"After interest in the Games drops to an all time low, President Snow is determined to regain the once amazing popularity. Twelve tributes. One 'arena.' And one game-changing twist. Welcome to the 80th Hunger Games, the Rebirth."

~ The Rebirth Games ~

Chapter Twenty-Eight:

This Is The End

I see his eyes for one last time. His lips mouthing out my name. His gentle hand reaching out. Reaching out to me or for the railing? I'll never know. He smashes against the tracks and I hear the first thud. He rolls to the left and completely flops straight off. His body swerves towards the cliffs on the mountainside.

Slam! Thud!

Each and every collision slowly fades off into echoes. His head crashes against the sharp edge of a bumpy boulder sitting stationery on the steep hill. That's when I see the blood. It goes everywhere. His head is yanked backwards into an unnatural position by the force immediately. He twists. He bends. His whole body letting out horrifying crunches upon every hit. And then he comes to the end of the hill. Nothing but a completely vertical drop-off. I can't tell if his eyes are closed by now, but they probably are. No one can survive that. Now it's free-fall. His arms stretched out wide. Hair blowing in the wind. And I know that if he's still alive, he knows by now that this is the end. And once he vanishes into the endless sea of choppy waves, I feel the punch in my gut.

My hand shakes as I grasp onto the railing. Trying to contemplate what I've just done. My food wants out. My stomach barely keeps it in. The train zips away down the tracks and around a direct corner, far away from the drop-off zone.

One, two, three, breathe. One, two, three, out. One, two, three, breathe. One, two, three out.

I find myself completely collapsing onto the chair to my left. My body feeling numb but completely rattling. My breath steadying but still so hard to breathe. My face drops into my hands as the tears flow out.

Just let it out. Let it go. I can do this. I can explain to them. He fell over the side. He tripped. He committed suicide. Anything. They'll believe me. They'll have to believe a victor. My thoughts are interrupted by a screeching clank. My body too weak to care, I slowly turn my head to see the shadow standing in the moonlight. I don't know how he does it, but with several fierce pounds, the small security camera hiding in the corner of the doorway completely comes off. Sparking wires and chunks of plastic fall to his feet and he stares at me with his mouth wide open. His eyes glare at the camera as it flies out of his hand and over the railing.

Finnick.

I think of what to say in my head. What will my excuse be? How much has he seen? What does he know? But then his next words relieve me instantly and I feel the weight lifted off my shoulders.

"This is how I will make it up to you."

Author's Note:

Okay guys, short chapter!

Hello everyone! Just want to make this a very quick A.N. I just want to say that this is NOT the final chapter. After a lot of thinking, I have decided it wouldn't work to make one long chapter. Instead it fits better with this as the 'final' one and the next one as the Epilogue.

Hopefully you understand the change! I'm aiming to have the Epilogue up later today.

So what did you think of this chapter?! The big thing taken away from this one is Finnick: obviously he destroyed a security camera to erase the footage of... umm... Danix killing Are. xD

Stay tuned for the LAST chapter, the Epilogue, coming your way today! :D

Thank you all so much for reading, byeeeeee! :D