The Hunger Games (Writing Contest) [CLOSED]

Alyssa's Version

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I run. I run faster then I have ever run before. I am absolutely furious and at this point blinded with rage. Ember from District 11 has my bow. MY BOW! But I have her arrows. A bow won't be much use without arrows. This is the train of thought I had been running through my head for the past thirty minutes. I've been running nonstop. I need to get away from the brutality of the Bloodbath and I need to find Zrum.

I'm impressed with how fast my body is moving. Ember has knocked me around pretty good. But I was going plenty fast for no one to want to follow me. I run for another twenty minutes until I can hardly breath anymore. I've been running to long. I slow to a jog than to a walk. I see a clearing ahead and decide that I will stop there to rest. I push my way through the brush lining the clearing and enter. Sighing at the pristine sight of the flowering clearing. It's beautiful. I sit my arrows against a tree and relax. I take in the scent of the flowers and all the fresh air. Who knows? This might be the last time that I get this. I hear a sound and gasp. I look up. Someone has found me.

It's Warner from District 1! A career! How could I possibly stand a chance against the whole pack? We stare at each other for a few seconds until it becomes evident to me that he is alone. I wonder why he isn't with the rest of them? Anyway I knew I didn't have time to think about it and he clearly wasn't going to just let me walk away. Id have to fight my way out of this one. I may only have a quiver of arrows but I also have my brute strength.

I look closely and see that Warner has a knife. A big knife. My stupid instincts tell me to back up and my body listens. However this doesn't seem to phase Warner as he advances quickly at me from the other end of the clearing. He's very fast and I likely wouldn't get far. So as a feat of quick thinking I grab an arrow out of my quiver and hold it in front of me. I hold my hand steady so Warner can't tell how nervous I am. But on the inside I'm freaking out. I'm planing my next move and everything. What would I do when he got into range? As soon as my thought process began he was ramming into me and slamming me into the tree I had been leaning on and spilling the rest of my arrows to the ground. He sneered down at me evilly and stabbed his large knife through my shoulder. I scream. I have to start fighting back or he was going to torture me. He would give me a long painful death and I'm not having that.

Before I can make a move Warner picks me up by my hair and throws me to the ground. Blood soaks the ground and I know that it's mine. I have to kill him soon and get away to Zrum or I would die. I crawl briskly to my arrow that Warner has taken from my hand and I grab it. My hand wraps around it just in time for me to be picked up by the hair again. Enough. I'm done with this. I kick out wildly and end up hitting Warner's knee. It buckled under him with what was surely an ACL tear. I peel myself away from him and back away. I had to think fast. Warner was inching his way up already! He must be in shock! I think quick and grab my arrow with both hands so it acts like a close line. Boldly I run at Warner and just as he is standing up my arrow Rams into his neck. Warner falls to the ground. There's no blood but he's struggling to breath and is almost unconscious. Still alive though. Good. I don't want to kill anyone yet. I get up and go to collect my arrows off the ground. I grimace at the pain in my shoulder and hope that a sponsor would send my something. Soon I hear a spinster gift coming. I open the gift and see a can of pepper spray. Not what I was hoping for but definitely another weapon that would help me with opponents that even my strength was not enough to overcome. I collect my arrows and inch my way into the forest. I hear Warner starting to come around and I can't be here when he wakes up. He's sure to be pissed. And I didn't want to be there to see that. So I walked further into the woods as fast as I could go on my seemingly never ending search for Zrum.