Hey guys! This is Thresh's chapter...it's pretty short, but I didn't want to drag it out too much. I did enjoy writing it, and I think you'll like it, too. Up next is Glimmer, then the District 10 boy's. I'm not sure which one I want to do after that, but I have ideas for a Gale one, a Madge one, a Prim one, a Mrs. Mellark one, an Effie one, a Mrs. Everdeen one, and a Caesar Flickerman one, along with a few others. In your review, just say which one you'd want to read the soonest, and I'll write it! Thank you for reading and all your great reviews!
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I wonder if I made a mistake, letting her live. What if all the others die, and it's just the two of us? I don't want to kill her.
Then again, I haven't wanted to kill any of the other tributes that have gotten in my way, and yet, they're all dead.
It's not even just the thing with that little girl, Rue. I'd respect her anyway, though maybe not as much. She's the only one here with a sense of honor, a sense of dignity, aside from me.
The red-head girl hides in the forest, sneaks out to steal food, then, at first sight of danger, bolts back to the safety of the trees. She's slippery and sly, but has no courage. She does not understand. Neither does Cato, or the dead girl, Clove. I don't know what they do to them in District 2, but it turns them into monsters. They barely seem human anymore, let alone a human with honor. As for the wounded boy from District 12…I don't know him that well, but he's at least got some sense of loyalty, more than the murderer Cato does.
I don't know why it is only she and I share that sense of honor, that understanding that no debt can be left unpaid. Maybe we're born with it. Maybe if you grow up hungry, you acquire it. It doesn't really matter, though.
If I win these Games, that will be fine with me. My debt-the debt of the people of District 11-to her has been repaid. But if I don't win-And that's starting to look very likely-, she has to.