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Well, another long wait, but the next chapter is finally here!
Alia Dunera
District 8
He's behind me. I continue running as fast as I can, trying to outrun the spiky-haired kid from District 3. "Don't you dare run away, coward!" How subtle can you get? He calls me coward when he teams up with a bit of slime who, through cheating tactics, killed all the Careers. Filthy hypocrite.
That of course can be applied to the Capitol, too. Calling us barbarians in our eating habits. Then they send us in and twenty-three lives are lost. I, of course, deny him, and continue running. He has no bow, and even if he did, I don't think he'd be that good at it. So he can't shoot me, and all he can do is to continue running.
Of course, I'm getting tired. It won't help to keep running when my body is screaming to stop. So I stop, breathing heavily, and draw my sword just as he strikes, a clanging noise resonating through the Arena. I slash at him, but he sidesteps and attacks again. Unprepared for the sudden move, I'm caught off guard and he manages to slash my shoulder.
I yell in pain, but quickly stop. No reason to continue, it would just make things worse. I step back, and we both take a break, breathing heavily. "Why are you attacking me?" I ask. The boy doesn't respond automatically. He finally answers, "You were snooping in other people's business. I just had to make sure that business wasn't spread."
He raises his sword, but before he attacks, I kick him in the face, sending him tumbling to the ground. I start running away, and he follows me. I have to get away. What did he mean by sticking my nose in other people's business? I had simply walked by his campsite, and he had to kill me for that?
I hear a yell, and I turn and look to my side. The boy from 8 is backing away from me. "No.....Rogue, please....." Rogue notices the boy from 8. He looks around in satisfaction. "Well, that's two tributes I get to kill today, huh? And you, Dylan, I'll take pride in. It'll be fun killing, seeing as you left us.....and then there's the snooper."
He turns to me, and raises his swords. This time, I don't run. Dylan unsheathes his sword, and points it at Rogue. I unsheathe mine as well. The three of us circle each other, waiting for the others to move. Finally, Dylan does. He lunges at Rogue, but misses, sending him tumbling to the ground. His blade must not be balanced correctly or something.
Rogue slashes at him, and he manages to dodge. I take my chance to attack, a slash aimed at his throat that would surely kill him. However, he blocks it, and counterattacks. I'm not fast enough, and the blade cuts across my stomach. I yell in pain, and yell a few obscenities at him too. A few particularly nasty obscenities.
Dylan picks up his sword and attacks Rogue again, with more ferocity this time. Rogue slashes at his blade with one of his swords, and sends it flying out of his hand. At the exact same time, his second sword enters Dylan's chest. I step back in shock. Dylan is still standing, propped up by Rogue's sword point. Then, Rogue takes his sword away, sending Dylan splaying to the ground, a pool of blood lying around him.
The cannon sounds, causing a few mockingjays in the trees to abruptly take off in flight. Rogue turns to me, with one of his blades dripping with Dylan's blood. I step back, preparing the knife in my sleeve for throwing if necessary. Rogue sheathes his swords, and steps back. I am shocked. "You....you aren't going to kill me?"
Rogue chuckles. "Well, not yet. I trust that you will die for too long, so it won't make much of a difference." He motions behind me. "I'm serious. Go now, before I come back to my senses." I step back a bit, then turn and run. He shouts one last thing while I'm running. "Oh, by the way. Watch out for rocks."