The Hunger Games: The Cry of Temperance

The Second Night II

"Someone's taken out the mines near the podiums," Chiara looked over to Satiya, as she kept her crossbow between her hands. "You see the little dirt piles in the ground?"

"Yeah– who do you think did it?"

"Dunno," Zion called out as he looked at the both of them, "but I don't wanna know what they've done with them."

"Do you think they're using it as a weapon?" Satiya blinked.

"I don't think they're using it for anything else, really. Unless they're trying to to keep something from being found," Chiara nodded. "We've just gotta watch our step."

"Someone else's gone down," Zion decided to mention the fact that a cannon had only fired minutes ago. "Who do you think it was?"

"There was fifteen other people with us, weren't there? It's hard to tell who it is." Chiara murmured.

"Well, it's not us," Zion shrugged, "so that knocks down three out of the sixteen."

Chiara looked out at the sky, "they should be showing the Fallen soon."

Satiya looked up at the sky, a little pang in her heart starting to weigh her down despite not understanding why her concern had picked up as it did. Despite not really having that good of a bond or even an alliance with him, she still wanted to know whether he made it out alive.

"Hey," Chiara placed an hand on her shoulder. "I'm sure he's alright."

"How'd you–"

"You were talking about it earlier, we were talking about the Fallen. It didn't take too long to piece together."

"I just hope he's okay."

"I'm sure we'll find him," Chiara nodded. "We've just gotta give him some time to show up, he seems smart."

"But.."

"He's strong, at least– the training scores didn't show it, but he looks like he can handle himself."

"I wonder why he purposely sabotaged himself though," Satiya murmured.

"Probably the same reason why most of us don't want to be here," Chiara spoke quietly as she looked out to the ruined buildings that revolved around them. "Maybe he didn't want to give them the satisfaction of his true extent."

"Maybe.."

"Guys!" Zion called out from ahead as he peeked his head out from the cornucopia. "Look over here," he crouched down as he was holding a box that had been pried open. "I thought these were just for decor."

The box inside had a few things– there was cured meat of some sort, and a thermos of water. Most importantly, the thermos as he had tried to unscrew the top off before handing it over to the girls. "There's more of these too!"

He was prying off the tops of the boxes with the spearhead, some of the boxes came up empty, others had at least one or two items contained inside of them. Though, most were just different weaponry, there was a lack of essentials like food and water– but for the most part, they had found two bottles of water, and a few pieces of salted meat, some fruit, but that was it.

Chiara decided to keep the crossbow, but held a sickle in her other hand.

Zion looked in, and kept the spear– while looking over at Satiya, "you've gotta get something to use as well, right?"

"I don't know.." Satiya murmured.

"You can't protect yourself without something," he added. "We can't be there all the time."