*A/N: Last chapter! I hope you all enjoyed it! :) It's still up in the air though if i'm going to do an epilogue or not. I have an idea for it, but i'm not 100% sure. So if you guys review it, just mention in the review if you would like an epilogue. I'm asking people on tumblr too so we'll see! Thanks so much for reading everyone!*

I crashed through branches and tripped over rocks, barely feeling a thing. I didn't even care about coming home anymore. As scattered as my thoughts were, one thing became clear: These games were wrong. My family was wrong.

I was raised for these games. My whole life revolved around these games. And for what? A chance of glory? A chance to make my family proud? It's just like the phrase 'get rich or die trying.' This was what these games were. I never got to live my life. Like really live it.

Without slowing down, I looked up. The sun signaled it was a little afternoon. Almost right after, I heard a twig snap. I came to a grinding halt and pulled out my sword. I could feel the fury burning my cheeks, stinging my eyes. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a flash of movement. There was Thresh, running straight for me.

I had to kill him. Surviving his attack was the last thing on my mind. Even if he killed me, if I could get him first, I would be fine. I charged straight for him with my sword out. Fear swelled in his eyes as he began to turn around and run away. Unfortunately for him, it was too late.

I lunged onto his back and slit his throat with my sword. He fell on his knees, reaching for his neck. I wasn't finished. As he began to choke on his blood, he looked at me. Begging me to put him out of his misery. I knelt over him and whispered. "You killed Clove. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't make this as painful as possible?" His eyes went wide. I stuck my sword straight in his eye. The gargling noises coming out of his mouth began to slow and eventually stop. After I gouged out one, I went for the other. Blood was spattered all over my face and arm. The cannon sounded halfway through the first, but I didn't care. I was upset that he was already dead. He needed to suffer. If he couldn't suffer, then his family would have to do.

I began to hack at his arm, until I reached bone. One final cut and his arm was off and tossed to the side. Same with the other arm. Then his legs. And then his head. I threw them all away, stood up, and screamed. Once I was satisfied, I stood up and began to run, not giving the brutality a second thought.

The cornucopia. That's where I'd go. Somewhere I know. Somewhere that's easy for me to get to, and somewhere that no one can hide from me.

As I ran to the cornucopia, it began to get dark. Impossible. The sun was just overhead. But already it was setting. I got to the cornucopia and stood by it, daring anyone to come and find me.

A howl. Multiple howls. They sounded like dogs. I kept my guard up. Out of nowhere, a dog lunged at me, grabbing anything it could sink it's teeth into. With no problem I stabbed it in the chest and got it off of me. "Fuckin mutts…" I muttered under my breath. Its face, however, looked familiar. I bent down to look at it. Its eyes looked so familiar. Hearing more coming however, I jumped back up and looked around.

I couldn't believe my luck. Katniss and Peeta came running from the other way, climbing on top of the cornucopia to get away from three mutts. I climbed up behind them and punched Peeta in the jaw.

Ignoring him for the time being, I turned to Katniss, and went straight for her neck. I pushed her down and smashed her head into the cornucopia a few times. I hung her head over the side, just barely where the mutts could reach her. Before I could do anything else, someone's hands went around my waist, and I was flung back a good five feet.

Everything was a blur. Arms and legs were flying everywhere, with dogs growling underneath us. Blood was spurted everywhere, and I felt it run down my face. Finally I ended up with Peeta. I wrapped my arm around his neck and pointed my sword at Katniss, who aimed her bow at me, ready to fire at any moment.

I started to laugh. And then cry. My body shook uncontrollably as the tears began to flow.

"Go on. Shoot. Then we both go down and you win." I looked at Katniss and began to speak. "Go on. I'm dead anyway." My voice began to break, as tears fell harder. "I always was, right? I couldn't tell until now." Anger began to set in. "How's that?" I looked up at the sky. "IS THAT WHAT THEY WANT? HUH?" I didn't know who that was directed to, the Capitol or my family. "Huh?" Katniss readjusted her bow for my chest. "I can still do this. I can still do this – One more kill. It's the only thing I know how to do, bringing pride to my district." I felt Peeta's finger on my hand. Tears began to flow harder now. "Not that it matters."

With that, Katniss shot me in the hand, making me lose my grip. Peeta quickly turned around and pushed me. As I hit the ground, the mutts were immediately on top of me.

I saw my allies' eyes first. Glimmer, Marvel, and worse, Clove. They were the first to attack. My suit of armor was so strong that they couldn't break through it, as much as they tried. The went after my face, arms and legs while others still tried to break through my armor.

I cried out in pain and tried to throw them off of me. My sword fell out of my hands when Peeta pushed me, and I had no idea where it landed. The pain became greater as I began to bleed out.

I failed. I failed Clove. I failed my district. I failed my family. I failed Cora.

I was dying and there was nothing I could do about it.

Through the pain, I looked up at Katniss who was watching, tears welling in her eyes. I uttered one word I hoped she would hear. One word I hoped she would understand.

"Please."

She lifted her arrow and shot me in the head.

As the pain began to subside, and my vision went blurry, I managed to say one more thing. Something I hoped the camera would catch.

"I'm sorry, Cora."