Day 4: Afternoon
Kleo Miller, D2
The smell of cooking fish entered Kleo's nose as her eyes fluttered open. The meat was being turned over the fire and its flesh was being cooked to perfection. Her eyes adjusted to the brightness of the day and she saw Predator working his magic on the fish. That scrawny girl from 8 had plates and utensils ready for everyone but herself. Was she just not going to eat? Kleo lifted her head and caught Predator's attention.
"Good afternoon, sleeping beauty." He said as she rubbed her eyes. "Want some fish? It's freshly cooked." Kleo glanced around the camp, realizing that she and Predator were the only two around.
"Where's Ian and my brother?" She asked, her tone more panicked than she wanted.
"Down by the lake, fishing." Predator replied, placing slices of fish meat on a plate and handed it to her. "Caden suggested we eat something fresh, and Ian suggested that they go fishing. They left me behind to keep an eye on you." Kleo held the plate in her hands, looking at the freshly cooked animal. The girl from 8 silently handed her a fork, acting much like an Avox would.
Kleo cut the meat into small pieces and placed the food in her mouth. It was lightly seasoned, but fish don't come that seasoned. Predator must have done some nice handiwork with the fish to make it taste good. Of course he did; he's from the fish district. He knows what to put into fish to make it taste good. But, Predator could also be good at fishing, probably better than Caden or Ian. Why would he stay behind and not practice his trade? Kleo pushed those nagging thoughts from her mind as she continued to eat the fish.
Predator grabbed his plate and sat next to Kleo. They ate their meat in silence as they both waited for something to happen. Caden and Ian's return, a tribute attack, or Flim choking on something. Something needed to happen to stop the creepy silence that overtook the two tributes. The only sounds came from silverware on the plates as the fish came from the plates to their mouths. Kleo didn't look to Predator, only the fish that was in front of her. Something happen...
"I see you're finally awake." Caden's voice was heard as Kleo looked up. Caden dropped a net that carried six fish next to Predator and grabbed a plate from Flim. "How did you sleep?"
"How long was I out?" Kleo asked.
"Since last night. I told you that you needed the sleep, Kleo." Ian stated as Flim handed him a plate of fish. "I promise, tonight we will go tribute hunting."
"Good." Kleo joked. "My knife is begging to kill someone." Caden smiled at his sister as he began to eat his fish too. Only people from District 4 can make a perfectly seasoned fish. Go figure on that one. The rest of the alliance, excluding Flim, continued to eat their fish in silence and were waiting for the nightly death toll.
Playton Reyes, D12
From behind the barren trees, Playton and Saely saw the Careers eating fish and joking around. Saely's sponsor spear was in Playton's hands, clutched and ready to throw. It took them all morning to climb down from the mountains and reached back to the Cornucopia, where Playton's note told him to go. The Careers and that girl from 8 were just sitting around, eating cooked fish. Maybe those Careers were given that fish by sponsors. Ugh! They are so lazy.
"Which one should I take out?" Playton whispered. Saely's eyes looked over the Careers.
"The one with the black hair." She replied. He was sitting next to the girl from 2, and he wasn't as strong and built as the boy from 2. Playton nodded and moved a little closer to the horn of plenty. The Careers acted like they haven't got a care in the world, like they are on a picnic or something. They are acting like they aren't even in the Hunger Games. Something like that can lead to their downfall. Playton raised the spear over his shoulder and aimed it at the District 1 boy. He took deep and steady breaths and kept his aim. He jutted his arm and the spear flew in the air. It landed in his back, drawing blood and staining his clothes red.
"Ian!" The girl from 2 screeched as Ian fell over. "What the hell...? Caden! Get them!" The girl pointed to Playton and Saely as her brother sprinted to the pair. She followed as grabbed Saely by her hair. The boy from 4 grabbed a knife from the 8 girl as the siblings brought the little alliance over. Orders were being barked and the 8 girl was handing over rope and more weapons. The 2 girl had a tight grip on Saely's hair as she tied her up. The rope was tightened against Saely's body as Playton was being tied up from the 2 boy.
Boom! Ian's cannon sounded as the lovers were tied up. The girl from 8 grabbed the spear from his body and took it back to the Cornucopia. The Careers looked to their prey and saw the genuine fear in their eyes. That is something you always shoot for. The boy from 2 had a knife in his hands and he looked to the younger boy. That twelve-year-old volunteer from 12 is nothing but a casualty and he will never leave the arena. The girl from 2 grabbed Saely's head and made her watch the knife slice Playton's throat cleanly and his blood spill on the arena floor.
"PLAYTON!" Saely screeched as Playton began to bleed out. Tears pricked her eyes as Playton's limp body fell to the desert floor. Boom! Playton's cannon, the one that should have never sounded, went off. Saely's screams and cries were heard all over the arena, crying out for the little boy that shouldn't have died.
"Eight!" Caden screamed. The girl went to his side. "Untie this boy and move him into a clearing. The hovercraft will get him soon." The girl nodded silently and went to Playton's body. Saely's cries grew louder and louder as Playton's dead body was dragged to a clearing.
"Now. What can we do with you?" Caden teased as the knife went to her cheek. "Sorry about that boy. You know, love doesn't last in the arena. And now, you will join your loverboy in death. Have a wonderful journey to hell, sweetheart." Saely's tear-stricken face was now mixed with blood as Caden cut her cheeks and began to torture her. Life was draining from her body as the silver weapon met her skin. Such beauty can cause such damage to a person. The damage set in and her life turned into nothing.
Sheila Carwell, D7
Linden's killer is here. Sheila read the note again and she was looking at the Cornucopia. Two bloody bodies and a tied up girl were at the horn of plenty. Sheila saw the sibling pair from 2, the boy from 4, and the girl from 8 around the horn and she heard cries and screams of distress. The girl in the ropes was covered in blood and she was screaming for her life. Sheila recognized her. She was the girl from 11 who was getting too close with the boy from 12. Maybe that is why she is screaming for her life.
With no weapons to help her, Sheila moved forward silently to the girl from 8, who was helping the Careers. What would her family being saying back at home? Everyone detests the Careers and they are nothing but selfish killing machines. The girl from 8 is untying knots and having great trouble in doing so. The Careers are still working on the 11 girl, so Sheila walked up to behind 8 and quickly wrapped her hands around her throat, cutting off her air supply. The girl gagged and tried to call for help, but nothing could escape her throat. Sheila's hands grew tired, but she kept a tight grip on 8's throat. 8 scratched Sheila's hands, but nothing could convince her to let go. She helped kill Linden, and for that she must die.
Boom! Boom! Two cannons? The girl from 11 must have died. Sheila dropped 8 and quickly ran to the forest to be away from the Career's wrath. She dodged every tree in her path and ran as fast as she could to get away from the Cornucopia. Her feet continued to pound the floor as she ran away from the deadly Careers and the four dead bodies she saw. Trees passed her quickly and she continued to run. Where was she going? The greenery continued to increase and she knew she was probably heading into the deeper part of the forest. Anywhere away from the Careers is good enough for her.
When the greenery was deep and lush, Sheila stopped and caught her breath. After she had enough air in her lungs, she looked down to her hands that were covered in scars. Blood trickled from the scars and Sheila could only form one thought in her mind: I have turned into a killer. She kicked leaves and branches that were beside her and got all of her thoughts out. Because she wanted to avenge Linden's death, she had to turn into a ruthless killer. And now, all of Panem saw her turn into a savage like the Careers.
The Fallen:
Ian Strace, District 1: Speared by Playton
Flim Tayles, District 8: Strangled by Sheila
Saely May Taylor, District 11: Killed by Caden
Playton Reyes, District 12: Throat slit by Caden
A/N: Four more tributes bite the dust. And, with those four gone, we have reached the top 8 players. I will intertwine the family interviews in the Games, so expect a break from the killing and see what their family and friends are thinking. A new poll is on my page and only two choices remain, since one alliance has been killed off. Yes, we say good-bye to the star-crossed lovers. :( But, we still have 7 players to go until we reach our victor. I promise I will try to write slower to draw these Games out. :)