From the Perspective of Iggy Griffiths
I sail back up to the heavens. Nothing is as beautiful as the top of the world, but the experience is made sweeter by Valencia's dumb look at her sheath where her dagger used to be and then at me with disbelief. I can't help but smile because she just stares at me stupidly while Finnick and the other boy, Phox I think, have a man-brawl. I dive towards Valencia brandishing her very own knife. Her eyes grow huge as I place a long slice down her shoulder. She whirls and points her bow at my heart. She lets the string go and the arrow flies towards me. I swerve to the side. The arrow doesn't hit my heart, but my wing. I swallow my moan of pain and I try to land gracefully. It doesn't work and Valencia dives towards me. I pull the arrow out of my wing and grab Valencia around the waist with the same movement. She kicks at me, but I'm much stronger than her. I take a dozen painful swoops up to the sky. She wails as I open my arms and drop her. I turn away and close my eyes as a sickening THUMP! Sounds. I circle down and rest in a tree because I cannot face the dead girl. Killing is what the White Coats do, not me. I hear cannon fire, but I still don't look.
"Hey Iggy. You can open your eyes now, everyone is…" Finnick mutters sadly, "…dead." I turn and see Finnick, his forehead beaded with sweat and a bit of blood. He gives me a weak smile, but he looks a bit worn out and tired. I nod and we both silently go back to camp with our enemies blood staining our hands.
I don't remember going to sleep, but when I wake up I'm alone. "Finnick?" I ask. Yesterday's fight has my mind on edge and I begin to think of the worst, What if in my sleep Finnick was killed? I think we fell asleep at the same time. None of us were keeping guard! He was killed! Or maybe someone just took him and is torturing him! Who would do that though? Maybe the pair from District Two or… the guy from Seven! I bet he's hurting Finnick! I have to find them! I feel alarm as my heart begins to beat faster. I feel the spot next to me. It's warm from his body, so he must've been taken lately. I push myself off of the mucky floor and poke my head out of our cattails-hut. I feel relief wash over me as I see Finnick washing himself down in the lake.
Oh thank- I begin to think then I realize that he's washing himself. Naked. Nude. In the raw. I haven't seen guy parts ever since I became blind. I was eleven when that happened so for three whole years I have never seen any guy parts. I blush brighter than Nudge's favorite little red dress she found in a magazine.
From the Perspective of Finnick Odair
I turn around to see Iggy staring at me looking redder than freshly caught salmon. I wave at him and he abruptly turns around to face the other way. What's with him? Is it about me killing Phox? Does he not want to see me anymore? Does he think I am murderer or something? I feel really guilty for no reason. I did kill Phox, but Iggy killed Valencia and even I couldn't kill her. I scowl angrily, Iggy shouldn't judge me if he did the same thing.
"Um, Finnick?" he says, "can you, uh, y'know… cover up?" He is still facing the other way, but I can tell he is still blushing. Oh it's not about yesterday, I feel relieved. I never really thought that he would be embarrassed about me being naked, but he was blind for what he says is his whole life. I don't really believe his story, but I'm not going to pry. I can't help but smile at his innocence. I'm his age, but I don't even think twice about stripping down. I pull on my pants and shirt. I've washed most of the blood and dirt off so I tell him its fine to turn around.
"Haven't you ever seen a guy in their birthday suit?" I taunt as I throw my arm over his shoulder after a while. He gives me a self-conscious smile and shakes his head. I shrug and sit down on the mucky ground. Iggy sits down next to me.
After a moment of silence Iggy asks, "So, um, who is Valencia, Phox, and Rupalia? I mean, who were they." Iggy looks at his feet awkwardly. He glances at me, sees my discomfort and adds, "how about you teach me to fish instead?"
"Nah, its cool." I say, "Why don't I teach you to fish while I tell you. Grab that knife for your fishing tool." I pick up my trident and stroll towards the water. Iggy follows me down.