Through the Eyes. (The Hunger Games fanfiction)

Chapter 11

When I wake up, the sun is shining so bright that it hurts my eyes. I sit up and rub my eyes, relieved that I finally got enough sleep. I look up in the sky and see that the sun is directly in the middle.

"Crap. I overslept." I say frantically and begin packing up.

"Yes you did," a voice says and I feel a sowed press to my back. I freeze and straighten up. I'd know that voice from anywhere.

"District 8," I say without looking at her. I can almost see the smirk she must be giving off.

"Where did your little boyfriend go?" She asks.

"Sorry, but he's not interested in girls that kill twelve year olds." I snap and feel her foot kick my back. I go rolling down the hill. I didn't think it would hurt to go down as much as it hurt going up, but boy was I wrong. I land hard on the bottom with a grunt and move slowly to get up. My shoulder is stinging and I can feel the scratches all over my body. Plus where she kicked me hurts too.

I hear her land next to me and roll me over. Her fist comes down hard on my cheek, then my gut. I grunt as I roll with all my might away from her and to my feet. I grab a knife from the holster and throw it at her. It's heading straight for her forehead, until she ducks out of the way and swings her sword at me.

Where does she get all these weapons?

I duck underneath it and kick her chest. She goes stumbling backwards and I elbow her in the chest. She yells out before I punch her right in the nose. If there was a record for best punch, that one would have beat them all. That one made my knuckles bleed, not to mention her broken nose too.

She screams and lands on her back.

"That was for District 11," I say, shaking out my hand.

I punch her again in the jaw and her head falls to the ground. Knockout.

"and that was for Sampson."

I could kill her right then. Drive a knife through her heart and she's done. But she's the only thing that is keeping the careers from hunting Elian. If she's dead, he's their target.

But what if I made the careers come after me?

I don't know where the thought came from, or what I did with it. But it wasn't a bad one, and I was starting to grow more and more in its favor. But how would I do that? Killing District 8 wouldn't do anything. They don't hate her that much. But what if I killed one of them? I could do that to any of them....except for Iris. Now she's the one that I would be okay with killing. They would all be mad, even though they all hate her, but it's still an act of treason. A very small act, but still treason.

So that's it, I have to kill Iris.

I turn to the District Eight girl and shove her head into the ground, just to make sure she's truly knocked out, and not just faking it. I grab my bag from the top of the hill and begin my trek. If the girl from Eight found me, then the careers might not be far from here. But I'll never be able to take on them all at once, so I'll have to get Iris alone.

For a good forty minutes, I walk around, finding broken arrows or footprints in the mud along the way. It helps determine which direction they went, and the arrow tips are also a good weapon. I decide that when I kill Iris, I should give the capital a show, just to make up for the time I've spent crying and looking weak in the arena. I just hope that Fletcher doesn't watch. I don't want him involved in all of that.

I finally find my alliance at least an hours walk away from the river, and when I step into their camp, everyone's weapon is pointed at me, except for Asher's.