Disney Hunger Games [complete]

Chapter 19 - I found him... Not breathing

<Jasmine's POV>

The night is slowly falling. The hairs on my arms stand up as the wind blows. it get colder towards the night. I'm worn out from walking for more than an estimated four hours, my legs feel like their going to collapse below me. Holding a sword in one hand, a bag in the other I trudge through through the eery forest. I haven't stopped following the lake.

I hear a snap behind me. I shudder as behind me hands grab at my neck, I gasp for air but I can hardly suck in any, I face the murderer as he pins me down below him, his grip growing stronger by the second. My head feels like its going to explode. It's a blonde man, my vision is blurry because my body is currently focused on my oxygen levels. It's John.

"I need to win!" he shouts, I squeak, I'm about the pass out as suddenly I realise my legs are free, I knee up, towards where the sun don't shine. He winces, he gets off me to cradle himself. I gasp for air.

It's the best feeling in the word. My face is hot and my muscles are mush, this is all from the lack of oxygen.

He lies on the ground sobbing. I never knew my knee had the power to hurt someone so bad.

I turn away and finish him off with my sword

*cannon goes*

I don't turn back I don't want to see the damage I caused. I feel around him for his bag, Yes!

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"Hmm, thanks for the dry apricots and bag of apples John!" I laugh

He must of had a starvation problem... Lol

Finally I recognise a section of the lake! I'm almost there!

I run up towards Aladdin and I's camping area.

He's still asleep. I tap him "Hey sleepy! I'm back!"

No response
"Aladdin?"
No response
"Aladdin!"

I roll him over and his not breathing. I shriek. I listen for his heart.

It's still going.

I start breathing into his mouth and pumping on his chest: C.P.R

I can feel hot tears falling down my face, I continue to pump on his chest.

I stop pumping and listen to his chest, no heart beat.

I sit back and bawl my eyes out. Aladdin is gone...

I open up the bag, Mulan was wrong, it wasn't medicine, it was soup, attached came a note

'Dearest Jasmine,
No medicine can fix Aladdin's stomach infection, take care and stay alive
p.s the soup isn't for you or aladdin, there are serious consequences if consumed
-Mickey and the game makers: Goofy and Pluto'

I sit back and cry.

"Why do I need soup if it wasn't for us!" I shout through tears.