The Hunger Games: Skyes story *completed*

Realization

We are getting closer to the smoke and the next thing I see is an arrow coming towards me. I move out of the way just in time. I throw my knife and it lands in her arm.
"OW!" She screams of obvious pain. I look around for the closest weapon and I find a plastic spoon. That'll work. Cato and Peeta are fighting, Dash is trying to get the knife out of her arm and Yvannah is crying over Rye, which got shot by Dash's arrow and killed him. I reach for the spoon and choke dash with it. "What the heck are you doing?!" She screams. I don't respond i just tighten my grip on the spoon and won't let go. Her face turns red and she's starting to cough up blood. In just a few minutes she collapses and dies. Cato is struggling with Peeta so while he is distracted i jump into peeta, grab his neck, and snap his spine. Just like that it's over. 2 cannons boom signaling district 12's death. Cato gives a slight smile and then quickly frowns. My smile drops too. After we kill the others it will just be us. I shake my head to clear the thought.
"Im going to go hunt for some food. You guys stay here." I say and I walk off.
Cato's POV:
After Skye killed Peeta, realization must have set in. After Marvel and the others die then we will be the last two left.
"Skye wait..." I say, stopping her
"Cato just leave me be for now!" She says as her tone rises. I try to put my hand on her shoulder but she slaps it away. I turn to Marvel and Lily who are hand in hand.
"Gosh guys this is the hunger games not the rom—" and before I can get the rest of my scentence out, I hear a scream. An all to familiar scream. My feet start running before I can stop them. "SKYE! SKYE!" Im yelling. I don't care about anybody hearing me because well, let's face it, all the other tributes are dead besides the careers and Yvannah. I look around and see Skye standing there. It didn't look like Skye.
"Skye..." I quietly say. She turns around and I can't stop looking at her face. The glossiness and dialation of her eyes. Big as saucers. She's twitching. She's more pale than usual. I see the fog around her. And then realization sinks in.
She's being hijacked within the arena.