The 200th Annual Hunger Games - The Ultimate Games

Game 1, Day 3 (Morning)

Xavier Rowe POV

I blinked the sleep out of my eyes and looked up to the next branch. Jai lay across it, his leg dangling over the branch as he snored softly. I sighed and maneuvered out of my sleeping bag, tossing it to the ground along with my pack. I quickly followed, leaping down the tree and landing in a cat-like stance.

“Jai, let’s go!” I called. Jai quickly woke up and jumped down next to me, pack on his back. Without a word, we moved towards the cliffs. We had barely scraped past the careers with our lives at about midnight, so it clearly wasn’t safe to stay at the top of the cliff within the trees and plants.

My fingers brushed against a fern, coated in lots of little rain droplets. The bright green colour jumped out at me, and I swallowed the huge lump that rose in my throat.

Anastasia’s eyes were green.

Jai noticed my expression, and his normal tough demeanor vanished.

“You OK?”

I shook my head, tears springing from the corners of my eyes.

“I’m going to fucking kill her.” I said angrily, my voice shaking.

Jai took a deep breath and gripped me by the shoulders, his eyes boring into mine.

“Xavier, I told you. The person you saw behead-“

I recoiled and wailed at his words, and Jai realized his mistake.

“The person you saw kill Anastasia was Eliza. Not Eve.”

“IT WAS EVE!” I exploded. “I SAW HER!”

Jai stared me in the face. “Xavier, Eve and Eliza look really similar, OK? Same stature, same hair, same skin tone. It’s easy to mistake one of them for the other.”

“IT WAS EVE!” I screamed again. “AND WHEN I FIND HER IM GOING TO KILL HER!”

“XAVIER!” Jai yelled. “CALM DOWN!”

I knew it was Eve. I just knew it.

‘I’m coming for you, Eve’ I thought to myself.

‘Watch out. I will

Hunt.

You.

Down.’

 

Arwin Yates POV

I shook Benji awake, groaning in frustration as he rolled over onto his stomach. Shane rolled his eyes and crawled towards us, shaking Benji violently.

“Whaaaaaaaat?” Benji muttered. “Get off!”

“Benji, we’re leaving now.” I said. “We need to place the bombs at the cornucopia. Remember?”

Benji finally clambered to his feet, mumbling obscenities under his breath. We packed some supplies into our backpacks and put them onto our shoulders, kicking dirt over the smoldering coals from the fire. Eve, Fern, Shane, Benji and I finally set off, eating small amounts of cooked rabbit as we went along. After a while, we got down the gentle slope of the cliff and down to the beach. After about half an hour or so of swimming (slowed down slightly by Fern’s leg) we reached the island with the cornucopia. The careers sat together in the cornucopia, probably discussing something. Piper was strangely absent.