I’m pissed off at this point. Probably even more pissed off than what’s good for a person. Last night’s thinking has led me to realize the kind of person I’ve become during all of this: the kind of person who is the angriest and most dangerous tribute alive in this Arena. The Careers, hah, they can go and suck it! I’m everybody’s worst nightmare, you hear me?! I’m so pissed off I’d take the entire pack of tributes coming at me at once and I’d still take them all. I’m that angry and that dangerous. I’m gonna make sure that the two Careers know that. Especially that girl from 1…hell, I’m gonna make sure she regrets ever trying to lay a damn hand on me!
I get down from the tree and fill up my bottle and eat whatever food I have left. I even find some berries by the river to eat. I’m done running now. I’m gonna end this once for all. If the Careers want me, come and get me, bitches! I ain’t scared of you! I’ve never been scared of any of you!
I leave everything behind except for the knife and the axe, and walk back into the woods. I’m looking for something I can use as a trap and a location for it. I see there are strong vines hanging down from most of the trees and they’re all quite strong it seems. I then go looking for a rock that I can use. Something looks big and deadly will fit well into my plans I think to myself as I go searching with my guard up. I find one just right for the task and then wrap some vines around it and then the other end I throw around a branch before I pull it up just so that it’ll hit someone’s head. I use a second vine to put the rock into position so that the only thing left for me to do, is cut that vine and the rock will come out of nowhere to smash a certain somebody’s face.
Only thing left for me to do now is to find two bastard-Careers. I make sure to leave marks on the path I put behind me, just so that I’m sure I’m going the right way when I eventually find them. The rain is pouring down on the forest again….adding to the dramatic effect I suppose. I promise you, this is going to be too much for the crowd because there’s gonna be a hell of a lot of action that they’re not gonna know what happened…and I don’t plan on sticking around to tell them either.
However, I turn my trail of thoughts back to the weather and what I know. When the rain comes, there is thunder, and there is thunder…mutts! Just as I get to the conclusion myself, a mutt jumps out of the bushes and bites me hard, the exact same spot as the one yesterday. It’s the same size and it of course had to bite where I’ve already been bitten! I let out a weak yelp as it bites hard. I’ve pushed myself to not scream at this point, it hurts so much I could easily pass out if I wanted to, but I don’t. I’m not gonna let this little bastard be the end of me! However, this one doesn’t strike me as strong as the one from yesterday. I manage to pull out my one knife and stab it, killing it almost right away. You bitch…wait, hold on, here comes your evil twin-sisters.
Just as I look up ahead, there they are. “Well, hello there, 7. Are you ready to give up?” The girl from 1 says to me. It’s just her and the girl from 4 left. I guess the girl from 2 didn’t stand a chance against that mutt last night…and neither do these two against me! “Hah, you really think I’ll give up that easily?” I answer back, finally allowing my feisty-self to appear. I engage in a stare-down with the girl from 1. “You know, I eat your kind for breakfast back home. Has it ever occurred to you that I have not ever been scared of you for a single second of the Games?” I then ask her as I see her turn slightly insecure by the way she slightly turns her head.
“Well, if you haven’t been up till now, you definitely will be once I get my hands on you.” Okay, that sounded so wrong that I’m almost pissing myself. It’s really that easy to shake it off if you manage to interpret it in the wrong context. “Funny thing, I was about to say the same thing, 1.” I say as I then turn around and start running. I take off in the same direction that I’ve come from and it’s really easy to know where I need to stop. Luckily for me, it isn’t that far to go because looking back, I know those girls could easily catch me if there was this long ass way to go. They’re 16 both of them! I’m only 14! They have the advantage when it comes to physically having the edge. “You can’t run forever, 7!” I hear one of them yell behind me. I turn my head carefully while smiling at them, “Oh, don’t worry! I don’t intend to either!”
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Becoming Adamant [#1]
Fanfiction[UNEDITED] What was the story about Sylvia Mason? Who was she before she became a victor? Reaped at the age of 14, Sylvia Mason is one everybody in the Capitol expects to be killed right off at the beginning of the Games. Appearing as a weakling to...