Okay, I'm going to be very immature and congratulate Purple-Tacos-R-Da-Bomb for being my 69th reviewer
Annie Cresta
I couldn't… breathe. The tree dragged me deeper and deeper, I couldn't see either. I tugged, and my lungs started to burn. Finally I pulled free, the branch sliced my shirt and cut me. I couldn't even see how bad the cut was, I was determined to surface the water again. I was just about there when I saw a figure floating in the water.
Maxem.
I screamed his name in the water, but bubbles escaped my mouth. The figure looked like Max. The hair. The build. Everything looked like him. But he was dead. Was the Gamemakers playing a horrible trick on me?
I came up for air and went back down all in one smooth motion. Where was he? Did he actually die? I went back down and searched frantically. Seeing the figure again as I went deeper. I realized too late. The figure wasn't Maxem, it was Wyatt
And he was coming fast at me.
I shrieked and swam as fast as I could to the top of the water. Kicking my legs hard and fast. Maybe Wyatt couldn't swim very well. I treaded water in silence. There was a something that tickled my leg and I knew it was him. I squeezed my eyes shut.
Suddenly his fingers wrapped around my ankles and pulled me into the water. His hands moved to my shoulders and held me underwater. I gasped. He was trying to drown me! I wouldn't let him. Out of all people drown me. Water was like a home for me. No way was I going to die in it. Instead of thrashing around I stay still, pretending to be half dead or maybe unconscious. I could hold my breath for a long time. His grip loosened on my shoulders and I shot free, kicking him in the gut while I was at it. I went backwards, and my back hit a gigantic tree that was half in the water and half standing. Wyatt advance towards me. I grabbed a hold of the branches and pulled myself up.
When I stood up Wyatt was at the tree, instead of climbing he started to try to shake it, the tree glided in the water. The suddenness of it made me almost fall off. I grabbed a nearby branch and held on for dear life. I was not going to die.
I swung my leg out and my boot connected with Wyatt's face. He went underwater and came back up, with blood gushing from his nose. The blood trickled into the water. I swung my foot again but this time he was ready and he grabbed my leg tightly and pulled me into the water. My other leg banged painfully against the tree as I fell in.
This time Wyatt held me in the water I thrashed madly, no way would he let go until my cannon boomed. I turned my head back and sank my teeth into his thick arm. Blood and water exploded into my mouth. I came up for air and spat in his face. I quickly went into the water and he followed me. I swam deeper and deeper; my lungs were burning, my eyes were scorching and I could barely make out a thing, and my ears popped painfully.
Wyatt was close very close. There had to be undercurrents around. If I could somehow get him in he had no change of getting out, multiple people had died in District 4 from those, no matter how well they swam.
There! At least I think it was. It was my one and only chance. Wyatt was pretty much weightless and water so I swam up behind him and pushed him hard into the ripples.
Black spots darted across my vision. I knew I had to get out of there. I didn't even see where Wyatt was. I needed to breathe, and I needed it now. I knew what would happen but I sucked in a breath underwater. Water entered my mouth. I looked up, wonder if that was it. I could see the flickering on the top of the water. I was so close…
And I made it.
I coughed and wheezed. I almost didn't hear the final cannon boom.
I did it. I won.
"Congratulations! Annie Cresta from District 4, you are now the winner of the seventieth annual Hunger Games!"
I treaded water in silence. Trying not to cry, soon Wyatt's body floated to the top of the water. I dry heaved and swam over to the tree and climbed it.
It seemed like forever until the hovercraft came and picked me up.
When got onto the hovercraft it hit me. I killed people. I thrashed and screamed. People with white coats rushed towards me. There was a sharp pain in my shoulder. Darkness fell over me.