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ANTics

Day 3

CHYNA

Surprisingly, I could fly and walk really well. Both medicines worked perfectly.

The swamp Lunetta had said was 'nearby' was actually pretty far. Too far, in fact, for our liking.

Well, we finally reached it after half-a-day's journey. I was actually pretty satisfied by it. There were tall weeds surrounding the swamp, making it easy for us to be concealed. Lunetta and Fletcher dropped the backpacks they were holding.

Suddenly, a loud shriek broke through the air. "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

A girl came running into view. She had bright red hair, pulled into two ponytails with some vines. She kept running, and pushed Fletcher so hard that he fell into the swamp.

"Fletcher!" I cried. I knelt down and stuck my hand in the swamp, fishing around for something to grab onto.

Finally, a hand grabbed my arm. I waved my other hand over it and pulled. I could see bubbles forming, and then Fletcher's head rose to the surface.

I pulled Fletcher to the shore. He sat there, gasping for air. Fletcher was covered head to toe with swamp water.

I reached into a backpack, took out a jug of water, and handed it to him. He smiled and got up, heading to a different side of the weeds.

I turned to the see the psycho that almost drowned my boyfriend.

She was staring at Lunetta, and Lunetta was glaring at her.

"Who is that?"

"The crazy girl who's been stalking me ever since we got here!"

I hit the girl's shoulder as hard as I could. "What's wrong with you? You could've killed him!"

"Sorry," the girl mumbled.

"What? I can't hear you!"

"Sorry!" She said, much louder this time. I could see tears forming in her eyes, but she quickly brushed them away.

"I've been having some problems for a long time," she said, "I'm really sorry about that."

I nodded and sat down next to her. "I'm Makayla," she said.

"I'm Chyna. That's Lunetta, and the guy you almost drowned was my boyfriend, Fletcher."

Makayla cracked a smile and reached into her pocket. She took out a gold earring, with a bird that had an arrow in its mouth dangling from a small chain.

"Fletcher was wearing a mockingjay pin."

"Really?"

I thought back to the times when I had seen Fletcher up close. Just then, I did remember a pin on his shirt.

"That means we're allies."

I turned to Lunetta. She shrugged and unzipped the backpack, taking out some groosling.

I shook Makayla's hand. "Allies. Definitely."

Just then, Fletcher came back with the jug in his hand. He sat down next to me, pecking my cheek in the process.

I grinned and grabbed his hand, clutching it tightly.

OLIVE

I sat down on my bed, staring out in the distance.

I missed them. I missed everyone. My mother, my father, Angus, Violet, and especially Fletcher and Chyna.

I turned around, facing a window that gave a spectacular view.

I had a sudden idea, but I knew it wouldn't work. They would find me out. But then again, maybe they wouldn't.

I picked up the penthouse phone and dialed the mentor office. After a few rings, someone picked up.

"Mentor office, how may I help you…Olive?"

"I would like to call out today."

A heard the tapping and clicking of a keyboard.

"You do know that that is putting your tributes in danger?"

"Yes. Am I off?"

More tapping and clicking.

"Yes. Thank you for calling."

I put the phone back and then flew over to the closet, getting a dark blue jacket and a pair of high tops from the closet. I put them on and flew out the door.

Rocky was sitting on the couch, watching TV.

"Where are you going? Aren't you supposed to be downstairs?"

I shrugged. "I took an off day."

Rocky nodded. "Too hard for you, huh?"

I scoffed and pressed the button on the elevator. "You wish."

The door opened and I pressed '1'. After about 30 seconds, the door opened again and I flew out, opening the penthouse door and enjoying the fresh air of Urr.

I whistled and a taxi immediately stopped. I got in and ran my hands over the plush, velvet, magical seats. "Just drive. Anywhere."

The taxi driver nodded, and rushed off. I looked out the car window, waiting for the exact moment to stop the car.

After 10 minutes of driving, I found the perfect spot. "Stop here," I said. The car came to an abrupt stop. I waved my hands and some change appeared. I put it in the driver's hands and opened the door, climbing out.

I was in a very secluded spot. there were 2 very tall buildings, and in between them a skinny alleyway. I walked into the alleyway, and spotted the barely noticeable payphone.

I waved my hands again and a single coin appeared. I stuck it in the slot and picked up the phone. I dialed my house number, praying that my mom would pick up.

"C'mon, c'mon, c'mon," I muttered. I was shivering. Despite the light jacket, it was freezing outside.

"Sorry, outside calls cannot be made in Urr." an operator said.

I groaned and stuck another coin in. Then I got an idea and waved my hands over the payphone. The payphone shook, and then stopped.

I dialed my house again. This time, my mom picked up.

"Hello?"

"Mom! It's your Olive."

Mom chuckled. "Olive, you're right here, eating breakfast. Is this Chyna?"

"What? I don't even sound like Chyna."

"Well, whoever this is, please call back later. Olive's busy."

"Wait, mom! I need to tell you something very important. I'm in a different city, and they fly, and there's magic, and everything!"

"Look, I have no time for this."

"No! You've got to believe me! I-"

I was cut off by 2 hands grabbing my throat.

"Agh, aggh, aggh!" I struggled, choking. I tried to get air, but it was impossible.

Someone was dragging me along. After a while, I blacked out from the pain.

When I woke up, I was lying on a cold stone floor. I tried to get up, but waves of pain were sent through my body and I screamed.

There was some kind of red substance on the ground around me. Then, I realized it was blood. My blood.

Footsteps echoed on the ground. A door opened, and the echoes got louder.

Someone grabbed my arm and pulled me into an upright position. "Ah!" I yelled from the pain.

Something hit my stomach. I realized that it was a bat. I curled over, trying to get away from my heartless tormentor.

They kept beating me with the bat, and I slipped in and out of consciousness. I knew I was loosing way too much blood then what was normal. I blacked out once again.

This time when I woke up, I was being held up by something metal. It was holding my arms, legs, and head. I couldn't move any of them.

I looked ahead of me. Melody was standing in front of a lever. I couldn't read what it said, but I was sure it was bad.

"You never, ever, EVER make calls out of Urr. Especially since you're a mentor. That is not your duty. Not only will you pay, but so will your tributes."

"No! Don't hurt them, please!"

Melody cackled. "Don't worry. They're already going to die. They don't have the wits to win." And with that, Melody pulled the lever.

I could tell something was going on. "Wha-what are you doing?"

"That thing holding you together has several watts of electricity running through it. What happens when open electricity touches water?"

Shock. Lots, and lots of shock.

I screamed, but it was too late. I started going lower, and lower. Below me was a tank full of water.

When my legs touched the water, I screamed. I was going to die. The shock was so bad, I could feel it in my head. Then it reached my back, and my arms, until my whole body was submerged.

I couldn't scream, and I could barely breathe, and I was in pain. What I was experiencing wasn't pain, in fact. It was much, much, MUCH, worse than that.

When it felt like I would die right there, I was lifted out of the water. The clasps were opened, and I fell to the ground, landing on my arm.

I could see burns all over my body. The water was scolding, and so was that metal-thing.

I could tell my arm was broken. It hurt even more when I tried to move it.

"That should show you. For today." Melody said.

I started to cry, but that just made the pain worse. This was not a one time thing.

FLETCHER

I think my watch was broken. Olive wouldn't answer any of our calls.

Lunetta, Makayla, Chyna, and I headed into the trees to find something... different...to eat. We were tired of Grecham and groosling, and we were running out, anyway.

We were searching for some kind of fruit, but none of the plant life seemed to grow any.

Finally, Makayla gestured to a bush. It was full of what looked like blackberries. Chyna and I were sure that they were blackberries. We took out the backpacks and started filling them with the juicy berries.

For the rest of the day, all we did was pick. Pick, pick, pick. We picked until our fingers were sore from all of the picking. So, we took a break.

"I'm really hungry," Lunetta said.

Chyna nodded. "So am I."

"Me, too," I said.

"I'm going to take some berries," Makayla said. The rest of us shrugged.

Makayla reached into the backpack and took out a handful. She popped them in her mouth and started chewing. Something triggered in my mind when she did that. Those berries...the berries...berries...

"No! Stop!" I yelled out. "Those aren't blackberries. They're nightlock!"

I saw Makayla's eyes widen, but it was too late. She dropped dead on the forest floor. Her cannon sounded.

I leaned against the tree, tears falling down my cheeks. If only I had realized before she had eaten them, Makayla wouldn't have died.

Chyna pulled Lunetta and I into a hug. We all weeped together. Technically, we had just killed someone, and it wasn't even our fault!

4 tributes. 4 tributes left. Hopefully, 1 person would be out of here in less than 2 days.

I got up and slung a backpack over my shoulder. Lunetta did the same. Chyna just got up and wiped her hands on her pants. "Let's keep them," she said, "Just in case."

Lunetta and I nodded, and we headed out.

We were flying for a long time. When our wings got tired, we walked. That's just the way it was.

We reached a fork in the path. There were 3 ways we could go. Left, straight, right.

"Let's go right." I said.

"Let's go left." Chyna said.

I could tell that Lunetta felt something was about to happen, so she strolled to a tree nearby.

"Why should we go left? Right is always right." I told Chyna.

"I have a feeling that we should go left," Chyna said.

"You can't always trust your feelings." I said.

"What if we should, though? What if I'm right?" she said.

I scoffed. "Oh, just like how you trusted your feelings and decided to love me when we got here? Not before this whole ordeal, when you had plenty of time?"

"Don't you bring that up!"

"Why shouldn't I?"

"Because...because... you're stupid! You're the idiot, that no one can trust!"

"Really Chyna? Really? Because, last time I checked, your STUPID ACTS are what got us in this mess in the first place! So who's the stupid one?!"

Lunetta decided to be the peacemaker. "C'mon, guys, let's just go straight. Wouldn't that be easier?"

Chyna and turned to her at the same time. "Shut up! Stay out of this!" we said at the same time.

Lunetta looked taken aback. But she wasn't about to let two ANTS do this to her. She was a senior; she didn't deserve this.

"Who do you think you are, yelling at me? I could kill you both with a flick of my wrist, so you better watch out! You babies wouldn't even be here without me!" She turned to Chyna. "YOU would be DEAD." She turned to me. "YOU would be DEAD too, crying over the loss of your stupid little girlfriend. So don't you DARE talk to me like that!"

"Fine!" Chyna said. "Have it YOUR way. I'm going left."

I laughed. "FINE! You can rot and die, and I'll win, and not miss you at all!"

Chyna stopped and looked back at me. Her expression turned soft.

She almost whispered, very softly, her last sentence.

"But isn't that what I wanted in the first place?"

Hope you enjoyed it! I loved writing this chapter, but it was hard to write Olive's part because I had a little writer's block. Sorry for the cliffy (hey, that rhymes, LOL!) but... anyway, I had to do that to Olive because it's important in the chapters to come. That's why Fletcher has to choose between her or Chyna, because Olive needs him for a little...what's the right word...comfort. But not that kind. Ugh.

So, towards the usual...

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