Through the Eyes. (The Hunger Games fanfiction)

Chapter 10

The next morning I wake up before the sun rises. I know it's not enough sleep, but it's not smart to go back to sleep, now that the sun is out.  I look over and see Sampson still sound asleep. I'll wake him up in a while, but I'd better get something so we can eat. I know I don't have any food in my bag, and it's kinda hard to hunt with knives, so I set a few traps around the area. I walk back to the stream we passed last night. I fill up my water bottle and wash my face. Omar is going to be mad that the makeup is washed off, but I could really care less.

I walk back up to where Sampson is and see that his sleeping bag is empty. My stomach drops.

"Sampson?!" I call out. No answer.

"Sam!" I yell. I gather up our stuff and begin walking around frantically.

"Ariston!" I hear Sam call out. I slowly jog towards where his voice came from. When I see him in view, I sprint towards him, but the girl from District 8 beats me there. She has him by the throat by the time I can get close enough.

"Not another step, 2." She says, her voice hoarse.

"What do you want?" I ask, panting.

"To give the capital a show. Now, where are your career friends?" She asks.

"They're not far behind me." I lie. I'm a good liar, and I think she believes me.

"If you run now I think you might actually get away." I finish. She doesn't budge.

"That would be too easy, wouldn't it?" She grins. I take out two knives.

"Let him go. This can just be between the two of us." I say.

"No, I want him in it as well." She says and Sampson squirms in her grasp.

A cannon goes off in that moment, and my head turns quickly. The girl punches Sampson and kicks me in the back. I drop on the ground and roll a few inches. She follows quickly and kicks me in the stomach.

She goes to kick again, but I catch her foot and pull her on the ground. She drops down hard next to me and I bring the knife down on her. She pushes it away but she's not fast enough. The knife impales her forearm and she screams.

"Ariston?!" Elian yells. Why is he here?! The girl punches me in the jaw and throws me on the ground. She takes off and I moan.

Elian comes up beside me and turns me around.

"Hey, you okay?" He asks frantically. I nod and grunt as I sit up.

"I really hate her." I say and rub my jaw.

"Sampson!" Elian yells and runs past me. He picks up Sampson in his arms.

"She punched him. He's probably knocked out." I say and squat down next to them.

"No, he's not breathing!" Elian says and lays Sampson on his back and begins giving CPR.

"What?!" I shriek. I look at Sampson's face. It's pale and emotionless.

"What happened?" Elian demands.

"Nothing that I know of. I woke up and he was gone, then I found him being held by the District 8 girl. Then she punched him after a cannon went off and we fought. That was it, I swear."