Hi! So this chapter took me a LONG time to write and it was really difficult so I hope you enjoy it! :)
Dahlia's POV:
The 76th Hunger Games have begun. I ignore the race or tributes into the cornucopia and run as fast as I can to the backpack. By the time I get there, other tributes are just getting a hold of weapons and are starting to kill. I have to time to look for Coltin or Camellia or Sanden before I run into the Jungle, weaponless. And that's when I spot an axe laying a few yards away from me. I know it's risky but I run for it. I grab it but a girl is now coming towards me with a sword. She swing and I dodge. Then I panic and close my eyes and throw the axe at the girl. I open my eyes to see her face down on the ground. Before anyone else can attack me, I grab her sword, not wanting to pull the bloody axe from her dead body, and run into the nearest opening of the jungle. I take my parent's advice and run. I run until there's no end, and when I can't run anymore, I climb the nearest tree. It's huge and covered with vines and leaves. I am hidden.
I sit on the tree branch for a few minutes and then I finally hear the booms of the cannons. I have made it past the blood bath. I count each cannon as they go off. 26 tributes were sent into the arena. Only 14 of them are alive. 12 tributes died in the bloodbath. I killed one.
I climb down from my tree and cautiously make my way back to the cornucopia. It takes me a while because I ran so far away but I finally make it and I peek through the bushes to see the careers at the cornucopia. I look across the cornucopia and I see a quick glance of Sanden, followed by Coltin. I let out a sigh of relief knowing Coltin and Sanden's alive. Now all I have to worry about is Camellia. It takes them a while to get around to my side but when they finally do, I feel more confident, not being alone.
I slowly come out of the bush, not wanting to scare them. Sanden sees me first. "Dahlia!" he says and Coltin turns around with a relieve expression on his face.
"Dahlia," he whispers and I smile. I know now that I really like Coltin. But I know we can never be together because one of us is going to die. But I push that thought out of my mind and focus on what's happening now.
"We haven't found Camellia yet," Sanden starts. "I saw her run into the jungle so I don't think she was killed."
"We'll just keep looking," I say and they nod their heads and we continue to look for Camellia. We walk for a while until I hear my name being whispered behind me. I turn around to see Camellia in the bush. "Camellia!" I exclaim and she jumps out of the bush. I notice how she has the bow in her hand.
"For you," she says handing me the bow and arrows and I give her the sword.
"Thank you so much Camellia," I say.
"Okay, so let's find a safe place in the jungle where we can see what supplies we have, hunt, and sleep," Sanden says and we all venture into the jungle. We want to get away from the cornucopia as much as possible.
After walking for what seems to be hours, we find a spot near the river, surrounded by trees. Luckily, everyone grabbed a backpack so we all have supplies. In my bag, I have rope, water thermal, a pair of goggles that I learned in training that they are night vision goggles. Everybody has basically the same thing. Coltin has a sack of apples in his bag and Camellia had a bag of oats. Everyone has a weapon. Sanden had an axe which he traded Coltin for a knife. So now Camellia has the sword, I have the bow, Sanden has a knife and Coltin has his axe.
I think back at the bloodbath when I used an axe to kill a tribute. If it wasn't for Coltin, I wouldn't have known how to use an axe. So I have Coltin to thank.
We all decide that we need to hunt so the boys stay at our area, and Camellia and I hunt for food. We come back with a squirrel that I shot and Camellia picked some fresh herbs and berries that I made sure wasn't nightlock and are safe to eat.
We saver our food and save the rest for breakfast. Then we all lay back and watch the night sky for the fallen tributes. I see the boy from 10 with the medical problems in the sky, and I feel back. Because of his problems, he didn't stand a chance against the careers. After watching 12 faces flash in the sky, I figure out who's left.
Both tributes from 1 and 2, the careers. The girl from 3, The girl from 6, The volunteer girl from 8, The boy from 9, Girl form 11, the boy from 13, Sanden, Camellia, Coltin and me.
I lay on my back, watching the night sky for a while, unable to sleep. Coltin is on night watch so it's not like I'm alone. I sit up, suddenly feeling very cold and scared. I feel like someone's watching us but I've had that feeling ever since I entered the arena. I know all of Panem is watching but it feels different.
Coltin sits up too, seeing that I'm awake. He sees a worried expression on my face. I try to hide it but it's too late.
"Are you okay?" He asks. Honestly, I don't know. Well I'm in the Hunger Games right now, so no, I'm not really 'okay'.
"Yeah, I'm just… scared," I admit. It's Coltin I'm talking to. He always makes me feel better. He stands up and comes and sits next to me.
"Me too," He says. "but I feel better knowing that I'm not alone."
"Yes, me too," I say, having another awkward silence.
"We'll just take it one day as it comes," he tells me. And I nod my head, all the sudden feeling very sleepy since I got barley any sleep the night before.
"You should get some sleep," Coltin tells me.
"Okay, good night," I say.
"Good night, Dahlia." He says and I lay back down and Coltin goes back to his spot. I close my eyes, repeating the words, you will wake up tomorrow, you will wake up tomorrow. And with that, I fall asleep.
So I will try to update again soon, but only if you guys update. If I don't get at lease 15 reveiws for this chapter, no update! So make sure you review! Thanks! :)
And once again (I'm doing this a lot but its true) Thanks Hungergamesforlife47 for helping me and thanks to her, I finally have a plan for the arena and she helps me when I'm stuck and forces me to write. Thanks gurl! :)))
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~GirlOnFire99
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