looks up at me brightly, with determination in her eyes. After that, I jog towards Asyrin but end up falling as soon as I get two feet away from him and end up latching myself onto his shirt, bringing him down with me.
''Whoa!'' Asyrin yells, dropping to the floor with his mace and machete in hand. Asyrin's machete lands right next to my ear and slices open my cheek. ''What the hell?!'' Both Asyrin and Isha gasp; I don't do anything besides laugh. ''Hero, come on, man. You gotta stop fucking around sometimes. You almost made me cut deeper into your face. If it was anyone else, I would've surely forced the weapon into them instead of trying to pull it back. You're lucky, man, but don't do that again.''
''Seriously, Hero, please don't,'' Isha says, her voice faltering just a little bit, but she soon regains it. She slowly paces herself towards me and cups my face in both of her hands. ''Don't scare us like that again, sweetie.'' I apologize to the both of them, although can't help but laugh at the same time. It was just a little joke, and I hope I don't scare them like that again. Though, it was kinda funny, I can't lie.
''So, you guys got any bandages or whatever?'' Asyrin asks, holding onto his shoulder. ''Your girlfriend over here shot me in the shoulder with two damn arrows, and now my shit is wounded. I need something to wrap it up so that my blood stop-''
''Fight!''
Turning our heads to the left, we all see a girl on the other side of the waterfall stream. Looking closer and trying my best to enhance my vision, I notice that it's Parvati. And there's a mutt right behind her – it's not attacking her, but just keeping her there. But why would it be...? They want a fight. That thought frightens me. ''What! Wait, guys, don't-!''
Too late. A few seconds before I even let those words out, I saw Asyrin crossing the river already, forgetting the bandages that he was asking for – even though we didn't have any in the first place. ''Wait, Asyrin, no!'' I call out. Then I turn around and look at Isha, my eyes widened in shock. ''Isha, please! No, he's gonna kill her. He's gonna kill Parvati!''
She shakes her head and lets out a deep breath. ''Hero, I'm sorry. You must understand, though. She's no longer a Career. She removed herself from the pack ever since she separated from us at the Bloodbath. She removed that option herself, and now she's paying the price for it. We can't feel any mercy for her, and the Capitol wants a fight – you can see that with the mutt blocking her way. Just look at her.''
Watching closely, I see Asyrin almost reach Parvati. He places the handle of his mace in his mouth and reaches out for a large rock in the water, hoisting himself closer to Parvati. She realizes how close he is and jumps back but then bumps into the mutt, who pushes her closer than where she was before. Asyrin is within reach of her just as he grabs onto the rock that's literally right in front of her.
She sees this and kicks at his fingers, but that doesn't stop him from swinging his machete out at her leg. It embeds itself right into her ankle. Parvati lets out a terrible cry that startles me. And when I think things can't get any worse, I see Isha now swimming in the water, only a bit slower than Asyrin but she also makes her way there. Parvati doesn't notice as Isha sneaks up to the right of her and slams her fist right into her jaw.
Parvati stumbles back, bringing her hands up to cover her mouth and stop herself from bleeding. ''GUYS!'' I shout out, jumping into the water and doing my best to swim towards them – I've never been the best at swimming, so it takes me a bit of time to get there. And by the time I do reach them, both Asyrin and Isha are fighting Parvati at the same time. ''Please stop!''
Asyrin, who continues swinging mercilessly, turns his head and looks at me over his shoulders, with a devilish smile on his face. Asyrin's eyes told his tale of death and destruction. His eyes were bloodshot with lack of sleep, with a band of slate gray circling his dilated pupils. His stare was murderous and unforgiving, empty and frozen. His stare seemed to reach down into my soul, through my very being, destroying all traces of hope. His eyes prepared me for the death of yet another tribute – they told them in a way that words couldn't express.
His eyes make me want to run, make me want to get out of this Arena. I never thought that I would've seen something so vicious ever before in my life. ''I'm thirsty for blood.'' With those words, I knew everything would be ending soon, but I didn't want to think about it. I wanted to take it as a joke, to play it off as something unimportant; to remove the thought from my mind and tell myself that this assault would soon stop – that him and Isha would both stop attacking Parvati.
''Be prepared, Hero,'' Asyrin warns. I don't even look at him, but instead at Isha, who swings her bow at Parvati's head, with her blocking it with her arm. It cuts some of her skin just as Asyrin tries to behead her. Parvati ducks, and while Isha turns her head to give me a look of pity, Parvati sends her fist flying into Isha's face as an act of revenge. Parvati grunts, bringing her knee up to Asyrin's gut. He only smiles.
''B-Be prepared! Yeah,'' I chuckle nervously. ''F-For what..?'' I ask, knowing fully well what the answer is gonna be. Asyrin doesn't hesitate with the words and gets right to it.
''For the death of your District Partner here – Parvati!''
''Why? Is she sick?'' I ask stupidly but on purpose, waiting for Asyrin to just stop and tell me, 'Yes, Hero. It's all just a joke, we wouldn't really kill her,' but that isn't happening.
''No, fool, we're gonna kill her,'' his words come out seriously, and my heart skips a beat. ''And everyone else in this Arena, too.''
''Fuck off!'' Parvati headbutts Asyrin in the mouth, causing him to bleed out. He's shocked by her actions, and as he's taken back, she swings her meteor hammer right at him and it slams into his jaw. Asyrin lets out a howl of pain just as Parvati then punches him in the throat, and brings him down to the floor, sitting on top of him as she removes the machete from his hands.
She forcefully shoves it down, but Asyrin brings his right hand up to block the machete from entering his neck. It's lodged in his hand and cuts deeply into his palm, making him bleed out instantly. ''Can you just die already?!'' He trudges, trying to get up. Parvati doesn't let him, though, and just punches him the face, over and over again. ''Trust me, I know it sounds sordid, but you'll be rewarded when I kill you! You'll be set off to a better place!''
''Fuck that!'' She yells at him, using her meteor hammer to stop Asyrin from bringing up his mace by slamming it down onto his left hand. He howls again, but doesn't give up. I watch as he uses all of his abdomen strength to throw her off of him and recollect himself. They charge at each other, but not until Isha grabs Parvati by the back of her hair and slams her back down to the ground, and stomps on her face.
Like a group fight, except Parvati is by her lonesome, Asyrin and Isha both beat down on Parvati. Asyrin continuously kicks at Parvati's face while Isha kicks her meteor hammer away. It slides across the floor, and I'm beginning to lose all hope. My District Partner's gonna die. She's gonna die!
So many thoughts are going through my mind right now: how are Gari and Reese reacting to this? What is District One thinking? Is the Capitol really enjoying this? Is anyone else watching? How do I stop this?! WHAT DO I DO?! ''GUYS, PLEASE STOP!''
Parvati seems to be giving up, but somehow, when Isha turns away, she pulls out a knife from her pocket and stabs it straight into Asyrin's knee. He yells, screaming harsh words out at her just when Isha turns back around. Isha doesn't notice Parvati getting up right in front of her and stabbing the knife into her shoulders, slashing it down to her front elbow; Isha lets out a haunting shriek.
Once again, Parvati's pulled back, only to have Asyrin's fist enter her mouth. He repeatedly punches her in hits of torment. I just don't understand why this has to happen... ''Guys, please! We can... We can all work this out! All of us can rejoin, and maybe we can even go find Domino! We could be the Careers again! Think about it..! PLEASE!''
Nobody says anything. I just plainly watch as Isha grabs one of her regular arrows and pulls back the string, sending it flying into Parvati's shoulder. Everyone is bleeding all over the place – and never did I think I'd actually see a Career battle. Even though I'm not fighting, I can't help but find it difficult to breathe. Like, all of this is actually happening. I wanted to take it as a joke, but I just CAN'T! This is actually happening!
Asyrin, seeing Parvati fumbling and breathing roughly, grabs her by her collar and brings her close to his face. He stares right at her with the same murderous glint he had before, with no emotion on his face. Behind them, Isha runs up and slams the bow that she received as a sponsor gift into the back of Parvati's head. Parvati's head flinches and bleeds out. Soon, she's staring right at Asyrin, breathing all over him as she stands tall, not faltering or letting them get the better of her.
Lifting her up into the air, Asyrin gives Isha some type of sign – probably something that they give each other back in District Two that's universal for them all. Isha just gulps, nodding her head before she takes a look at me. I'm on my knees now, staring up just as I see Asyrin brings forward his machete. ''Get... off!'' Parvati spits. She coughs blood all over Asyrin's face, but he doesn't give a damn. ''Leave me alone!''
''Three...'' Asyrin says, counting down to one. ''Two...'' He clutches the machete tighter, aiming it at an awkward angle. Isha has a two purple-colored arrows in the strap of her bow, pulled back and ready to be sent soaring through the air. ''One!'' Asyrin says with excitement.
''STOP!'' I yell, running after them, but only end up tripping. Isha sends the arrows flying, and as Parvati shakes in Asyrin's grip, kicking at his body in the air, the arrows pierce right through her lung and spleen, while Asyrin's machete stabs into her lower abdomen deeply. It sinks itself inside until Asyrin pulls it out and drops her.
''NO!'' I yell, crawling frantically over towards Parvati. She lies down on the floor, coughing up blood and breathing heavily. She can't catch her breathe, not even a glimpse! Forcefully, I grab Parvati's hand and place it on my lap, crying as she stares up at me. ''Please, no..! We've been through so much. Remember, please! I know we weren't allies here, but we did so much in the Capitol! Don't leave, please!''
I'm crying hysterically now, and I don't think anybody is able to hear exactly what I'm saying. Parvati does, though, I think. But it hurts. It hurts so, so, so much..! Why her of all people and not me?! ''Why did she have to get hurt, someone tell me, please! Please! The Train Rides, Training Days, when we ate, the day before the Games. Parvati, please remember! Try to survive, for me! W-We can get you fixed up. W-W-We can! I s-swear it, we just need sponsors, right? W-We need some sponsors, guys!'' I yell out into the Arena air. ''C-Come on! ONE OF US IS DYING, HELP US! HELP US, PLEASE!''
''Hero...'' Parvati chokes out. She slowly wraps her arms around my waste, where my knife belt is located, and removes one of the knives that I carried. She holds out her hand, waiting for me to grab it; and just as I do, she grabs mine tightly and places the knife in it. ''Please...''
No... No! No no no no no no no no no no no no no! This couldn't be happening! She couldn't possibly be asking me to kill her... ''P-Parvati..! I-I-I can't..! Please, please don't ask me to do this. P-Parvati-!''
''Kill me, Hero!'' She uses all of her strength just to say those words. I feel my eyes tearing through their sockets, ready to be shot out. ''Trust m-me... T-This is what I want... My time is over... I-I-I tried... Yo-You'll be rewarded for this kill... And when you- when you get to the f-finale, with Isha and Asyrin...'' She places her hand on my shoulder, then slowly brings it up to my neck and brings my face to hers so that I can hear her. ''Either you or Isha is gonna come out on top... Please, just let it be you... For me...''
Frozen in place, I think about everything that's happened so far. All of my memories with Parvati, with Gari and Reese together, with how we reacted to every situation – all of it is flashing right before my eyes as Parvati places my hands together, clutches them tightly, and utters her last words as she kisses me on my cheek, staining it with her blood, before forcing me to stab her in the neck with a knife: ''Please make it quick.''
My hands move down uncontrollably, and as my knife makes contact with her neck and enters her trachea, she lets go and leaves me to finish the rest. Crying and shouting out curses like I've never done before, I repeatedly stab Parvati in the neck, even after the cannon's rung. Her blood splatters all over me as I finally remove the knife and listen to the disgusting squelch sound of her skin.
She stopped moving minutes ago, but I continued. I... I... I'm a killer. I ended her pain and suffering, but I killed her. I'm a murderer now – a killer. I never wanted to hurt anyone, to kill anyone; I never thought that I would take someone's life. But we were rewarded for it with a sponsor gift of food. Though that gift won't ever take away the pain that I'm feeling right now. I killed someone – my own District Partner – and her blood will be forever scarred on my body until the day I die.
''That's a group kill, right?'' Asyrin shouts out into the air. ''I totally did all the work, give me credit for that – Hero just finished the bitch off!''
''Shut up!'' I cry, feeling their stares on the back of my neck. I feel so different now. I'm not... I just don't feel right. Something's bad. This is all so wrong! Why did they ever bring me back to life?! I should've just stayed dead! I just... I never expected things to be this terrible..!
And that's why I take off running and leave the alliance behind. I don't deserve to live!
Zahra, 16;
District Nine Female
I'm pissed, infuriated, completely done with this shit. Everything that's happened up till now, I'm just done with it all. I've tried so hard to not get angry, to keep my temper down, but it just doesn't work. Usually my anger goes away as quick as it came, but this is just something else. Now I'm standing literally fifty feet away from a Career, and I can't do a damn thing about it except for fight.
He just stares at me, swinging his nunchuck around as he approaches. I wish I could just run and go hide, but they won't let me. They led me here on purpose. Isn't it ironic how he and I got to the beginning of this large field at the same time. My surroundings are just... It's something that I've never seen before.
All around the Career boy and I are mushrooms – giant mushrooms. They're like trees themselves, except they reach further up than the trees do. These things are in various colors with some being polka dotted, others having nothing but stripes, and even some that have water dripping from the top of them. Whenever I stare up, all I see is the undergrowth of the mushrooms. It's like an umbrella clouding my field of vision to the sky.
What I want to do right now is escape or climb one of them, but the thing is I can't. On top of the mushrooms there are many mutts. Monkeys bang their chests and howl as they watch the Career boy and I face each other, and every time one of us dares to take a look at them they jump. One was on me just a couple of minutes ago until I reached her.
And to make matters worse, there's a deadly fog that's surrounding the outside fields – so there's absolutely nowhere to run and nowhere to hide. The sky has become so ominous and all the beautiful color to it has washed away. It's now just gray and black, leaving us with total darkness. There are light sources coming from the mushrooms, but that's just the bloodied yellow teeth of the monkeys. Some of them even begin to attack each other, letting out horrendous shrieks.
Behind the Career boy I can see a path, and it leads to who knows where. He came from there, obviously looking for someone – and I can tell that by the words he lets out: ''You're not Asyrin...'' Shrugging, I look up at him, trying my best not to let the fear of being killed take over me. ''Where is he?!'' Keeping my mouth shut, I don't say a word and watch as he slowly approaches me.
This is when the mutts all begin to fight, anxiously waiting for us to get a brawl on or something. Some music begins to play, and I have no idea where it's coming from, neither can I see the source of its location because of the darkness that's enveloping itself over us. ''I'm gonna kill you,'' mutters the Career boy. From District Four, I think he was. He looks up at the sky one last time, smiling to himself as a cocky grin forms from the edges of his mouth. The clouds begin to come together, looking like one giant monster with the features of a person's face.
A mouth forms, and soon it opens. Once it does, a string of lightning comes shooting out its mouth, making me shake out of my outfit. Not literally, but you get the point. I want to put myself in this guy's shoes, to see where he's coming from and why he would want to kill me, but I just can't. If his excuse is that the Capitol is pushing us together then I don't care – because I don't want to fight, but I have to as well.
I can't keep feeling bad for people. What about myself? I gotta survive, too, whether they like it or not. I'm not here to die again, I want to live my own life! And just when I finally set myself to doing this, the boy begins to charge at me. Slowly gripping the knife in my hand, I bring it up for defense, waiting for the Four boy to get right in front of me.
The beat of the music gets louder, and it sounds like a bunch of drums beating together. It makes me forget my concentration and just as I turn my head to the right, the Career boy grips his left hand around my throat. I'm taken by shock, only to start coughing as he tightly squeezes it. Looking down at his hand through the darkness, I bring up my knife and stab it straight into his knuckles. He yells out in pain, with my knife still in his hand.
He tries to rip it out, but I smack his hand away and end up slapping him in the face, sending the sound of tightening leather echoing throughout the field that we're in. The mutts begin to go crazy now, leaving each other behind to get a closer look. Sweating profusely now, I avert my tension to what's behind me and see that the fog is closing in on the both of us.
''Just leave me alone!'' I say, ripping my knife out of his hand. Jumping back, I make sure to catch myself as my feet land into something sticky and slippery. I look down to see that it's some sort of mud climbing onto my skin and pulling down my leg. It sinks into the muddy area, and I struggle to pull it out. Soon, though, I feel a hand grab mine and a backhand come smacking straight into my face, repaying me the favor.
Squirming and shaking, I try to get away but nothing happens. The boy from Four just punches me and shakes me out of the mud, lifting me up and slamming me to the ground. My head roughly slams into the grass, and now I begin to feel dizzy. Stars are hanging above my head, but they soon disappear when I regain my thoughts. Four stands right above me, but he looks confused for some reason. The knife that I had is a couple of feet away from me, so I roll away.
''What?'' I spit out, coughing as I look up at him. ''Can't see me when it's so dark out? Well, you should look behind you,'' I warn, trying to get him to fall for a trap. ''There's a heavy fog that's a couple feet behind you. Wouldn't want you getting trapped in there, now would we?''
''Shut up!'' He shouts, swinging his nunchuck randomly onto the floor. ''Where are you?! You think you're better than me just because I can't see?! Why don't you stop hiding and fight me, you insolent fool!''
''Whatever you say!'' I cry out, charging straight for him. Instead of stabbing him, I tackle him to the floor by slamming my head into his chest, which makes him groan out in pain and go sprawling to the floor. ''Be careful what you ask for,'' I say. He struggles to get up, now sinking into the floor because of the mud that was once bringing me down.
Now, as I crawl over towards him, more lightning begins to strike. I feel a blast hit right behind me and it sends me flying through the air. My head, once again, slams against the floor in a rough way, causing me to bleed out this time. Peering up, I see the mutts slowly moving towards me through the tall grass. More lightning begins to strike and I see multiple of them getting electrocuted. Shoot!
Turning around, I see an elbow come flying towards my face. The Four boy is bleeding immensely, but I don't know what from. That's when I see his leg scratched up and half of his clothes ripped – and that gives me a hint that the mutts got to him. That's why I heard those screams. ''Come here!'' He says, grabbing me by my shirt and lifting me up. ''Can you just die already?!''
''No, can you?!'' I spit in his face. You're an idiot for doing that. He's only gonna get even more pissed! ''I don't want to fight anymore. Just leave me alone!'' I send the knife that I was holding into his gut, watching as an opening in his stomach is formed. ''Let go of me!'' And just as I demand for, he does. He drops to his knees, staring down at the knife that's stuck in his gut.
For some reason, though, I don't feel like it's enough to kill him. I don't want to kill him, either. This is just too much for me to handle. I don't want to do this anymore. Falling to my own knees now, a few tears begin to escape from my eyes. ''Why does everything bad happen to me..? It's like I'm the only person who ever goes through all this struggle. Why does everything that happens to me only happen to me?!''
''Can you stop complaining?'' A hoarse voice asks. ''Because I'm so tired of hearing shit like this every damn day. Just forget it, okay? Your life sucks; all of ours do! Do you think anyone actually wants to be in this damn situation?! We're all tired of this bullshit, so can you just shut up and deal with it?! Do you actually expect to win by complaining?!''
Watching carefully, I make a note as the boy rips my knife out of his gut, letting the blood pour out. I stand up quickly, watching as copious amounts of blood that would be enough to kill anybody continues to escape from his wounds. Why isn't he dead yet? There's basically a pool of blood coming out of his gut, which surely should be enough by now... R-Right?! But you don't really want to kill him, do you?
I don't...
But he wants to kill you.
He does...
Doing my best to abort the fight, I try to run away, accidentally bumping into the mutts now. Three of them jump out at me at once, biting at my body just as the boy from Four stabs them all in the skull, ripping me away from their grasp. He, instead, makes me stand up on my feet and presses my own knife against my forehead. Not giving up, though, I knee him in the groin and sigh in relief as his knife only scratches my forehead.
Dropping to the floor, I land right on my butt and sit there, looking at him squeal on the floor. A couple of tears escape his own eyes now, until he lets out a statement that keeps me frozen. His injunction was: ''That's it, you're dead!'' And just like that, he reequips my knife and jumps on top of me, bringing me down to the floor. His face is right in front of mine now, but it's definitely not in a romantic way. It's in a I'm going to rip every limb out of your body way.
I feel his cold hands close in a vise-like grip around my neck. The crazed look in his eyes terrified me as his grasp became tighter and tighter. My breath is stopped, but I try my best to fight back, being instinctively terrified about what was on the other side, again. My nails dug into his skin but his grip was unyielding, even with the look of pain on his face. As my lungs began to burn from lack of air, I reached for his face and felt my nails connect with his flesh again. As I became more and more frantic, I began to see dark spots flash across my line of vision. I scratched, feeling his blood splash on my face as I began to feel myself weaken.
My mind became blank as I felt the tears of frustration and pure terror escape my eyes once again. My arms became limp as my lungs started to burn more. I now realize that my time is up, and it was only seconds away before I was dead. There's nothing else that I can do, except for maybe try one more thing.
Doing so, I used my last breath to scream for help. The only thing was that darkness took over me...
...And seconds later I knew no more.
12th – Parvati Hallows, District One
11th – Zahra, District Nine
Caleb. Hey, sorry about Parvati dying. I remember when you first submitted her, and I loved her so much. I thought I could do big things with her, but that was a while back now that I think about it. Writing for Parvati, I'm not gonna lie, I found it kinda challenging and difficult to develop her. The only thing that I could find for her, like you wanted, was to make her done with the flirting nonsense and turn into a ruthless tribute who would do anything to win. Although, I couldn't find anymore plans for Parvati. Well, nothing too big compared to all the other Careers. Initially she was gonna place 3rd, but then I moved that to 2nd, and then back to 3rd, then 4th, and now I finally settled one 12th. I'm sure you would've much preferred any of those earlier ones, seeing as they were higher placements, but yeah. I actually tried- key word: tried, to think of Parvati as my Victor, but there were literally NO ideas for her in my brain. If she did win, she would've just faded off into the background, forced to become a prostitute by Bengel, and be barely heard from again – and I didn't want that in my Victor. Hopefully I wrote her well. As I said before, she was kinda challenging, but I tried my best. Hopefully that was enough.
TheEmeraldQueen. Aw, Zahra was really a fun tribute for me. She was faced with so many challenges during life and even when she was revived. Honestly, Zahra was a sweetie. I loved writing her, but I had trouble finding ideas for her. I was always awaiting this fight between her and Domino, and I was struggling between who I wanted to win. Having Zahra win would've given me a little spark of development for her and instead of her complaining about how terrible things always happen to her, she would've embraced them and gotten over it. But like I said, not many ideas for her. That mostly would've been it, and she would've probably faced a merciless death from Asyrin, if I had that happen. If I'm honest, I DID think of Zahra running into the Victor spot. She wasn't a huge competitor for me, but I did have those thoughts in my head. She could've gone back to Nine and showed Ashli up. I was always thinking of her outing her sister in something and then gaining the popularity in Nine, and her sister would try to mooch off of her to regain her title. But then I thought about it in a funny way. Most Districts like the outer ones see their Victors as murders, killers, evildoers, stupid crap like that – they would've thought of her as a freak. I had a difficult time killing her, seeing as I was somewhat attached to her, but I thank you for submitting her. She was an amazing tribute :)
A/N: Hey! So look at that, it's been under a week since I've updated! :D I-I think..? Anyway, screw that, this chapter was so fun to write. I can't even lie, writing the death of these two tributes was kinda difficult, but sacrifices need to be made in order to move on. Shoot me in the head and throw me into a lake now! :U Pull out your violins and play a catchy song, yes! Then we could all, I don't know, move our right hands over our left in unison until someone sets a forest on fire :O Doesn't that sound amazing?! (Yes!) Ha ha, screw it, I don't even know what I'm talking about.
So is anyone gonna bring up the fact that Hero killed..? Like, Hero? Hero?! Did any of you expect Hero to get a kill? Be honest. Lol, I never saw myself giving Hero a kill – and his own District Partner, to be even more... What?! Somewhere a couple miles away from the Arena I can hear Gari screaming at the top of his lungs. Oh, isn't it true what they say? Victors never have good luck when it's their first year mentoring. Wonder how that's gonna damage his reputation... But yas! And the mushrooms! :D Probably should've had Asyrin and Isha fight for a while, don't you think? Oh, and like Asyrin asked, yes, Isha and Asyrin were also credited for the death of Parvati. Shocker.
XD That's honestly all I have to say about this chapter. So story time, I guess? Yes, heckheckheckheckheckheck... Alright, alright, alright. So I was walking home with a couple of friends while thinking about how I was gonna make the Zahra and Domino fight happen, but we stopped to visit another friend who texted us to go into his neighborhood – which happened to be the one we just passed. We heard a huge commotion coming from the park in the neighborhood, and this was like a couple meters down from the school. And there were these two kids fighting over who knows what. I don't know, they were slap boxing or something, but one of them pissed the other off so it turned into a fist fight, and they kept going back and forth at each other. Finally, one of the kids got hit in the face like three times and he started yelling.
I'm sorry, it was kinda funny... I'm cruel for laughing at that, but it was hilarious. And like the ass I am, I began instigating ;-; Ha ha, there was a rock lying next to us, and I chucked it into the square that they were in and shouted, ''Beat his ass!'' XD I'm so mean :/ So then the kid started running away, and I found that hilarious. I'm... As I'm typing this I'm just shaking my head. But yeah, then the kid got cornered or something but then his friend came to help him by pulling the other kid away. But then that kid's squad all jumped in and attacked that kid, and while he was getting his ass beat his friend escaped, using him as a decoy. My mouth gaped open. I was like, ''That's not a true friend.'' But then started laughing hysterically.
But as he tried to run away, I swear half of the kids in the circle jumped in and attacked them both. Watching that unfold gave me the idea for the monkeys swarming Zahra and Domino. And just for that one reader out there, NO I AM NOT CALLING PEOPLE MONKEYS, SHUT UP! Thank you c: And then one of my friends who was beside me pulled out a beats speaker and rushed over towards the attack and just started playing trap and whipping as they all attacked the kid. The entire area went quiet and music was just blasting, so everybody stared at him and I was just crying over laughter. Ah, I wish FF would let you upload recorded videos :/
Wait, but then on Wednesday, we went to a gas station before walking home, and one of these guys that was a senior last year was working there part time and we saw him and it was hype. Lmao, he was messing around with us and had his friends over. There were a ton of people in the gas station and he was yelling. He was like, ''Aye, dip dip dip dip dip!'' Everyone was confused, but then he cleared things up and said, ''This shit's about to blow up! Let's go go go!'' Everyone swarmed away and it was the toughest crap to get out. So me, thinking this crap was serious... Sigh, I don't even know why I did this, but because everyone was running out of the same door, I smashed my backpack into a window and jumped out... .-. Guess who owes money... Lol, they think I'm actually gonna pay. Never going there again, hehe... But it was totally worth it, because people were sprinting out and some people fell right in front of the door. It was the funniest crap ever, holy crap. But this asshole shouted out, ''Hey, hey, stop! I'm just fuckin' wit' you, I'm just kidding! Come back!''
O: And oh, my God, later that day on Wednesday was the funniest crap ever. I was with one of my friends, Michael, and a couple of others and one of them had a taser. This obviously meant nothing good, since he was even more immature than me... And I'm pretty immature :O So I was like, yeah... So Michael asked for me to take a picture of him and all the others, so they put up some lame ass gang signs or something. I was grimacing, like they're not hood, what the hell is that? So then they were yelling at me and asking if I took it yet. I was like, ''Nah.'' So then they were like, ''Take the damn fucking picture already, fam.'' I was like, ''Smile, motherfucker, why you gotta look all serious and shit? Smile for the picture, damn!'' So then they smiled.
Later we started poking at Michael for a girl he liked, and when he described her she looked exactly like a six-year-old girl in our neighborhood. I was so done. So then we went inside the house, and the more immature friend brought out his taser and while I was standing and talking to another friend he zapped me right under my thigh. So I, as they told me, jumped seven square tiles to the right and ran out the house XD They all laughed at me and I was just groaning like, ''My ass hurts!'' And he was like ''Why?!'' And I was like ''Because you zapped me in my cheeks, you shit!'' So then he zapped Michael and Michael was just completely done with this... Lmao, I'm chuckling while I'm typing this.
So then we poked fun at Michael for crying out, and then he looked at Jacob, the immature hoe, and was like, ''Shut yo weak behind ass up before I make you suck my titty, bitch.'' I was done, like my friends are so suspect, I don't understand. So then I dared to say, ''Yo titties swangin','' and Michael was like, ''Watch yo mouth, my G.'' I know, it doesn't sound funny, but you just had to be there. To hear his voice and the way we all said things... This is why I wish they would allow you to share videos on FF :/ I can't do this anymore XD BUT SEE! My life isn't that crazy. :/ I'm reading these reviews like, my life is not crazy at all. This happens to everyone on a daily basis, doesn't it?! There was literally nothing special about these stories XD But hey, I think I might take Reader's advice and create a story with daily events occurring in my life. You know what? I've decided. I'm just gonna make a journal on daily events in my life and sell that one day... Thank you, Reader :')
...When I'm famous! O: Anyway, onto the questions ;)
Favorite POV?
Least favorite POV?
Any surprise deaths?
So now that it's the final 10, what do you think is gonna happen?
Who do you think will get kills in these final two chapters? Two or three, I'm not sure.
''I'm a fucking president and a son.'' Yes, that is another question, just go with it. Yes, I am fine, go with it xD
DID YOU KNOW THAT THERE WERE TIMES IN THE PAST WHEN THE HUMAN RACE CAME CLOSE TO EXTINCTION?! O: LIKE THE TOBA SUPERVOLCANO SPUED UP TO 3000 MILES OF GAS UP INTO THE AIR. IT ALMOST REDUCED THE HUMAN POPULATION INTO EXISTENT AND- I'm just copying this off of space facts on YouTube :D Lol space facts, I mean Earth facts... Hehe... AND WHAT?! YOU GUYS GOT ME TO 400?! O: WHAT?! I honestly never thought of reaching 400, I'm so thankful right now, like, you don't even understand. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! 400 Is like, so much to me XD I know it's not a lot when people have reviews in the thousands and stuff, but just know that I'm thanking you. Thank you all :') Anyways, thanks for reading, I'll see you guys next chapter. Bye! ^-^