The Capital's Game

Stones shattered, dust flies, from the ashes a girl rises. She cries for the family. She cries for her home. Her long blond hair falls over her shoulder as she falls to her knees.

She stands, looking at the rubble that was once her home. " I will get revenge for what the capital did today." she screams to the wind. She turns her long blond hair flaring behind her as she walks away never to be seen inside the capital's walls again.

6 years later

'The capital has become more powerful killing anyone who stands against it. If we so much as wear the wrong clothes they will kill us.'

-Margaret

I replay this over and over in my head it was the last words my mom said before they bombed our house. I'm sixteen now and the most wanted felon in the Capital's region. See the Capital's president thinks I am a threat they say. Only because because one person has to pay for my family. One problem though he never ventures outside the walls of the Capital.

I have grown up in the woods, I know all about them. With my strong build and short hair mountain men tend to think I am a trainy for the Aramagon, the most elite of the Capital's soldiers, but I'm not. I have become a great shot with a bow and excellent at throwing knives and I am hunting the capital's men.

I am currently watching an old town called Stevensburg, waiting for the capital's men. I watch the runes closely, waiting for him to move. then he steps out of behind the charred old rubble. He's not quite a man, yet not a boy either. he wears the light blue of the Capitals mountain men. his light golden brown hair is cut short in the capital's ,just about an inch, style.

I raise my shiny steel bow, stolen from the capital, I steady my breathing waiting for the right shot. he looks at me with determation in his eyes as he raise his gun to match my bow.

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Jance POV

I wait Patiently, this is where she was last seen. I watch the woods searching scanning for anything that will tell me she’s here. Then, when i think she’s no where to be seen i stepped daringly out from behind the ash covered stones rubbing my neck. “damit” I whispered “ did I miss her?” Just then I seen a glare to my right.

There she was standing just above the town in a old apple tree. As I raised my gun I was captivated by her beauty. I was told she was an ugly scarred girl, but as i looked I seen she had a strong, tan, muscler woman, a very femanin face with beautiful blue eyes and lovely blond hair.

I was so mesmerized by her sudden appearance I didn’t see her suddenly move her arm. i felt a sudden sharp pain in my shoulder causing me to drop my hand gun. I screamed and looked over at my shoulder to see an old fashioned arrow. The arrow was not like a normal one making me think this was the woods girl more.

I seen her notch another arrow as I tucked tail and ran. I ran for about a half a mile when I heard a click not thinking anything of it, I stopped and looked around. i pulled the arrow out of my arm hissing as it pulled the muscle around it. I cleaned the wound and dripped meangle to it.As the wound healed, I moved my foot and seen the bent over tree I was standing next to fling upward pulling me with it. As the tree adjusted to my weight I fell hitting my head on the ground as I was bouncing in the tree. I seen black spots as someone approached the tree laughing.

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Taytola POV

I laughed as i saw the man in my rabbit snare. I iddn’t know it couldn’t take down a man too. i walk over to the old oak and release my snare. He falls fast mubleing as he hit the ground with a thud. “Okay he is still alive.” I say to myself.