Hi guys
New week, new chapter
I feel really ashamed because of all my grammar mistakes in the other chapters, but I will do my best to don't do it again.
I'm currently reading The Mortal Instruments saga(I'm still in chapter 10) and I'm liking it a lot. Right now I recommend it.
In this chapter I will present some of my Ocs.
Well that's all. Let the Games continue.
Disclaimer: I sadly don't own The Hunger Games.
Katniss p.o.v.
I run as fast as I could, aware that the bloodbath had already begun. The sound of the canons thunders in my ears.
The ruins of my home pass away as I move quickly through the place. The people who put us here must really hate me.
My lungs and legs are yelling me to stop, but my instinct tells me to keep running. Both choices are really tempting. I stop running and stare the view. The Cornucopia is surrounded by dead bodies. It looks even more sad with the ruins of District 12.
(A.N. the destruction of district 12 happened at the end of catching fire. By the way, if you haven't understand, the tributes aren't really on district 12. It is just a recreation. In this story, the real district 12 is reconstructed.)
Peeta. God how could I forgot about Peeta? He is probably worried and is looking for me. I prefer to think that instead of the possibility he is probably dead. My eyes reach to see a forest area. Good.
I know this sound like an idea I wouldn't make, but as I reach the forest I decide to make allies. Like that it will be more easy to find Peeta. I climb up a tree. As in the old times.
Another canon sounds.
And then other.
I cover my ears with the hope it won't affect me.
The rustling of leaves shakes me. I must have fallen asleep. Thankfully, I haven't fell from the tree. Below me, the boy that looked at me astonished at the Cornucopia sits near the roots. He haven't see me, yet. A lot of blood is in the ground. He is gripping tightly his stomach. Don't help him, don't help him. Damn it.
"Hey!" I call him as I get down the tree.
He sees me and smiles.
I get beside him and see his injury. A giant gash is visible in his stomach. A knife must has done this.
"It's okay, just try to breathe, stay here while I look for some plants to cure you", I assure him as I get up.
"Where else would I go?" the boy groans. He must be around 15 or 16 years old.
I walk and look at my surroundings. My father teached me about all types of plants, so I just hope this place includes some medicinal plants.
I see a Yarrow plant. Perfect.
I rip a piece of my shirt as I get near the boy.
"At least my idol will play as a nurse for me before I die", I highly blush at his comment.
"You are not going to die, at least at my care", I state as I finish to cure his wound. My fingers are wet of blood. The leaves of the plant cover his abdomen, covered by the small fabric of my shirt.
"Thanks, Katniss", he thanks me. I get up on my feet. What I want to do is leave, but I'm suddenly interrupted by his voice.
"Hey, you can't just leave me here. You just helped me and I owe you one. And trust me, it would be a honor to owe you one."
I need allies, but not him. He looks at me with puppy eyes. I sigh as I take a seat near him.
"The name's Harry by the way", he tells me as he lifts his arm. I doubt to shake it. "Come on, allies must shake hands".
I shake it.
"You must be looking for your husband, Peeta , he is…",Harry doesn't get to finish because an axe lands near his head.
I tremble at this action and turn to see a girl with dark brown hair, pale skin, and fearless glare. This girl was in the Cornucopia sending me hate glares.
"Really sis, that's the way to say hi to your brother?", Harry asks her.
I notice that he has curly brown hair, tanned skin, and a really white teeth. I could have tell they were relatives except by the fact Harry's face could have been smashed by an axe that she threw him.
"So you and the girl that is clearly not on fireare allies? , she asks with clear sarcasm. Ha ha, she realizes I'm not on fire. So funny.
"Yes, any problem with that?", I retorted.
"Girls, girls there is enough of this for both of you", Harry gestures his body while he gives us that suggestion.
"Shut up you pervert", the girl yells him. Man, I wanted to say that.
"I'm Lisa", she lifts up her arm," since you're ally to my brother I will have to accept you. He is, of course, your number one fan. I wouldn't say the same thing about me. I can't see why you are so adored. You're a human just like me and my brother(and everyone else) and still everyone says you are special".
I shake her arm. Finally someone understands me.
"We should get to sleep. I will watch during the night", I suggest.
They accept as they cuddle to a tree.
The images of the fallen tributes are shown at the sky. Many tributes have died. At least Peeta's photo isn't showed.
As the images disappeared, I wonder during the whole night, where is Peeta?
I hope you like this chapter.
Thank you so much for reading.
By the way, quick question: who is your favorite character from The Hunger Games saga? And why?
Leave me your answer in the reviews.
Bye.