The First Annual Hunger Games 28

Shimmer, District One

So there were three deaths yesterday, huh? None of them were because of me….I knew I had to change that. Due to my new injuries, I had a plan ready to make the list of the deaths I got watch occur at my own hands would become higher. Oh yes, this would be fun….

*Time shift to Day Nine*

I have gotten what I planned for with my plan. It was real simple: Act like I was dying in a pool of blood on ground with one knife stuck in the ground out my arms reach, the blood making it look like somebody had attacked me. My first victim turned out to be somebody who was supposed to be my ally or something….the District Three girl.

Genevieve, District Three

I know it's dangerous to mess with Shimmer because she's obviously dangerous, but the human part of me was concerned. So I armed myself with a bow and a quiver of arrows as Aaden grabbed with a small shield and two swords, which cleaned off the rest of our weapons. The food supply was low, which meant the other tributes couldn't eat, but neither could we. Unless we hunted, at least, which would be hard, since I love animals.

Either way, we begin creeping slowly into the forest, and I resist to grab his arm in comfort. It's been strangely quiet the past couple of days…I have a feeling the tributes will getting more violent and desperate to kill by now. If I didn't have Aaden….I might be the same way. I am suddenly wondering whatever happened to Jonas (District Seven male) as we search cautiously for Shimmer.

My thoughts are cut short when I see her. She's injured pretty badly, and I see her weapon laying far from her. She must've been attacked by another….I fear that the tribute who had pretty much killed her was nearby for only a moment before I cautiously approach her.

"What happened?" I ask her, kneeling down beside her as Aaden keeps an eye out for any other tributes who might be hiding.

"I was attacked, dumb-I mean….Genevieve…." she moans, holding back her retort as she gasps in pain, clutching her side wound.

"We should help her…." I turn toward him for a split second….and that's when she slices the back of leg in half.

Jonas, District Seven

I am hurt….I am very much hurt.

I've been stumbling around the past few days, hardly alive and finally collapsing yesterday, forcing myself to crawl. If I can make it back to the Cornocopia, I can get some food and maybe find some medicine somewhere to fix the wound in my back that the District 6 guy tribute put there. I'll kill him if I survive this….

But I am cut short of my crawling and winces of pure agony when I see Genevieve laying helplessly on the ground, Aaden standing over her looking like he was about to cry, and Shimmer Sparklelips dying near her.

"YOU SICK BASTARD!" I am suddenly filled pure rage that gives me a strong enough rush to make me tackle him, "YOU KILLED THEM!"

"What're you talking about?!" he barks, taking one of his swords from where he had them attached to his pants by the belt loops as he blocks my fist headed for his face, "I didn't! She…."

"I DON'T WANT TO HEAR YOUR LIES!" my sweet Genevieve….I look at her helpless form as I grab his other sword, jerking it free and getting to my feet, preparing to strike his gut.

But he rolls out of the way, leaping to his own feet and stumbling a bit when he did so. That gives me the chance to slice for his hip, and I catch him off guard, making him crash to his side like a mighty oak falling back home at my axe's mercy. Once again I jab at him with what WAS his sword, but he somehow manages to avoid that one, too.

Now he does a front roll, getting to a crouch as he makes a slice for my own waist. I jump back a bit to avoid it, and that gives him time to spring to his feet, now jabbing for my chest. He succeeds, but it wasn't a deep, allowing me to spin on my heels, knocking the blade away with my shoulder and letting me bring my own weapon to his ribs.

This knocks the wind out of him as I hear a crack, but he brings his fist to my chin, making my teeth crash against my tongue painfully. This stuns me, and he drives the blade down into my stomach, no longer resting at his side. Recovering from my stun, I drive my weapon down into his lower back as much as I can through his somewhat hard back muscle.

We both drop to the ground now, all of wounds aching severely as my mind races over my possibilities. I had a severe back wound, a nearly broken jaw, and a heavily bleeding stomach wound. As different colors and tears of agony blur my vision, I finally face the bloody truth.

Today was the day I was dying, and right now I am.

"Guys! Oh my gosh…." Genevieve is suddenly crawling weakly over to Aaden, completely forgetting about me, which doesn't really surprise me.

She never came after me when I almost died. She didn't come to me in the time of my death. She didn't even notice me when her 'boyfriend' killed her.

And now I realize too late she was never worth it.

Aaden, District Three

BOOM!

I look over Jonas' lifeless form. He is staring at the trees, looking angry…and heartbroken. I'd always loved her…he never had a chance, either way. But he died with a broken heart, which not only sucked for him, but still….I felt kind of bad for him. Poor guy….maybe if he hadn't loved her, we could've been friends, or at least real allies.

But it's too late for both of us now.

"No….you can't die! Don't you dare leave me…." Genevieve is crying now, and I reach with all of the energy I have left in my body.

"I…I'm sorry. I….I let you down," I gasp in pain at my back wound as the ground is stained with my blood, "I….I love you so much, G."

"I….I love you…." She chokes out through her freely falling tears that land on cheeks and mix with my own, but before she can finish that, she freezes in mid-sob, eyes wide as the tears forming splashed out of her red, puffy eyes.

She falls over on top of me now, and I see the knife that gave her the would've-been-fatal –in-the-end leg wound, it now driven deep in in her back, right above where her heart was. It stills bleeds, but….

BOOM!

"G….G?" I whisper weakly, and I choke up on my blood as well as grief, sending a deathly stone glare to Shimmer, "you…."

After I call her the name for a female dog, she grips her knife, aiming it above my chest. I know I'm dying anyway, but not at her hands.

Not like the love of my life.

I suddenly feel something in my pocket, having frantically searched for anything to save me, since my two swords were flung away after Jonas and I clashed. I remember how Jenson gave it to me for a token, and when I bring it out, I close my eyes so I don't see the knife coming.

And I click it open.

KA-BLAM!

When I wake up again, I am drifting out of my body. I could seriously see my body….or what was left of it….and what was left of Genevieve's as well. I remember faintly grabbing her lifeless body as my last will, and now we're both blown to bits.

A bomb. Jenson gave me a bomb pen for my token.

So that's what that did….

Sync, District Six

I had to cover Maple's ears three times in thirty minutes.

There had obviously been a big fight or something between the other tributes, and there were three more deaths. It was almost a shock for it to happen so sadly….I mean, there had been basically nothing happening for the past two days, so another three deaths occurring surprised both of us.

"Sync…." Maple had barely whispered that through her light tears when something fell into my hands.

At first I thought it was a parachute. After all, that was the only thing that fell from the sky, right? But then it hits me: The weight, the roundness, the blackness to it, the fact there was no parachute.

And it was ticking.

"RUN!" I scream at the top of my lungs to Maple, and she is so surprised, she instantly takes off with me as I drop the deadly gift from the Gamemakers.

I just have time to shove her behind a tree and fling my body to protect hers as the bomb explodes.

BOOM!