Ugh. I'm tired. I've just spent most of today painting my room. Bright red. It's tiring. But it did give me a good prompt for a drabble. Surprise, surprise. ~Jazzy

Games: 40

Key Word: Red
POV:
Silence Potter, district 2

Red

I grabbed my sword and swung it around my head. In the distance, I heard screams. A muscular boy nodded at me and I advanced. In front of me was a small boy, weak and disabled. He looked at me with fear. He knew what I was going to do.

With a small cry I sliced the sword neatly over his head. I missed. The muscular boy looked at me, confused.

"I am done killing." I said quietly. He frowned and raised his axe.

"You sure?"

I nodded. Not good. He swung the axe then all I saw was red.