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Alright, now here is what you've been waiting for… THE FINALE!
I lean in towards the television in anticipation, seeing Cato run at Thresh. He and Sara must have planned this, because she runs towards the bags. Cato tackles Thresh to the ground, and a wrestling match begins. Thresh can actually hold his own well, and knocks around the Career a lot. They show Sara just in the corner, opening the small bag for her that has a bright yellow liquid held in a vial. It sits in another bottle similar to the one she filled with blood. A wicked grin passes her face. Prim sucks in air tightly.
"Poison." She murmurs, and snuggles into Rory.
Cato manages to get a hold around Thresh, and pulls out a dagger. They wrestle still, and the camera focuses on Sara, who's pouring blood into the other bottle, and dumps the poison in also. Cato hits Thresh harshly in the head with the butt of the dagger, causing him to lose his control. Cato takes his only chance and stabs Thresh in the neck. Blood sprays out right as the cannon booms. The screen splits in two, showing a triumphant Cato and Rue whimpering quietly in Gale's arms. Sara is walking toward Cato, holding the bottles.
"Care to celebrate Cato?" She grins, taking a sip of her bottle. He looks at the bottle suspiciously, but picks his up.
"Why not?" He responds with a laugh. They clink their bottles of blood, and take sips. Claudius makes another announcement.
"Attention tributes! There has been a small game change. Since it is rare to have the last four tributes to be in two alliances, we've decided that if both of one survive, they can both be crowned victors. Good luck! And may the odds be ever in your favor!"
Gale turns toward Rue, and they smile.
"We could win." She whispers. He smiles widely, and pulls her into a hug.
Right as they hug, another cannon sounds off. The camera quickly flips to Cato, who is slumping toward the ground. Blood runs out of his mouth. I hear Rory gag.
"I think I'm going to be sick." He says quickly, and runs to the bathroom. Did they really drink blood from other tributes? There must be some rule against that. Sara is shown smiling widely, and strides up to the Cornucopia. She lets her weight sag against the side, and yells loudly.
"I will find you both! And you will die!" She lets out a laugh. A laugh of someone who is psychotic. I cringe, and pray for Gale to let off an arrow. Rory runs back in the room, looking green.
"You okay Rory?" He nods, quickly turning himself towards the television. I follow his lead, and look back to see Gale with a arrow notched and aimed towards Sara.
"Rue, please turn round. Don't watch." She nods and turns around, covering her ears. He draws the string back, and releases. It misses her heart, and instead lodges into her leg.
"Oh! The boy lives! Come out come out wherever you are Gale!" Sara squeals, and pulls the arrow out of her leg. He drops out of the tree. "Hello lover boy." She growls, pulling out her sword.
"This is going to end Sara. Rue is going to go home, and so am I." She laughs loudly.
"Like I would let you. You broke my heart, and now, it's time to break little Madge's heart." Sara breaks into a sprint towards Gale. Must be on an adrenaline rush to run with that leg wound. Before I can blink, Gale has another arrow loaded and shot straight into her heart. She coughed up blood.
"I never loved you anyways. Seam trash." She chokes out quietly, then her cannon booms.
He looks angry, but turns away. "Rue! We did it!" The little girl scurries down the tree, running to jump into Gale's waiting arms. "We're going home." They laugh together, Rue's face streaking with happy tears. After ten minutes, they get worried.
"Gale, why haven't they picked us up yet?" Rue whispers, sinking to the ground.
"I don't know Rue. I don't know."
"Attention tributes! The rule change earlier has been…well, revoked. There can only be one victor. Good luck!" Gale's face pales and Rue starts bawling.
"Gale, you have to go home! You have a family, a girl. So many are depending on you." Rue whispers, clutching his hand in hers.
"I can't kill you! I won't! You have just as much for a family! Rue, you have to go home. My family will understand. So will Madge." He replies hoarsely.
"I won't leave without you Gale." Rue glances around, and sees something that interests her. She runs straight for a Nightlock bush and pulls out two handfuls. "Have these." She says quietly, holding out a handful for him.
Little did I know while watching that tears were streaming down my face. Rory's lips are quivering, and Prim is bawling into his shoulder. I hold them both into my side, praying for them to both get out.
"Rue, these are poisonous. We can't eat them." Gale whispers, a tear escaping his eye.
"I know. It's our way out. If we both can't survive, then we'll die. Together." Tears are falling rapidly down her face, and he accepts the berries. He pulls her into a tight hug. "I love you like a brother Gale." Rue says quietly.
"Love you like a sister Rue." With a kiss on her head, they hold each other's hand. They raise their other hands up to their mouths. Before the berries fall in, a fire bomb flies out of nowhere. It hits Rue, killing her instantly. The berries in Gale's hand fall out of his hands, and he lets out a scream.
I scream out too, and Prim starts wailing. Rory sits in a catatonic state. "No! No!" I cry out. They just killed an innocent girl. A girl who pulled a handful of berries to survive with a brotherly tribute was killed. A sob leaves my lips, and Gale is lifted out of the arena. It flips to a smirking snow.
"Congratulations Gale Hawthorne, Victor of the 74th Annual Hunger Games!" The television cuts off, and I pull in Prim and Rory. They shake with sobs, and I try to stay brave.
Rory manages to whimper out, "he's coming back home."
"He'll never be the same though." Prim whispers back.
"It'll be okay." I repeat over and over, until we all fall asleep tight in each other's arms.
IMPORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTE. PLEASE READ.
I almost cried writing this. I came up with this idea around Chapter 3ish. It has been a waiting time bomb for me to finally post this. By the way, this is the third to last chapter for this story. This is the start of what will be the Rebellion. There is going to be a sequel, I promise you that. I think the next one will be in a different point of view, because in a way, Katniss and Peeta's story is over mostly. Or at least it will be by the end of this story. Madge and Gale's is going to begin. With that being said, leave a review in honor of Rue's death. ):