Chapter Six: Sianer

I felt her last, warm breath on my face, and nothing else. Tears dripped onto her cold cheek. Not just mine, but Peeta's. The bloody scars left by Garth still oozing with blood, were drying. I wiped away the tears and blood on her face, and whispered a goodbye.

'Come morning light, you and I'll be safe and sound,'

A hovercraft appeared to take away Garth's and Holosity's bodies. Now there was nothing but a small pool of blood. I couldn't stand to wait any longer. I turned to Peeta, who was looking down at where Holosity once lay. I started towards camp and saw a faint light glittering. Alexita and Katia had a fire blazing, unaware of what news Peeta and I would bring.

'Ah here they! Finally, thought you'd gone and… Peeta?' Alexita's voice fell from its usual happy tone, to a dark, fearful note. Katia stood after laying the weapons she held, down before the fire. It didn't take long for Peeta to explain. I don't know how I couldn't, but my voice had struck, like a knife had been plunged through. It was dark now. Any second, Holosity's face would be seen against the dark moonlight. There were only five of us left. Five. Three of those people were my friends. How would we sort out that dilemma? Unless the other tribute kills them all before I may have too, I do not know. One things for certain, I cannot live, if they are to die. I almost forgot that we were all on camera, until a small parachute came tumbling through the trees. Seafood. A gift from District 4. That was when the anthem played, and the Capitol seal shone over them all. There was Holosity, the last we may ever see of her, then gone. Garth then came, with a look of heroic standards. What drove him to madness? I didn't pay attention to the faces after that. There wasn't much point. I knew who was left.

'So that leaves her from five and us,' said Katia when the capitol seal once again disappeared and the anthem ceased.

'Bethen. I heard her name at the Cornucopia battle. The boy from five was killed then. He shouted for her help, but she ignored him. She was vicious. She showed no mercy at all! Killing any one in her way. She sought them out,' Peeta said in a solemn voice.

'It had to be the hardest to beat didn't it!' said Katia. I didn't know what to think. I didn't want a bloody battle to finish with, especially if it had to be against them.

'We wont, Katia, It'll be ok.'

Katia smiled faintly. I began to empty the contents of Holosity's pack onto the ground in front of us. I had never seen her notepad before, but I saw her with it. I now took it and flicked the pages. Pictures- or drawings- of the arena. I recognised them all. There were eve drawings of Katia, Alexita, Sara and I in there. I smiled as I turned the pages, but not before pausing on a particularly interesting sketch. In the centre was the odd rectangular shape, with funny markings and crosses dotted about it. Her crawly writing annotated the picture. The arena. Why would she want to record this?

'Guys, I think you'd better see this,' I said. They gathered round to see. Katia took hold after a second or two and took it by the fire. After a few minutes, she turned suddenly.

'Fight Fire with Fire!' she said, almost like a whisper.

'What?' asked Alexita?

'Look, according to this, the arena has so many different twists and turns. Holosity worked out that it was a Rectangle or a square, as she questions the shapes proportion here,' –she pointed to an annotation,- 'and then there's the waterfall, and right in the centre, the Cornucopia,' she said all too fast to get my head around it.

'But I still don't get where you got, Fire with Fire?' came Peeta's confused voice from behind.

'Well, there are four areas of the arena which have been circled. Now on one of these, she wrote, 'Fire with Fire, makes them burn'. So, if I'm right, Holosity wanted a blaze to end the games,' Katia slowed down saying this, as for us to understand. It was a mad plan – but not entitled to fail!

'She must have known she was going to die, and left this for us to find!' said Alexita in a small voice. Katia looked more closely at the book and sat for a while. The brains of the alliance, she was the best for the job, so in the meantime, Peeta and I sat in silence, hand in hand, Peeta stroking my hair and playing with the loose strands, protruding from my bun. Alexita started to cook the rest of the Badger meat and the fish. In about twenty minutes, Katia had found that the areas circled were places where we camped, and that the best way to burn was with fuel. Whatever there was would do. Alexita had matches from Holosity's pack, so we divided them up, and went in pairs to the place of the soon to be blazes. Alexita and Katia went east while Peeta and I went west. We reached the force field and doubled back to the cave that had been specifically plotted. At the mouth, we began setting the bonfire up. We collected leaves and bark and logs and branches in silence until, finally, we ended up with a perfect bonfire. Peeta and I each took matches, and dripped the fat from the meat around the tower. Well, it wasn't the best fuel, but hey, we were leaving the arena soon! We lit the matches, an, after a long kiss from Peeta, we set the tower alight. It spread quickly, quicker than expected, a Capitol interference maybe, but all we knew was that it was all around us. It lost control, as the trees around were engulfed in flames. All of a sudden we were trapped in the ring of fire.

'Peeta? What do we do?' I cried frantically. He took my hand, and looked into my eyes, and at once I knew. There was no escape. All that there was to come now, was my last moments with Peeta, and then fire. I had no care that the eyes of all Panem were fixed on us right now, but it did not matter. The fumes were getting to me now; I began to feel weak as the flames closed in around us. My knees gave way, and I slid to the floor. He dropped down with me and I lay in his arms. He was stroking my hair now, but said nothing until, 'do you remember home, Sianer? The main street? The rows of little shops, the smell of the florists? Fresh bread from our bakery? Do you remember playing soldiers in the playground and on the swings when we were six?'

'I remember. We were only kids then. Just pretending, dreaming of happy endings. I can't stop thinking of Elizabeth. How she died. I was nine when she went to the Capitol. She never came home. I watched her die on the screen, Peeta! And now Harry has to watch me die! My sister. My little brother. And no I'm dying with my best friend,' I choked. Peeta took my face in his hands and whispered, 'I love you, Sianer. Elizabeth died with dignity, and so will we. Harry will be proud. District twelve will be. The whole world,' and with that he kissed me one last time, and I heard the cannons, and saw no more.