Mockingjay's Daughter (Hunger Games Fanfiction)

Chapter 30: Grey

"We are here Willow," Drakob's soft voice whispers in my ear, nudging me slightly to wake up and grab his attention.

Peaks of the late summer morning sun beams hit my tired eyes, urging them to open.

I can feel his hands still holding me in the same position as before. My eyes instantly shoot open, looking up into his grey seam eyes.

Grey...admittivly my absolute favaroute colour.

It's a mixture between black and white. Good and evil you could even say. People can view it as a boring colour which is dismal and dark; or even a sign of aging. To me it shows that a person has lived a full life. Time. Ancient truth, beauty and even the afterlife. Ghosts are known to be thought of as the colour grey after all. It's like a hidden blanket. I would do anything for grey eyes like Mom's and Drakob's, despite some people thinking of the colour as boring...

"Willow?" Drakob asks again shining his perfect teeth. "Why are you looking at me like that?" He laughs staring back into my inhereted blue eyes off my Dad.

"I was just thinking about my favaroute colour." I admit truthfully grabbing the fully filled waterbottle out of his other hand, gulping down the lukewarm water in seconds which he must of refilled. Still. Despite the temprature of it, water was water. Any clean water will do for me.

As Drakob places my body beside a rock to lean on, I wriggle around until I am a bit more comfy while he lays down the bag and bow.

He then says; "Yeah? What would that be then?"

"Grey," I smile. "Silver grey, the colour of your eyes." The way I said this made me sound quite flirtatious, even though I am not at all and wasn't meaning to say it like that, it just came out sounding like I was!

"Gray," his eyes widen when I say this, repeating what I said. "Really? Grey?! What about pink, purple or any other 'girl' colour." Drakob jokes as I lean foward slightly to nudge his leg since he is standing up at the moment.

"Hey. Don't be so stereotypical. You should take it as a compliment."

"Really?" He smacks back a smile kneeling down to retrive a couple of remaining drops from the water bottle.

"Yeah."

This moment was tense. Drakob had found himself kneeling down about 20 cm's away from my face.

"Right. Well-" my speech is cut off by the infuriating stinging sensation from my leg where Cory had cut it deeply. I didn't want to look down at it, knowing it will just make me gag and retch. I hiss at it in pain curling up into a ball.

"Oh god Willow..." I can feel Drakob's hands rest on my good leg. "Don't worry you'll get through this, just like your Dad did when he injured his leg in the 74th Games..." I can feel him move his hand away from me. "We'll go find the medicine by the cornucopia."

"No!" I let out, feeling his body freeze next to mine. "Just leave me here to rot Drakob or kill me now. Honestly at the moment I-I could not care less."

I didn't expect all this pain to come back all at once. The medicine Mom and Dad sent did say for a "while", so it must of worn off now.

"Has the medicine worn off?" Again. It is like he can read my mind. I nod, my face muffled into my chest. "I'll go find something else at the cornucopia for you, don't worry." He consoles me about to get up.

"I'm sorry," I begin to cry before he has a chance to leave. "I am sorry for being weak and not brave Drakob. I don't even deserve to live."

"You do."

"No I don't! Them people I've killed, I cannot get their faces out of my head" I can feel my face burning up to boiling, feeling too weak to shout this. "They're going to haunt me forever when I close my eyes!"

"I feel the same way too Willow," I turn around so I can see his face. His eyes are slightly watery and his cheekbones look gaunt. He looks so malnurished. "The innocent people I've killed won't get out of my head, it feels like they will stalk me forever..."

"It will." I breathe out, rubbing my artic cold fingers together anxiously. "It will for me anyway. It has since the very day we got here."

"I forgot to ask. Where is Autumn?" Draob questioned me.

"I killed Autumn...I thought I had made a friend and I killed her."

He does not even look suprised. "Why?"

"Because she tried to kill me and confessed that she was the one who was eating all the food we had collected."

"I told you Willow. I did warn you that she was a snake." Drakob turns without another word, leaving the stuff behind and running to the cornucopia hiding behind the last couple of trees by the bottom mountian ledge.

"Where are you going?!" I shout to him weakly changing the subject. There was no point consulting him as to why she has done what she did.

He stops by the trees then turns to face me. "To find something for your leg at the cornucopia. You can not go on for much longer like this."

"Well...just be careful." I say knowing that I won't convince him. "Traps could be lurking anywhere around there espeshly."

He gives me a nod then blends into the dark shadows behind the trees in the distance to the cornucopia not far away.

I feel bad for him being nice to me and helping me heal with (what seems) no intention in killing me what-so-ever. I truly do think he likes be back and I did feel something when we kissed. I felt a spark. The sort that you get when...

I can't even bein to explain.

All I can say, is that it felt amazing.

Suddenly, a massive boom echo's across the Games, making the entire ground shake, snapping me out of my thoughts immeditly.

Then again.

Struggling, I grip onto the rock I am leaning on behind me and try to push myself up onto my feet to check if Drakob is ok. It felt as if it came from the closest mountian, where the cornucopia is suppost to be.

I cry in pain at every milimeter I move up and try as hard as I can to not put any weight on my bad leg. I bite my lip to stop myself making any sound whatsoever from wailing out. Not that it even mattered. Gripping a small vine hanging off the rock ledge, I use it to pull myself. When I get on my feet shifting all of my weight on one leg, the ground shakes more fierce this time and the roaring noise screams even louder, causing me to nearly fall over again.

"DRAKOB!" I scream at the top of my lungs, looking around desperately, frantically for him. "DRAKOB WHERE ARE YOU?!"

After waiting a few seconds, he doesn't not show up so I decide try and run to the cornucopia for Drakob. My heart is beating as a loud looping tune in my ear. Beating, beating, beating at me furiously running to him.

I feel like I've never ran this fast in my entire life. But I feel so determined to know if he's ok. My leg is agonising for it to stop, but I can't. I need to find him.

When I finally get to the trees in front of the mountains, I see the large metallic black cornucopia shining like a dazzling diamond from the bleak sun hitting the edge. The cornucopia seems to be just below the first mountain bottom. Where me and Drakob had first found each other. This cannot be a coincidence.

I cannot see Drakob anywhere still. Thick, hazy fog starts engulfing my surroundings, making me nothing but grey fog.

Grey.

My favaroute colour.

"DRAKOB!"

Here it is!

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