Author's Note: Hallow again! XD Well…just keep reading…I don't really have much to say about this chapter, da~! Well…except it is pathetically short compared to the last chapter, da……OTL EXTREAMLY SHORT CHAPTER!!!!!

Ludwig saw the blood start to well around his feet and Feliciano's body. He heard the canon fire and knew his lover was gone…for good.

He felt so many different emotions running through his mind. Love, regret, horror, sadness, failure, anger, loss, and something else. Something else he could put his finger on.

All he knew at that point in time was that he was going to find that Austrian, Roderich.

He saw the ship land behind him, and before the tears came, he ran. He knew he wouldn't be able to stand seeing Feliciano be taken away like that.

He ran through the forest at top speed.

He had to try to remember where Feliciano had pointed to just before he killed him.

He went back to the large tree where they had rested.

He saw a small puddle of Feliciano's blood on the forest floor.

He saw foot prints and spotted some pushed down shrubbery off to one side and then he knew where to go.

Ludwig followed the trail as far as it would lead, until the leaves took over the ground and made it so Roderich had left no foot prints.

Like wise, the leaves were all fresh and green so you couldn't tell by the ones that were broken and crumpled and follow those either.

The bushes and things that would have to be broken or pushed out of the way seemed to randomly disappear also, making the trail even harder to follow.

Now Ludwig had to just rely on instinct. He sighed deeply before stalking off in the direction of the clearest path.

Roderich is a sissy, he figured, he would never try to crawl around on the ground. He would take the easy way out.

Ludwig loaded his gun; making sure he would be ready. In his mind he prepared the speech he would give Roderich when he found him.

Ludwig wiped a hand across his forehead, taking the accumulated sweat with him.

When he found that guy he would--…well…actually he wasn't quite sure what he would do just yet.

Roderich sighed when he heard the canon fire. He knew how Ludwig would react; he knew Ludwig would Feliciano. Roderich was starting to feel bad.

Feliciano was a good kid; he never did anything to Roderich. But Roderich knew that the one thing that would make Gilbert proud of him now was to win.

That's just what Roderich planned to do.

He heard a twig snap and turned his head to see Ludwig, gun in hand, making his way through the small amount of trees only a few meters away.

Ludwig hadn't spotted Roderich; well, he hadn't spotted him yet anyway. Roderich was determined to keep it that way.

He slowly lowered his body to the ground to lie flat on his stomach, out of view from the German.

Roderich sighed quietly. Soon, this would all be over.

Not that he particularly wanted it to be over. Roderich sort of liked the Games.

Roderich knew they could've maybe made a stand against the Capitol if no one had killed anyone. That's what Roderich was hoping for when he was called up to be in the Games; that's why he was one of the few who actually listened to Mathew.

Roderich's stomach growled; he hadn't eaten all day. He lifted his head up slowly to see if Ludwig was there. He didn't see the German anywhere so he stood up slowly. He dusted off his backside and began thinking about how he would obtain food with out a weapon or knowledge of which plants he could eat.

Roderich's body turned ice cold as he felt a hand grip his shoulder.

Ludwig turned Roderich around to face him as he cornered the smaller male against a tree.

Ludwig narrowed his eyes at Roderich. "You think you're so much better than everyone else, don't you Roderich?" He said, glaring at the Austrian. The gun still clutched in his right hand and blood still splattered on his face.

Roderich just glared back at the German.

"You think you can do whatever you want, right?"

Silence.

"RIGHT!?" Ludwig yelled. "I bet you think I'm gonna kill you so you can go live happily ever after with Gilbert, don't you?"

Roderich looked shocked.

"Well, you deserve a happy life. You've drifted by in this game doing absolutely nothing to anyone. If it hadn't been for hitting Feliciano a little while ago, I would've thought you were a saint. That's what you want people to think, isn't it?"

Roderich's face was expressionless.

"Well, you know what Roderich? I'm not always nice. And you know what else, Roderich?" Ludwig lifted the gun up and pointed it at his target.

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End Note: So? How was it? Please review!

Wow…that was really, really short…OTL…I just couldn't think of anyway to extend the chapter, plus I'm starting to get really anxious about finishing the story, da~! I actually started writing this chapter and the beginning of the next chapter while I was working on chapter 15, da…) _)

So…yeah…XD

Um…since I haven't said this in a bit, thank you to all my readers and reviewers and favorite-ers and subscribers, da~! Thank you for reading (and hopefully liking) my story! C'X

Oh, and sorry for the tiny-ish cliff hanger, there…uh…didn't really mean to make it that way, but I'll try to have next chapter up as soon as possible so you won't have to deal for long, da~?

'Kay! I shuddup now!