User blog:HungerGamesFan/Story

I'm on the move.

I slip through the jungle as fast as I dare, but not loud enough for the leaves on the ground to create tons of noise that could wake the unsuspecting Careers who are now probably dreaming about my grisly death. How upsetting. I come to the river that seperates the arena in two, and sure enough across from the river are the five Career tributes who are all snoring loudly.

The river is wide, and unfortunately to get to the Careers I would have to swim across - but I can't swim. District 5 has no water to swim in, so if I attempted to cross the river I would surely drown. Besides, those fish in the river with sharp teeth don't look human friendly. Just then, I get an idea. What if I jumped as far as I possibly could, and pull myself out of the river on the bank? Well, that wouldn't work either because the sound of my body making contact with the water would surely wake them. So I'm stuck. What to do? I could leave their camp right now and hope they die on their own... but who else is left besides the Careers? I only count two. The boy from District 9, and the girl from District 7. I wouldn't count on any of those two on killing the Careers, so it's entirely up to me now.

I pull my dagger out of my bag, and I must attempt to jump across the river, even if it means waking them up. Because neither the boy from District 9 or the girl from District 7 will kill these five skilled Careers. Only I can. So, I take eight steps back from the river, and then run as fast as I can towards it. When I jump, it seems time slows down a little. The second I jump, I know that I'll miss the bank. But that is okay, because I never counted on making it in the first place. But this jump is worse than I expected, because I land just short of the middle of the river with a big splash.

My breathing goes up, and I'm shocked by the coldness of the water. As I struggle to pull myself forward in the water, I see that I have woken one Career because his eyes cautiously open. At that moment, I dive into the water, my entire body completely under so he doesn't see me. Stupid! Why am I so stupid!? Because now not only does that boy Career know I'm in the water, I can barely reach the surface! It takes me a minute, but the buoyancy of my body helps me reach the surface. I'm relieved when I see the boy Career fell asleep again, but I still have the problem of crossing the river. I kick with my feet (underwater so they don't make a sound) as fast as I can toward the riverbank, and I make it. Breathlessly, I pull my ice cold body to the surface, and see that all five Careers are asleep still.

I silence my loud breathing for one moment, and command myself to breathe through my nose. All the Careers have their own individual sleeping bags, each a different colour that ranges from scarlet to maroon. I decide I'll take out the boy who saw me in the river first, because he still might've seen me and accidentally let fatigue take him over. I carefully clamp my hand on his mouth, so he doesn't scream, and I see his eyes widen, and then I slit his throat. One down, four to go. I do this same act to some boy from District 2, until the remaining three alive Careers wake up, because the boy from District 2 forced my hand off his mouth, letting him scream. But he was dead before they woke up.

The three remaining tributes, both from District 1 and the girl from District 4, turn their angry eyes to me. I drop the boy's corpse, and realize the few options I have. Option One; I could battle the three Careers and hope that I will be victorious, but somehow I doubt that because they all have a spear in their left hand, and a knife in their right, whereas there's only one of me and I only possess a dagger. Option Two, I could jump across the river again, and hope to doggy paddle to the other side, but I know this won't work. I'll either drown or be taken down by the Careers' weapons or their own heavy bodies. I know that I'll have to pick Option Three. Option Three; run. I nearly drop my dagger in fright, but I hold onto it tighter once I realize it's unbalanced in my hand. I run alongside the river, and hear the two cannons for the boy from District 2, and the boy who I killed first who must be from District 4 as well.

They are really catching up to me, and the girl from District 1 throws her spear. It misses me by milimeters. Wow, these guys are good. Too good. Because I make a sharp turn to the right, and trip on an exposed root, and almost fall, but fail because the boy from District 1 slams into me, and knocks me to the ground. Sh*t.

"So," says the boy with a ghostly smile on his face. The girls stand a few paces back, watching in interest, as the girl from District 1 is tossing her curly blond hair back and laughing as she sees the agony on my face. "What should we do with you?"

"I know, Charming! You should torture him for killing Rex and Luther." Huh, so this boy from District 1 here is named Charming. That is not charming at all.

"Not a bad idea, Glamour." says the boy, and he pulls out a petite knife that looks razor sharp. I don't really care about any of their names, but Glamour --- uh, what kind of name is that? Well, they're about to torture me to death, so I force myself to think about the family I left to come here. My mother, who works so hard to keep our family feed. My brothers, Todd and Bronson --- oh god, I do not want them to witness my death. Hopefully my torture won't last that long.

"So? You think it's okay that you can just... creep on up to our camp, and slit two of our throats? Well, you're about to pay for that deed. What do you think of that?" Charming asks, shaking his knife as he speaks. The girl from District 4 sneers. That's when I say three words that I can't really say here, that ryhme with Jo Puck Lourself. He looks at me in disgust and brings the knife slowly to my eyes. Oh crap, he's probably going to cut my eyes out!

Just as Charming is about to tear out my eyes with that knife of his, Glamour screams. Confused, I look up at her. Holding a knife against her throat is... the boy from District 9?

"Let him go," the boy from District 9 says, and Charming gets up off of my body, but he doesn't let go of his knife. The boy locks eyes with me, and he pulls the knife across her neck, immediately killing Glamour. Her eyes roll until I can no longer see the green iris of hers.

"Glamour!" Charming shouts, and the boy from District 9 and I make a great escape. The girl from District 4 doesn't make any attempt to capture us, she just holds Glamour's hand and tells her to hold on. This doesn't work because a third cannon goes off, obviously for Glamour.

"Thank you." I say to the boy who has just saved my life, and he nods. His ashy red hair glints in the sun. We're running as fast as we can, and I'm following this boy to wherever he may lead me. Is he leading me to some sort of death trap? Or a hiding place where we can both prosper? Well, I'm about to find out.