{COMPLETED} Catching the Mockingjay ~ Mockingjay's Flight Sequel (#Wattys2017)

Day 2: Frosted Mountain

I yawn. The stone isn't comfortable at all. My head aches from the stone floor. I had no dreams except for one. A dream where I died instead of Jewel. That dream would be nice if it accutally happened. I stare at the black coals in the fire pit. All the wood is burnt and gone. I sit up. I'll be in the same clothes for a while, so I have to get used to getting dressed into the winter stuff.

I pull on my parka, mitts and earmuffs. I guide my self to the hole in the wall, and look outside. The arena is a Frosted forest. It's decorated with snowflakes that fall slowly. I limp closer outside. The knife from yesterday left a scar. I pull out my Spears, and climb down the mountain. The snow falls lighter, but still freezes my cheeks. I clutch the Spears, and jump from where I am. I fall into the fresh snow and laugh. Who knew that the Hunger Games would be this nice. I sit up, and jump for my Spears. I tuck them in the nice spear bag on my back.

I walk into the Forest, searching for wood. I gather a few sticks, but everything is wet and frozen. I rub the snow off of the wood. I'll have to figure out how to dry it. Soon, I get a few, dry logs and stick them in my bag. I hike back to the mountain. The snow falls slowly down, and covers the trees. It's so beautiful. I clutch Jewel's ash necklace and think. "If you could only be here Jewel." Tears flood in my eyes. Suddenly I hear a shake.

I begin to run. Footsteps trail in the snow behind me. I run quicker, and quicker. I can't afford to die. I got to live for Jewel and the rest of my family. I reach the mountain and stare at it. I pull out my Spears and begin to climb up, panicking. I hear the crunching of snow stop. My legs dangle, as I climb faster. "Not so fast weakling." I hear the sound of something swish by my ears. I look to the side of me.

A knife splits into the rock beside my ear. I begin to climb faster. Suddenly I feel something cut through my pants. A stabbing pain floods through me. I scream and look down. The other tribute threw a knife at me. It hit my leg dead on. Another knife is thrown at me, hitting my arm. I can't move. My Spears come out of the rock, I fall into the snow.

I look to the side of me. I hear a cannon. "Am I dead? No, I'm not." I think. I see blood begin to gush in the snow where the boy was. I sit up. Kal stands there. A spear is stuck in the boy's back. "Just this once Crystal. Just this once." He tosses me a bandage roll and runs into the forest. I pick it up. I looks at the boy. The spear is stuck through is heart. I imagine what he would have felt before he died.

Pain.

A darkness looms over me. I weakly stand up and pick up my Spears. I begin to climb back up. Soon, I reach the cave. I push myself up, and then lay there. I feel no need to do anything anymore. I lay there in silence forever. My bag is thrown off my back and the bandage is just out of my reach. I grab the bandage.

I wrap the bandage around my arm and leg. It aches. Everything aches. I feel like I'll die right here, right now. I can't move, I can't think. I feel like there is no need to live. I fiddle with the bandage, tears rolling down my checks. "It's all over." I cry. I hear a gust of wind blow onto me. I don't move, I don't want to move.

~A/N~

So guys, I'm really getting bored with this book. I never thought I'd say this but I wish I never had made a sequel. No one is reading this book, even after people have given me Shoutouts.
So for now, I'll do slow updates.
Hope you understand

Jia~Chan