kill for your love - the hunger games

(001) the barn of death

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KILL FOR YOUR LOVE.

act one.

(chapter one, the barn of death)

district ten, 72 ADD.

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FAINT FOOTSTEPS ACCOMPANIED BY rapid panting fought against the sounds of the cows mooing and groaning, the livestock barely glancing at the two seventeen-year-olds that creeped through the paddock. 

Hisses and whispers were hidden amongst their panting and the animals as the pair continued their journey. They were headed to the large, red barn that the cows and citizens of Ten knew all too well as the Barn of Death, the barn where the prize was. 

"Hurry up, June!"

"Shut it, Just!"

The cows flicked their tails about as they ignored the two siblings, carrying on eating their grass that littered the paddock. A white, newly painted fence surrounded the large area, a little gate at the very end with a gravel road that led to the Barn of Death. It was just a little way from where the two crouched behind an unbothered cow.

"This is stupid."

"This is smart."

Justice Hale rolled his eyes at his older sister's antics, clutching onto the satchel that hung by his left hip. His twin had a copy of the exact bag, she too holding onto it as she watched the moving cows, eyeing the gate.

"What if the farmer finds us?" Justice asked, fear setting into his eyes as he glanced around anxiously.

"Then we run," Juniper Hale replied with a smirk, looking over her shoulder at her twin as she reached up behind her, pulling her hair into a tight ponytail before sighing. Her cheeks were already red from running, sweat beading against her forehead. "Ready?"

"If we die because of this, you're dead."

"Can't die if I'm already dead." Juniper chuckled as she took a deep breath.

The minute the cow moved, ridding their hiding spot, the Hale twins launched up, sprinting their hearts out across the rest of the green paddock. The livestock moved out of their way, the twins making sure that no-one saw them darting to the Barn of Death. When they reached the white gate and gravel path, they leaped over the fence. 

"Hurry!" Justice urged once they reached the red barn, the smell of meat flooding their senses. Their prize. 

"Saying hurry won't help." Juniper grunted as she pulled a small knife out of her pocket, shoving the tip inside the lock as she began to move it around. She had never really picked a lock before and never had she really stolen meat from the Barn of Death, but as she heard Justice's impatient sighs from beside her, she tried to shove away her anxiousness and made it turn into glee when the barn doors opened up. "See? Nothing to worry about."