Clove
You're going down, Fire Girl.
"I think…" I say, my voice sickly sweet. "I think we'll start with your mouth."
I trace her lips with the knife blade and she stares at me with a frightening intensity, unblinking. "Yes, I don't think you'll have much use for your lips anymore." I purr. "Want to blow Lover Boy one last kiss?"
She spits blood and spit in my face. I fill with rage and say, "All right then. Let's get started."
I start to cut the corner of her lip when someone's plucking me up. Katniss props herself up. I'm screaming in terror by now. The arm flips me around and then I'm tossed onto the ground.
And there's Thresh.
"What'd you do to that little girl? You kill her?" He shouts. Even his voice is massive. His golden brown eyes look eerily furious.
I scuttle backwards, absolutely terrified. "No! No! It wasn't me!" I shriek.
"You said her name. I heard you. You kill her?" He booms. His face flushes with anger and he screams at me, "You cut her up like you were going to cut up this girl here?"
"No! No, I-" I spot a small rock in his huge hand and start screeching for Cato, for him to come and save me from this enemy- I mean boy.
Cato yells my name but faintly. He's too far away to help now.
Thresh smashes the stone against my skull.
Pain.
I moan and the last thing I hear is Thresh telling Katniss to, "Run now, Fire Girl."
Katniss and I leave at the same time. Her, the Feast. Me, the world.