Chapter 12

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"Did I just see my mother?How did I see my mother?" My thoughts instantly go to my mother...and my father.They both probably loved me or they didn't.Thats a mystery I'll never know.I suddenly come back to reality and realize this is no time for daydreaming.Its starting to get dark and I'm far enough in the woods by now,I've been limping for two hours now and the adrenaline has left my body which brings back the pain in my leg.I need a place to rest for the night,I tell myself.Then I see it,a tree that had fallen over and made a perfect canopy with leaves.I slowly start jogging towards it,I'm within 10 feet of it when I suddenly hit a invisible wall.Only it doesn't electrocute me but grabs me and holds on to me,I thrash my arms and legs trying to get free of its grip.I suddenly break free and drop to the ground.I look up at it only to realize it's not a wall,but a thick mass of vines from a fallen tree.I slowly get up and walk up to it,I place my hand on it."It has tree sap all over it." I say as I try to pull my hand off the sticky vines. "I barely got out of this stuff" I say under my breath," If those careers would have found me in this it would have been an easy kill." I start laughing and walk around it toward the canopy,I'm halfway when I stop. "Easy kill.....an easy kill....EASY KILL!!!" My mind screams at me,I turn around and look at the vines," This is a deadly weapon,I can use it as a trap.I could lure the careers here and get them tangled in the vines and would have no problem killing them.No... No that's to risky,it could backfire easily.I need it to be movable,I could rip it up and carry it around with me.I could throw it on them and then attack them,but I would have to make the vines into a sort of net to do that kinda thing and I need a weapon to kill them. I could find a stick and sharpen the end of it to kill them." I look up and smile, " Ive got some work to do."

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