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Finnick Odair

Annie walked away, with tears streaming down her face. The sight made me miserable, Annie had just started to climb a tree and Alanna's cannon boomed. She quickly climbed up and covered her face. I mentally counted how many people were left. Four. That's how many. She could win. I almost whooped with joy. The boy from District 9 was surprisingly still alive along with the girl from District 8. They were both quite scrawny so is they tried to attack Annie she could take them. I shook my head, Annie would never purposely kill someone. Plus Wyatt was still alive, my hope decreased.

Shouting snapped me out of my trance. At first I thought it Annie and fear grew inside me, but it was Johanna, storming out of her cuticle. Her eyes appeared to be murderous. She left the room. I glanced over at Mags to get the okay and she nodded. When I came out Johanna was sitting on the floor in the hallway, her back pressed up against the wall and her head in her hands. I wordlessly sat down next to her, I couldn't see her eyes but I knew she was glaring at me.

"What?" She demanded, her eyes seemed surprisingly bright, like she was holding back tears.

There were only a few times I've seen Johanna weak. One was her games, but I usually didn't count that one, she was pretending to be a weakling. The other was when Snow tried to force her to do the same thing he did to me, she was going to do it. In fact she was very close but she bolted out of the hotel room just as I was doing the walk of shame out of my assignment. I comforted her and she made me promise not to tell anyone or else she'd 'rip out my throat'.

"They killed her Finnick." She started trembling with anger. Johanna could take on a whole pack of Peacekeepers when she was like that.

Why was she so mad? It sounded cruel, but tributes died. It pissed me off that innocent children go into an arena to fight to the death, and I would do anything to get rid of it. Johanna was used to tributes dying, sometimes she barely blinked when they died. But now I saw her with her guards down. Alanna had to know Johanna somehow. "Who was she… to you?"

Johanna bit her lip. "She was my niece."

Then there was silence, a pin could drop from down the hallway and we would hear it.i wrapped my arms around her. "I'm sorry."

She shook her head and wiped her nose "It's not your fault."

I kept looking back at the door where the victors were, I half expected Mags to come out and tell me that Annie had died a horrible agonizing death.

Johanna noticed my distress "Go back in there."

"What?"

"Go. Your worried about your own tribute, she still has a chance. Besides, you're not the best company."

I almost rolled her eyes, in no matter what situation, Johanna will always be Johanna.

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Nothing else happened that night. Wyatt hunted, looking for any of the tributes. I think he was going crazy. He would not rest until he found someone. But he was actually going the wrong way, he was going in the opposite direction. But by tomorrow the Gamemakers would make sure there would be some action and bring the tributes closer together.

I quickly got up to get some coffee and by the time I came back Annie was climbing down the tree as fast as she could. I frowned, did the Gamemakers unleash something on Annie?

When her feet touched the ground she fell. The world was shaking, it was an earthquake. Annie quickly got up and looked around. A cannon boomed. It was the boy from District 9.

The ground stopped trembling and it became quiet. It was silent for a few minutes and Annie stood there and listened. All you could hear was the sound of water from a pond close by.

But it wasn't the pond. I realized too late.

Water came erupting from the tree, bringing trees and bushes with it. Annie tried to run away from it, but it was too fast. The water concealed her. Currents tried to drag her back deeper into the water. It was murky, I almost couldn't see her. Annie was strong. I knew she was, but I didn't know she was that strong. She swam through the currents, kicking hard and fast. She surfaced the water and gasped loudly while shaking her tangles hair out of her face. Another cannon boomed, the girl from 8. One more person. If she could last longer than one more person; Wyatt, she could come home. Come on little mermaid.

Cracking came and she looked around. A large pine tree started to fall, she shrieked and went back under and swam as fast as she could away from the crashing zone.

A large branch got a hold of her sweater and dragged her deeper and deeper into the dark water.