Return to the Sea (Gale Hawthorne x OC)

Prologue

(The 72nd Hunger Games)
"You'll be fine, Ceto." my dresser, Alexei said.

I scoff, "Yeah right. I'm the biggest target."

He ignored me and helped me put on my thick, blue tribute's jacket.

"Tributes for the 72nd Hunger Games, please get ready to descend into the arena." the announcer said and a 60-second countdown started.

I looked at Alexei's dark blue eyes. "I guess this is goodbye for now," I said with a sad smile.

"Oh come here," He hugged me. "You'll be fine, I know you will. Your smart,  and I've heard you're a good tracker. Use those to your advantage. Now, go out there and win the games for your brother."

I turned and walked into the giant cylinder thing. Glass doors closed around me and I started upwards. When I reached the top, I blocked my eyes from the bright white. When my eyes adjusted to the light, I realized that I was in a snowy terrain. I looked around me and saw all the other tributes waiting for the countdown to end. I quickly spotted Nyle, my district partner.

He'll be one of the first to go. I thought to myself.
I looked over to the Cornucopia and spotted a spear and throwing knives. I looked some more and spotted the backpacks filled with things to help me survive.

As soon as the counting came down to 5, Seneca Crane's voice boomed throughout the arena.
"May the 72nd Hunger games begin!"

Boom.

I sprinted to the Cornucopia, being the first one there but having Dele, from 2, right on my tail. I grabbed the belt of knives first then a backpack. I turned on my heel trying to get the spear when an arrow soared right in front of me. I grabbed the spear and impaled the young boy from 11. Guilt instantly washed over me but I pushed it down. I sprinted out and away from the Cornucopia, away from the careers, and away from death.

~~~

I stayed hidden on the other side of a snowy hill, watching 2 careers "scouting" for others. Over the past 3 days, there have been slow deaths from tributes freezing and from the careers finding them. I, on the other hand, have been tracking the careers and I finally found them, well, half of them.

I silently grab a knife and throw it right in Dele's back. She fell forwards, a loud boom confirming her death. Marshall, district 2's male tribute, looked around trying to find the culprit. Once he was facing the other way I grabbed my spear and started charging right at him. He turned just in time to see the spear plunged through his stomach. He fell on his knees, blood coming out of his mouth. I pulled the spear out and pushed him back using my foot.
I walked away, a cannon sounding as a result of his death.

There are now 4.

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It has been a day without any deaths and probably not a lot of fighting either. The capital must be getting restless.

I continued trudging through the snow when I noticed the temperature change. It seemed to have gone up. I unzipped my coat and suddenly noticed the snow was melting slowly.

I shrugged it off, knowing it was one of the Capitol's doing and continued following the footprints of a tribute that looked fairly fresh. After a while, I finally saw my target, District 1, Hero.

He was by the Cornucopia, not looking to well. He looked dehydrated. I stab of sympathy washed over me but I pushed it away. He was also a killer.

I grabbed ahold of one of my knives and dropped everything but my spear strapped to my back. I started walking towards him, my only thought was getting home to my brother, Triton.

As soon as he heard my footsteps, he whipped around and started charging towards me. I dodged him and cut his forearm. He grunted but didn't give up and charged one more time. I used the momentum to push him down in the sand. I got on top of him and pinned his arms down.

"Please," he pleaded. "Get it over with."

At that, my eyes softened. "Close your eyes."

He did as I said, and I kissed his cheek, then push my knife through his heart.

Boom!

His cannon went off.

I'm going home.