Percy and I were shocked. We were certain the Gamemakers wouldn't react that quickly. Then it hit me. Cameras. They knew our plan, and so did all of Panem.
"P-p-percy?" I asked, turning to face him.
"I know," he said, glumly.
We looked back at the cave, which was filled with rocks. Then we heard a cannon shot. But only one. Two were still alive.
Percy and I walked away from the scene, heading back into the woods. It was only then I noticed the howling wind.
Oh, great, I thought. Yesterday, it was a hurricane. Today? Tornado.
"Come on," I told Percy. "We need to find a hole or something. If not, we'll be up-" I thought of something.
I asked Percy, and he nodded. Smiling, we ran to the pond we found on the first day.
We ran into someone on the way. The boy from district 10.
"Oh no," I muttered.
"You," he snarled. "You killed my cousin, Abbey."
"It was an accident!" I cried.
"No it wasn't!" He replied angrily. "I watched the whole thing!"
He took out a throwing knife with a green substance dripping from it. I recognized the green immediately. It was poison. The same poison I saved Percy from in the Titan War. Percy must have remembered as well. When Alexander threw the knife, Percy lept in front of me.
"Percy!" I cried. I turned to Alexander, and pulled out my knife.
Instead of running in while he was still in shock, I used it to get the throwing knife out of Percy's arm.
"Hold on, Seaweed Brain," I muttered. Not that it would help, since he was unconcious.
I picked Percy up, and turned towards Alexander who had already grabbed another throwing knife. This one wasn't poisonus, but still enough to kill. Even though it wasn't designed for throwing, I threw my knife the same time he did his.
I turned quickly, and ran. The tornado had died down, but that wouldn't make Percy concious. Alexander's knife grazed my shoulder, and I nearly dropped Percy. He must have had more, since two more left a mark on my right leg.
There was no cannon shot, so I must have not thrown my knife well enough. I might have one less enemy if I had a throwing knife instead.
Now I just gave an extra knife to my biggest enemy, with Percy and I now weaponless, Percy in desperate need of medical help, and unpredictable weather. I made to our old lean to which had, indeed, not survived. I quickly put it back together, and laid Percy down on the leaves.
By the time the sun set, I had tried everything I could think of, with no luck. Percy had regained conciousness, and had only screamed twice.
We watched as the anthem played, and they revealed the one dead tribute for today. It was Ethan.
But the anthem kept playing, and a Gamemaker came on the mic.
"Living Tributes!" It boomed. "Tonight, there will be a feast at the Cornucopia! Each district has a marked bag full of something they desperatly need!"
The voice switched off, and I glanced at Percy. He smiled.
"Go get 'em."