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I woke up in the middle of the night to hear a cannon go off, meaning another tribute had been killed. I shot up and looked around the dimly lit room. I couldn’t find Zane. I started to bite my nails thinking he mustn’t have come home from his hunt. For a second, I realised how much I actually cared about losing him. I didn’t love him or anything, but he was important to me nonetheless.
“Oh for the love of God” I hastily picked up my belongings, if Zane was in trouble I had to help somehow. Yes, he was cocky and annoying, but he was part of my alliance and that meant I would do everything in my power to help him and save him. I quickly make a lasso with my rope, maybe I would need it.
I stepped outside of the cornucopia barn only to see the hologram in the sky. A boy from district twelve had been killed.
I let out a deep sigh of relief.
“Thank God” I said under my breath, my heart still thumping incredibly fast.
Zane was okay. He’ll be home soon.
I slipped back into the cornucopia barn. I caught a quick glimpse of the bracelet around my wrist. Avery had given it to me as my district 10 token. She wore something similar in her games and it meant a great deal to me. As I laid back down I began to wonder if I had made my coach proud or if she had completely disowned me in front of the capitol. After all, I had done some pretty stupid things in the area. I felt incredibly home sick and scared about my impending doom.
On cue, I suddenly heard a beeping noise, the tell-tale sign of a sponsor gift. I ran outside, wondering what it could possibly be.
I grabbed the box and opened the letter. I read the writing sprawled messily on the paper.
“No” I gasped, reading it over again. I understood Avery’s poem completely.
“No, no, no!” I reiterated, absolutely shocked. This kind of thing didn’t happen in the games. Ever.
“Zane is trapped, things have changed
Take Trouble out for a run.
Bloom is on a rampage,
It’ll be you when she’s done”.
Bloom had captured Zane and was going to come after me next. She wanted me to take trouble and run. Coaches never sent warnings so I had no idea what was going on and why things had changed. Avery must be putting her life at stake to tell me this information.
I ripped the paper up into tiny pieces and buried it under the dirt. I didn’t want anyone to know about this, let alone the capitol viewers. The chances were that the camera was on Zane and Bloom right now, not me. But I still couldn’t take any chances.
I hastily grabbed my belongings including my lasso rope. It felt little like de ja vu.
“Why do bad things happen to good people?” I mumbled, kicking the door as I left.
I was now leaving the cornucopia unguarded which meant anyone could take it over. Still, Avery risked her life to tell me this information and I was going to follow it. I was going to take Trouble, and I was going to run, but only so I could save Zane.
He was in my alliance and I was going to help him.
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“Trouble, calm down” I had no idea how and when she became so attached to me. She was trying to nuzzle into my neck and was neighing gleefully.
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87th Games
FantasyTrust no one, betray any person and win at whatever the cost. Scarlett Aspen had been reaped into the 87th Hunger Games along with her arch enemy Arrow. To top it off, she had no hunting ability and knew little about survival (other than being able...