I had never been so determined in all of my life. I looked at the tribute and was ready to shoot them in the neck with an arrow at any time. The tribute looked at me like I was stupid.
"Fighting now Everdeen? Don't you think that baby is going to slow you down?" They teased. I remembered the baby at their words. I pushed away the thought immediately and continued to glare at them.
"You're the stupid one for thinking a pregnant seventeen year old can't fight for herself." I retorted sharply. The tribute broke out laughing.
"Obviously, you don't know." They chuckled. They know about Cinna and I talking? The thought entered my mind. I didn't have time to think about it. I pushed it away.
"If you think you're so smart, then why not kill me?" I challenged. I regret my choice of words as soon as they come out of my mouth. The tribute starts chasing after me. I run as fast as my feet can carry me to the beech shoreline. When I reach the water line, I run in. The water then got up to my neck. I dived in and swam like I was on fire. My body glided through the water like an arrow flying to a target. The tribute was still close behind me, but was starting to slow down. I smiled at my success. Then, pain. Pain hit my side like fire. I grasped my side and swam to the surface. I let out a shriek of pain from the blood that was heavily bleeding from the wound made. I looked up and saw the tribute standing above me with a menacing look. They were holding onto my hands.
"I thought you said I wasn't smart enough to catch you." They whispered, "Isn't it funny how I just caught you?" My eyes were full of begging and mercy. Please don't hurt me! I pleaded silently. The tribute then got into my face.
"I hope you don't mean something to someone. It'll be a shame if you did." They whispered before grabbing my shoulders and tossing me onto the rocky ledge they were on. I landed onto the rocks on my back, causing a shriek of pain to escape my mouth. A foot then landed on my chest and slammed down on my chest for what seemed like a thousand years. I screamed in pain, tears starting to fall down my cheeks. The tribute smiled at their work.
"Why aren't you fighting back?" They taunted. All I could do was cry in response. The tribute then bent down and started beating up my face with a stone they had found.
"STOP IT! PLEASE!" I begged as tears ran down my cheeks. The tribute just went back to beating my face with no mercy shown at all. I could then feel something snap. It wasn't a bone or vein. It was anger. I grabbed the rock and chucked it at the tribute's face. While the tribute was recovering from the shock, I grabbed the knife closest to me and lodged it in their throat. They gasped for air to fill their lungs. I dug the knife even deeper into their throat.
"Listen up now you pathetic waste of flesh. I'm going to give you one chance to live. If you don't use this chance, then I'll kill you. Got me?" I growled. They nodded their head as best as they could. "All you have to do is unlodge this knife from your throat." I whisper. The tribute tries to get the knife out of their neck, but fail terribly by driving the knife deeper.
"Y-You little bastard!" They rasp.
"I think I forgot to mention something about the deal." I whisper to them, "It would never matter if you got the knife out anyway. I still would have killed you." I then cut through all of the flesh in their neck, causing the tribute to drop dead. I recline back with satisfaction at their death. Birds then fly out of the forest. I hear a cannon fire. But as I look to see where the cannon came from, it wasn't for the tribute I just killed.
It was for someone else