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Acacia's POV:
I stare at him, he looks so weak...yet so strong. His hair-my hair and when he looks up at me I see my eyes. My heart is beating fast and hard as a tear rolls down his cheek. Silently I walk over to him and he comes out of the corner, his arms wrap around me. Both of us start to cry and I hug him tighter. Finally, I know that he is still alive and really fighting. Lillian told me that a few times, but I had to see it to believe it. A smile forms on my lips as he lets go of me and he looks into my eyes. Neither one of us says anything for a long time and we sit down on the floor, with our backs against the icy cold wall. That's when I hear it...his screams. Alwin's not here, he can't be...but that doesn't stop me from jumping up and trying to bust down the door. My father's arms wrap around me and he holds me to the ground, I see that he is struggling too.
"Why? WHY?" I yell and he shakes his head at me. He keeps me pressed down against the ground until the sound fades away and he lets me up. When I sit up I look around me and the tears continue to fall from my eyes. "Dad...what are they doing to him? How is he here?"
My dad shakes his head and he grips onto my hand. "Aca, you have to realize that he's not here-its like in the arena. They use those types of things against you, to torture you. I've heard all of you screaming for almost everyday after they brought me to this damn hell hole. When you went into the arena...I had to watch you and it killed me. Honey, they use the things that mean the most against you to break you and you have to stay strong."
"How did you stay strong? You still look...normal." My dad shakes his head and I know that he's not normal, this is why he is telling me this. Their ways of torture change you and there's nothing that you can do about it. A part of you will die inside and you can never bring that part of you back, its like in the Hunger Games. They took away my innocence by making me kill those children and I can never get that back. "Dad...how are you still alive? Wouldn't it have been easier just to give into death?"
"Yes, it would have been. But...I had hope that I would see all of you again, of course I never thought that you'd be stuck in here with me. " He shakes his head and I watch as more tears fall down his face. I remember my dad from when I was younger, from when I was a child and I always saw him as strong. Now I see that he is stronger than I ever imagined that anyone could be and I'm proud to call him my father. "Aca, they will get you out of here and when they do you have to fight. Do you understand me? You have to fight for Panem, for everyone that we love and for the future."
I stare at my dad confused and I shake my head a little. "You don't plan on coming with me do you? So you just want me to go back to Thirteen with Uncle Odysseus and just go with it? No, I'm not loosing you again. Don't you understand how I've felt all these years? Ever since they took you I've blamed myself for it and now that I've found you again...I'm not letting go of you."
Before my dad can respond two guards walk in and they grab me. My dad tries to stop them, but all that happens is that they hurt him. He falls to the ground as they drag me out of the cell and I'm thrown into another. This cell has bars so that I can see into the ones around me. A figure moves toward me and I feel something touch me. I know that touch though, its Ethan. A tear slides down my cheek and I hope that the others are okay. Sitting here I realize that one thing would help me most, a quick death.
"Aca, don't you dare start thinking like that." The voice is Ethan's, but it reminds me of something that Alwin would tell me. My Alwin... "Listen to what everyone is telling you and stay strong. Everyone needs you-we need you and if you give up...all hope is lost."
I look into the cell next to me, the one that Ethan's in. All of the other tributes are in that one, except for Ashlee. Right at the moment that I realize this, she is thrown into mine and I see that she looks battered. Her whole body is shaking and she's crying. When they grab me, I'm surprised when she offers herself up, but they just laugh at her as they drag me out of the cell.
Once they have me in a cell farther down the corridor they chain me to the ceiling, so that I'm hanging down in front of them. When a tall guy with gray hair asks me about the rebellion I laugh at him and he presses something hot against my skin. I scream and when he is done, I spit at him. He wipes the spit off of his face and stares at me with an angry expression on his face.
He presses the object into my skin again and I grit my teeth together, trying to stop myself from screaming."Oh, you are going to be a fun one...aren't you?"
"Do...whatever...you...want...to. You'll...never...win..." My breathing is shallow and I see a glistening blade in his hand. I have lost my mind already, because I'm not afraid of it or him. A laugh escape from my lips and he stares at me for a minute. "I do not fear you or death. The sooner death comes...the sooner the pain stops."
The blade cuts into my skin and I can't help but scream. I scream Alwin's name at times as I start to daze out, not remembering where I am or what is happening. He laughs lightly as he continues to torture me and I try to stop myself from screaming. After what seems like forever, they take me down and put me back in my cell. My body is aching and I feel the tears rolling down my cheeks, the sweat that covers me. Ethan's hand reaches out for mine and I take it, hold on...hold on...
"They won't win." Ethan whispers to me and I look up at him. I see that there are tears in his eyes too, he must have heard me screaming. "We won't let them..."
I stare at him, barley holding onto consciousness. "We? You didn't want to be involved in this, remember? Since when is it we?"
"Since I left for the Capital, since they took one of the people most important away from me." His voice is barley a whisper and a buzzing is starting in my ears. "They will pay for that and for what they've done to all of the Districts...we will win, just hold on."
But I feel myself slipping, faster and faster. My head hits the cold, hard floor and I'm out. In my head everything is black and I realize that I'm in a arena. I walk towards a fire and the fire is a light blue...wait, blue? Twitchy is sitting in front of the fire, a crazy look in his eyes. Silently I stop in front of him and I quietly ask him what the arena is. He looks up at me and smiles.
"You still haven't figured it out? Really?" I shake my head and he laughs. For a minute he shakes his head and than he looks up at me. "The arena is a sundial. Twenty four slots, twelve different horrible conditions and twelve other horrors. Do you get it now?"
I stare at him and nod my head. We know what sundials are and the Capital thinks that they make a nice decoration. But why would someone make an arena like a sundial? That is insane and I don't ever want to go back in. Silently I sit down on the ground and stare at the fire. It hits me right now that I'll be going back in and that this time...I won't have Alwin there with me. What am I going to do now?
Ethan. The name comes to me and I try to shake it off, of course I can't.
No, I can't be in an alliance with him.
Even if it means your death?
He'd kill me to save himself!
No, the others would, but he wouldn't.
You are insane!
So are you! You are the one who's sitting here fighting with herself!
Okay, so we are both insane! Happy?
Ecstatic!
I'm calling the shots and I say that we aren't working with him...end of story.
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