Together Or Not At All

The Bloodbath

Soon after, me and Gweb are making our way down to the launch room to get ready. I slip into the clothes when we get there. The clothes are comfy, easy and simple. I like them as they also have a knife storage spot on the inside. Perfect. Me and Gweb don't really like each other so I am stuck in my thoughts for the rest of my time before launch. Soon my thoughts are interrupted by a voice coming over the intercom telling me to get into my tube. As I walk to my tube Gweb grabs my wrist and turns me to face her.

She says callously, "time to die"

I then proceeded to smile sweetly then pretend to give her a hug and wrap my fingers around her throat. She cries out in surprise as I squeeze harder choking her to death.

"First kill only 21 more to go" I say to myself and get into my tube.

As it rises I know I will be in trouble but I don't care. Anything is better than this world i am leaving. Even if i want to be back there more than ever. When the tube stops I can see a circle of tributes and we are surrounding the well known cornucopia. Outside that there seems to be a forest, a lake and a long grass patch that seems to stretch on for miles. This, is a big arena.

I then hear a mans voice, starting to count down and see a countdown clock miming the man on top of the cornucopia. I get ready to run, positioning my feet in the cornucopias direction and set my eyes on the prize.

"5, 4, 3, 2, 1"

I bolt, getting there a few seconds after Cato and from what i can see, no one else is near us, I look around to make sure I am safe before getting at least a dozen throwing knifes and stand at attention. I kill 1 person then 2 then 3 and then 4. As I am seeing who else wants to fight with me, I see Katniss in trouble. Who I think is the boy from 9 is going to kill her so I throw my knife into his back killing him instantly. Then I throw one of my good knifes at Katniss slightly slower then my usual throw knowing she will defend it some way or another, probably with the backpack i can see she has acquired, and will get to keep the knife. Then, when she has stood up and is as safe as she can be in the arena and is running away, I go back to the fight.

There are dead body's strewn all over the place and I feel so sorry for all of us. I feel so sorry that i killed some of these people. And i didn't care, i just kept on throwing my daggers, them in bending into there chests, there legs, there heads. Killing them. I feel bad for the people that are alive as well, they will live with the guilt of killing for the rest of there life either leaving this world with the guilt or going home living for longer and still dying knowing that they where the only one that survived. The only child that survived out of 24 other innocent children. They have to live with the guilt of killing so many innocent children. But if its up to my pack, they will be alive for very long. After all it's a career's job to kill everyone. I look around the cornucopia, not that anyone stuck around and the people who did are gone from this world. As I am staring around I spot Peeta carrying a boy, the one that couldn't stop crying for district 3. Peeta has a knife to his throat and I can see that he is forcing the boy to walk. I raise my knife not sure wether to trust Peeta or not.

"Please, this boy can help, he is a bit of a technology genius and can build a mine field to keep supply's safe. And if we run out I can make bread and can camouflage us." He says, a desperate plea from a desperate kid.

That's the thing. We are all kids. Not one of us over 18, not one of us have lived, have learned enough to be here to be in this wretched place that twisted people enjoy. I slowly lower my knife and Peeta advances slowly to me.

"Are you good with any weapons?" I say to him.

"I'm alright with a knife but nothing else really." He reply's.

Exactly how it should be, a teenager, finding his way in life, not knowing how to fight not needing to know how to fight. Happy, safe. But not in this world, the place we call home.

I beckon Peeta and the boy over, and they come to me. We walk in a group back me in the front the boy in the middle and Peeta at the back. The boy doesn't make a run for it and I am grateful for that. I need to use my energy for better uses and I don't need any more innocent blood on my hands. We walkover to Cato and he looks at us.

"Who's this Clove?" He addresses me, I can tell by his tone that he is cautious and by the way his hand tightens around the sword he is holding.

"This is Peeta and..., what's your name?" I say before looking at the boy.

"Ian. Are you going to kill me?" He says, he has a raspy voice as if he has asthma or issues in his lungs.

"It depends why you aren't dead." Cato reply's looking at Ian menacingly, but I can tell that at present he won't be killed. He's softened his grip on his sword.

"So what are you alive for? And why is Peeta still alive?" Cato says.

"Well Peeta says that he can cook and camouflage us if we lose food and if we need to hide-" I say before Cato cuts me off.

"Why do we need to be hidden, we are going to be the predators not prey?" Cato says.

"Yes, but as a precaution. Also he is good with his knife" I say, less innocent blood spilled. At least for a while.

"Ok well what about Ian?" Cato questions.

"He is going to build a minefield around our supplies so no one can get to them." I say hoping against hope that Cato will find this a good excuse to not kill him.

I look around to see if anyone has come back to scavenge anything and see Marvel and Glimmer walking towards us. Marvel has his spear up and Glimmer is looking disappointed. They run to us when they see us and we all make our way to the lake.

It's after the bloodbath in which I kill 5 people, we start discussing it. I learn that Cato killed 4 people and Marvel killed 2. Glimmer got none and Peeta killed none but did Ian as hostage, so we let them both live. Thank goodness. We hear the anthem and turn to the sky as we have seen the other tributes do in the past and we start seeing the dead. First the district 3 girl, as she goes up we turn to the hostage but strangely he is smiling. Either because he is happy that he is still alive or because it means that the girl will not have to go through this. Then the boys of 4 and 5, both from 6 and 7, the boy from 8, both from 9 and the girl from 10. Seal and out.