"You don't play with fire,
unless you wanna get burned,
wanna get burned."
-Grace Vanderwaal.
Ataraxia Blake has absolutely no one left. nobody she cares about. when young Lilliana get reaped for the 68th Hunger games, Ataraxia feels as if she sho...
"F-E-A-R has two meanings. Forget Everything And Run, or, Face Everything And Rise. The choice is yours."
-Pinterest
SONG OF THE CHAPTER|| Bellyache by Billie Eilish
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SCREAMS OF TERROR ring out through the arena as Ataraxia and Willow painfully watch the careers torture Samuel from district six. He was the last non-career tribute left apart from herself and Willow. The careers certainly took the whole "Death by a thousand cuts" thing as a motto. They all took turns slowly cutting some part of him body, he let out loud cries for help, but Willow and Roxi couldn't do anything. They couldn't take on four career tributes at the same time.
The duo felt awful for the boy, but there was nothing they could do. Not until they left.
The careers finally finished torturing him and left him to bleed out. Every once in a while Ataraxia could hear his quiet whimpers and moans from all of the deep gashes they had left on him. The kid looked like he was fourteen at most and they had just brutally tortured him. How can someone do that? Ataraxia thought to herself.
♡
"The careers are going to sleep" Ataraxia stated. "While I put the poor kid from six out of his misery, You have to take their weapons and dump them in the lake. Then we kill as many as we can before they wake up. Got it?" She asked.
"Got it" Willow echo'd. The two shimmied down the tree and quietly walked into the abandoned Carnival setting. The game makers wanted to do something different this year. I guess different means an assortment of carnival games and rides that looked like they had been on some abandoned island for a hundred years surrounded by trees.
I am never gonna be able to step foot in a carnival again. Ataraxia thought.
Willow silently took hold of each and every weapon in sight and tossed them into the stream, most of them where guns so they would be ruined in water, the few daggers and swords they found, She hid atop the Ferris Wheel.
Ataraxia walked over to the boy who was somehow still alive. "Hey." Roxi said. "I'm so sorry for what they did to you." She added. "Can I?" She asked motioning towards his wounded body.
"Please" He choked out, staring at her. Tears formed in Ataraxia's eyes and she pushed the knife deep into his neck, killing him. finally. Ataraxia felt a tear slide down her cheek. She only knew this kid for a few minutes and he was suffering in pain, but he reminded her of Finnick, he even looked like him.
She couldn't just leave him like that.
Not when he was so young and reminded her so much of her best friend.
Roxi spotted a patch of wildflowers nearby and walked over gently pulling some of them out.
♡
Finnick watched the screen as Ataraxia looked away and put the poor kid from six out of his misery. He could see that it was hard for her. He was so young. Finnick wasn't sure what was going through her head but she picked a posey of wildflowers and gently scattered them acrossed his body, covering each and every gash on the boys body.
Finnick could see the gears turning in her head as she trudged over to Willow and the career pack, determination clear on her face.
The duo slowly began stabbing, slitting throats, and shooting as many career tributes as they could, One of them began to wake up before they could mangle the last two.
Finnick watched, worry etched on his features. This is going to kill her. He thought. Nobody comes out of the games the same person they where before. Especially not when you killed to get there.
♡
Ataraxia and Willow bolted into the tree line and climbed up one of them as fast as they could to get away from them. At some point Roxi had lost hold of her dagger. When she was secured in the tree she looked back and saw that the male tribute from district two carrying her dagger looking for vengence.
♡
Two days have gone by and nothing has happened. Ataraxia and Willow have been hidden in the trees and the tributes from district one and two have been searching for days. It was around midnight when Ataraxia decided she had had enough of being defenseless, she had nothing to defend herself with except for a baseball bat since she had lost her dagger.
Might as well make it more deadly. She thought.
Ataraxia slowly exited the tree as Willow was sleeping, she climbed the Ferris Wheel among other rides, and plucked out any loose nails. once she got back into the tree line, she did her best to nail the nails into the bat. Not too deep though, she did still need to beat people to death with it.
Ataraxia figured she would need some sleep so she placed the bat in the tree and tied herself in, dozing off into a dreamless sleep, her last thoughts being of Finnick.
♡
The burning glare of fire woke Ataraxia as it began burning her skin "Fucking hell" She yelled, she chastely untied herself, and grabbed ahold of whatever she could carry, which unfortunately was only her bat. She ran, Willow following. Ataraxia hissed and screamed as the fire burned her legs and arms.
Willow didn't have anything in her hands, she wasn't able to take hold of anything before the fire from hell decided to grace them with it's presence. The fire is chasing them everywhere, suddenly a canon goes off. One of the careers is dead.
three tributes left.
Willow Rayne- District seven
Aiyden Hale- District two.
Ataraxia Blake- District four.
The only place in the entire arena that was not currently on fire, was the house of mirrors. "Of course its the house of mirrors." Ataraxia muttered as she and Willow bolted into the only safe place- well as safe as it could be, being in a game designed to kill all but one person in there.
It didn't take long for the duo to lose each other in the maze of Mirrors "Willow!" Roxi called out for her friend. "Willow where are y-" She was cut off as a bloodcurdling scream rang out through the air "ROXI!!!!"
Ataraxia bolted towards the sound, spotting Aiyden from district two with her dagger to Willow's throat.
