I finally had time to get this on here.. and type it up... My brother had been using the computer like mad so I haven't been able to get on 'till now... Thanks bro... Plus, I had to go to his chorus concert on tuesday, my orchestra concert on wednesday, and my chorus concert on thurday. So its been a busy week for me and I only now had time to get on the computer :( Anywho, I ddi a different persons pov in this, you'll have to read to find out... I know I stink at spelling and grammer :), but I try soo please don't kill me! PLEASE review! I REALLY appercate feedback (haha feedback! Science inside joke...) Now, chapter 18,
Chapter 18
Clove
Yeah, the hallucinations didn't last as long for me because I've encountered Tracker Jackers before. But, the few I had were as horrible as hell. I'm not over exaggerating.
The first vision was of Cato, they all were of Cato. Cato was sitting on the ground in the arena and Glimmer was next to him. He pulled her closer to her and kissed her full on the mouth, as passionately as he kissed me sometimes. I wanted to kill her, but I was rooted to the spot. The next thing that passed through my mind was to scream and run, but my legs wouldn't cooperate.
The vision changed and we were back in district 2. Cato was down in my basement, using his sword to cut up dummies. I couldn't tell if it was before or after the games.
He put down his sword and went over to the knife throwing station. He picked one up, and threw it at a peacekeeper that had just entered the room.
Soon, the room had filled up with peacekeepers, blinding me with their insanely white uniforms.
They grabbed him and started pulling him toward the door. How was that possible? He was way more skilled and powerful than all the peacekeepers combined. Heck, I was more skilled than them.
I found that my vocal cords, which were previously not working, were functioning again. So what does my hallucination self do? Scream in Latin of course.
"Non, non! Cato non! Ne te! Non!" I screamed to him. No, no! Cato no! Don't let them take you! No! The peacekeepers never gave me a second glance.
I felt myself being pulled from the hallucination.
I started gasping for breath and my eyes fluttered open. My first thought was, Cato, and, why am I soaking wet?
I looked up and was bombarded by a waterfall of sunlight, burning my eyes. I blinked my eyes a couple more times to get used to the sunlight.
After my eyes got used to the light, I noticed that I was floating in the lake. And of course, the only thing on my mind was, where are my knives? I didn't even care to wonder if the others were alright. Ok, Cato and Marvel might have crossed my mind, but I could have cared less about Glimmer.
I dropped into a standing position and started treading water. I looked around the lake to see who else was there. Marvel, Odyssey, and Reese where all floating in the lake. I breathed a sigh of relief, but that only lasted a second. Panic coursed through me, where was Cato?
"Clove!" a voice called to me. I turned to see Cato running down toward the lake. I let out a breath I had no idea I'd been holding. He was fine, and apparently unaffected by the Tracker Jackers, not that I was surprised.
I started swimming toward the shore. I heard a splash behind me and turned to see Marvel had woken up as well, but he couldn't swim.
I rolled my eyes at him and swam over to help him. I grabbed his arm and pulled him toward the grass. I used only one arm to swim all the way back to land, which was about twenty yards away.
I pulled him onto the grass and collapsed onto the ground. Cato came over to us. "How are you too? Feeling ok?" he asked, concern filling his voice.
I pulled of my jacket and threw it to the side. "Can you check for my knives? I don't know if they fell out in the lake or not."
He nodded, grabbed my red jacket, and searched through it for my knives.
"Your good, They're all here," he told me.
I nodded and fell back onto the grass. Cato came and sat between Marvel and me.
Marvel sat up on his elbows, "Didn't you get stung? And where's Glimmer? I don't see her in the lake."
Cato tensed up. I noticed the sun had gone down, we would find out what happened to Glimmer in a few seconds.
Just as it crossed my mind, the anthem started playing. I looked to the sky and saw Glimmer's smiling face. Oh, and the boy from 10.
Cato sighed, "Tracker Jackers got her, there was nothing I could do when I got back to the clearing. Fire Girl took her bow, and I killed the boy from 10. Oh yeah, and I cut Lover Boy's leg up real good."
Marvel just nodded, he didn't seem phased at all that his district partner had died. I couldn't blame him, I wasn't either. Glimmer was just a pain, and she slowed us down.
"Cato, where are my spears?" he asked.
"Cornucopia, you must have dropped them on your way down to the lake."
I felt the temperature in the arena drop twenty degrees in about a second. I was chilled to the bone because I was still dripping wet.
"I'll make a fire," Cato suggested. I nodded and followed him up toward the cornucopia. The two in the lake crossed my mind for a second, but they weren't as close to me as Cato and Marvel. Marvel was like my brother, and Cato… well, you know.
We built the fire then huddled in a group around it. We didn't care if anyone saw our fire; if they tried to attack us they were insane.
I grabbed my backpack and pulled out the sharpener I had found the first day. I grabbed one of my knives and started to sharpen it. Didn't want Fire Girl's death to be slow because my knives weren't sharp, I wanted it to be slow and painful.
"Can I use that?" Cato asked me.
I nodded and handed him the sharpener. He grabbed his sword and started running it along the shining silver of the sharpener. The screeching of the sword against the sharpener rang out through the night. It made me smile, I was used to sitting outside next to a fire with Cato sharpening his sword. We would go to the the forest near my house and spend the summer nights back there. It was much more calming then anywhere else in the entire world. Just sitting there, staring at the stars, with the person you love.
I pulled myself out of flashback moment to think about who was left to kill. Fire Girl, Lover Boy, somehow both from 11, the girl from 5, and our group. Only about ten people left, we still had a way to go. I knew what my next target would be, but I didn't know how the others would take it.
"We need to eliminate Odyssey and Reese, they're becoming just a burned to carry," I said, voicing my opinion.
Marvel nodded, "I agree, but not yet. Give them sometime, maybe they'll prove to be more useful than we think." I saw the logic in Marvel's idea, but what could we possibly need them for? Other than...
"We use them as targets. If someone tries to attack us, we throw them in front," I told them. They both nodded in agreement. Now, we had an insurance policy of sorts. Sweet.
I laid down on the cool grass and started to nod off. That was the calmest night in the arena.
Marvel
I didn't care at all that Glimmer had been killed. I never had any attachment to her, like I did with Cato and Clove. She just wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, especially when it came to making new friends. Everyone in the district knew that she had only ever had one real friend; Ree.
I laid back on the grass and looked over at my two friends. They were lying so innocently on the grass, only as close as they could get with out arousing suspicions. I knew Cato was the one Clove was talking about in her interview, but I didn't know if anyone else knew. I'm just very good at figuring people out. For example, I knew that both of them weren't really the cold hear ted killers they made themselves out to be. I'd watched their reaping, I knew they were both sympathetic.
"Marvel?" Cato asked.
"What?"
"You know don't you."
I nodded and laid back on the grass myself. Cato was like a brother to me, and Clove a sister. I would protect both of them to the death, and I knew they would protect me.
Did i fail epicly at Marvel's pov? I'm guessing I did because I have no self confedence when it comes to my writing... Anyway, I might ha ve trouble getting the next chapter typed because 1. my bros using the normal computer, 2. this laptop I'm using doesn't have word so really I have no clue how to start a document, and 3. I'm a busy person and finals are next week... fun... So I'll try to get it up as soon as possible (which sadly might be about a week, but please bear [that was wrong, wasn't it?] with me). PLEASE review! I REALLY like to know what people think of my writing!
THANKS
KATE