InuYasha and I sat in silence when Miroku left. "What kind of mentor just tells the tributes they'll find out in the arena?! What a jerk! He slapped me too! He's the worst!" I yelled.
"Calm down, Kagome. We both know none of the tributes in our district have won except for him. There's no point in doing it anymore. We'll die like the other nineteen tributes and one will be the victor," InuYasha said.
I ran over to him and slapped him across the face as hard as I could. "I don't care if you die, but I'm not going without a fight that'll leave them on the verge of death. Unlike you InuYasha, I have something to return to."
InuYasha grabbed my wrist and twisted it, making me bend over. "Do you think you can kill twenty-one people, Kagome? You've only fought and killed animals."
"It's the same thing. They're just bigger and easier targets."
"Not when they're from the Career districts. I bet they're animals are more fiercer than any bear you'll ever fight, that is if you get to fight one after this.
I was tempted to slap him again, but our so-called mentor stumbled back into the room.
"Stop talking about animals. It's so annoying," he sighed.
"If you're not going to tell us how to win, just take your drinks and leave please," I snarled. Miroku looked at me and then took a bottle of whiskey and poured it into a glass.
"Here's how you win. You survive," he simple said.
Survive? How exactly do you survive against twenty-one killers?!
"How?"
"You run and hunt. Don't trust anyone, especially the Careers. Find water and high ground. If you hear anything suspicious, run like hell. That's how I did it," he explained.
Somehow, it all seemed way too easy.
"You make it sound like a game of you can survive the longest," InuYasha scoffed.
"That's because it is. Make one mistake and it's all over," Miroku said.
Would I make a mistake once I got there?