I saw that a lot of people read my Clove story. If you haven't and you're a big fan of Clove, you should read it.
The anthem starts playing. We all look up and see a boy from 3, a girl from 3, a girl from 5, both boys from six, the boy from 7 (who I killed and knocked off the mountain), the girl from 8 (who tried to sneak up on me), the twins from 9, one of the girls from 10, a boy from 11, and a girl from 11. I'm glad the twins are gone, I'm pretty sure they were insane. That's not saying much though, most of the tributes go insane before their death. They were just ahead of the game.
We gather some weapons and decide that we should take turns keeping watch, so we can keep the supplies for as long as possible. Sheen is the first to take his turn and Vincent stays with him. The rest of us set out. Outside of our wall of rock, the slope goes straight down five feet, but slopes gradually after that. About halfway down, trees start growing and at the bottom, it forms into a forest. It's actually a relatively short mountain, but no covering and a career pack at the top is pretty hard to beat.
We head down to the forest and start looking. No one has bothered to start a fire, because it's so hot. We come to a lake and fill our bottles and canteens. I suggest hiding around here, because at least one tribute is sure to come back for water. Cliff and Fiona agree wholeheartedly. The rest of the pack decide we should try it for a little while, but move on if no one shows up. We all find hiding places, Allison and I in a tree together. We stay there, not making a sound, for a long time. I've almost convinced myself to tell them we should just move on when there's a rustle to my left. Allison and I stiffen in our tree.
The boy and girl left from 5 jump onto the clearing. Ares looks up at me, waiting for a cue, but I shake my head slightly. I want to see if they have information first. They run over to the lake and gulp the water. They fill their bottles and stumble over to sit down at the base of our tree.
"I can't believe there're no other water sources!" the girl gasps. "Well there was the spring," the boy reasons. "But that's guarded by District 12 and they still have all three tributes," the girl continues. "We'll just pick them off. Or maybe the careers will get them. Don't worry, Kayla, we'll make it home," the boy reassures her. That's enough for me. I know the whereabouts of three more tributes, and I don't want to know these personally. I nod at Ares, then Allison and I slip out of the tree.
We land on the opposite side of the trunk and we each grab a tribute from behind. Kayla squeals. "Shut up or we'll make it painful," Fabio says, emerging from behind a tree. All of the careers are clustered around us now. There will be no escaping. "What do you want?" the boy asks, "What can we give you?" "Information," I whisper in his ear, "Where's the spring?" "About a mile from the way we were coming," he stammers. "Have you seen any other tributes?" Fiona asks. "No," Kayla says. I slit the boy's throat. A cannon fires. "No!" Kayla yells. She jumps out of Allison's arms with sudden strength. Ares pins her down. Nick and Amiens stand on both sides of her. They get knives and stab her arms. She cries out in pain. "We said no trouble," Fabio says as he stabs her through the heart. A cannon fires. Fabio is starting to scare me.
Our next move is to go to the spring. When we get there, we see the two girls and boy from 12. I glance at Fiona. She gets her bow and arrow. She shoots one of the girls. A cannon fires and the other girl screams. The boy starts to drag her off, but Fabio steps out and stabs the boy with his sword. He leans down to finish the girl. "Wait!" I yell, "Have you seen any other tributes?" "The ones from 5," she says. "We saw them. Anyone else?" I ask. "I saw the boy from 11 run in the other direction after the bloodbath, but no one else. Too hectic." I nod. Amiens stabs her. Another cannon. "Can we just go back?" I ask. The group agrees with me.
When we get there, Vincent and Sheen rush over. "What happened? Who did you kill?" they ask frantically. We recount the events of the night. The alliance agrees that we should go to bed. As skilled as we were at the bloodbath, there are not many sleeping bags left. Luckily, it's hot, so we unzip the bags we do have and lay them out in a mass bed. Cliff keeps first watch. I lie down next to Vincent and Ares. We're all pretty tired after being used to the nice capital treatment, so we end up with three watches. I have third watch. Fiona shakes me awake. I realize that I've rolled over and leaned against Vincent. I get up, embarrassed that Fiona had seen it.
I go sit at the foot of the bags. It's actually mid afternoon by now, but we all need sleep. I think about my kills. In the training room, I was revolted at the idea of killing people, but here I'm doing it left and right. But here, I'm trying to make it home. These people are in my way and I have to push through them. I'm never going to admit these thoughts obviously. I feel like a murderer. I need to get home. I feel like a murderer. I need to get home. It runs through my head until people start waking up.
It's now evening and we decide to wait for the anthem before we go. Eventually, the anthem plays and we see the boy and girl from 5 and the three from 12. "Let's set out then," Sheen says. The cannon stops us. "I wonder who that was," I say. I turn around and see Amiens staggering backwards, a knife in his leg. Nick lying next to him, dead with a spear in his stomach. I whip my head around and see a glimpse of a hand as the person turns the corner and runs away.
Knowing that chasing the murderer is a lost cause, I turn around to help Amiens. We all cluster around him with various first aid supplies. I find gauze in one of the bags. Someone has already yanked out the knife, so I spray it with disinfectant spray and wrap it tightly with the gauze. Amiens is still awake, so we help him walk to the pile of supplies. After talking, we decide it's best to stay here for a while until our pack is less injured.
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