SaraLanceCanary
Notable Member
- May 15, 2016
- 660
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Tributes still alive:
District 1, Wolfie
District 1, Pixie
District 2, Phoenix
District 2, Elania
District 4, Strelitzia
District 5, Arrow
District 6, Snowy
District 7, Leo
District 7, Rouge
District 8, Aypi
District 9, Waffels
District 9, Fire
District 11, Ray
District 11, Elina
District 12, Jc
District 12, Lauren
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Wolfie's point of view
Fallen leaves crunched underneath Wolfie's boots. Nearby bushes rustled as small animals scrambled to hide. The majestic trees stood surrounding them, tall and proud. The bushes were alive with splashes of red and orange berries. The only thing was, none of them knew which ones they could eat and which ones they couldn't.
Pixie put a finger to her lips, motioning for him to be quieter. Only she had managed to retrieve a backpack from the cornucopia, Wolfie had been unsuccessful. Although, in his defence, there weren't many near him.
Pixie's backpack had contained several knives, bandages and a water bottle - filled with water. No food, and they had nearly run out of water.
Pixie jumped over a fallen log. "If we had a bow we could hunt for food. Do you know how to make one?"
Wolfie shook his head. They were both pretty useless without proper weapons and supplies. He should have tried harder to get a backpack - instead of running deep into the woods.
Pixie continued walking further into the woods, she gripped a knife in her hand. Even with leaves in her hair and mud on her face, she still looked beautiful.
Pixie stopped in her tracks. She looked at Wolfie, her eyes wide. She pushed him into a bush and jumped in after him.
"What are you-"
Pixie put her hand over his mouth. "Shhh!"
After a few minutes of them awkwardly sitting together in a small, enclosed space, Pixie took her hand off his mouth and listened closely for any noise.
"I thought I heard something earlier," she whispered. "And it wasn't anything friendly."
"Whatever it was, it's gone now."
Pixie nodded and waited for him to go first.
Wolfie cautiously peeked out from the bush, before coming out entirely.
"It's clear," he motioned for her to follow him.
As he scanned the area, Pixie timidly emerged from the bush.
Then he heard her scream.
He whipped his head around to see Pixie fall, as if in slow motion, towards the ground - an arrow embedded in her stomach. A girl with long, black hair stood nearby, her bow aimed at where Pixie had been a few seconds before. The girl was standing next to a massive spruce tree - she must have been hiding behind it.
Wolfie yelled with rage. He stormed towards the girl, throwing several knives in her direction. One of which, hit her in the leg. The girl fled as fast as her injured leg let her. Wolfie pursued her, until he remembered Pixie. She was lying on the ground, all alone. Dying. She probably thought he abandoned her. Or worse, another tribute had finished her off.
Wolfie held Pixie's head in his lap, he was frantically trying to stop the bleeding from her wound. The moon had long since disappeared behind the treetops. He had to get them both somewhere safe quick.
"Stay with me, Pixie. Stay with me."
Her face had turned deathly pale. He looked around for a bush big enough for the both of them - nothing.
Just as he was giving up hope, a small white parachute landed. A little, silver box was attached to it.
It's a gift from a sponsor, he smiled to himself, to save Pixie.
Pixie's point of view
Pixie awoke to the sight of the full moon. Stars were dotted around it, much like the backpacks around the cornucopia, except no one could take the stars away from her... Or could they? Were these even real stars? Or were they just lights on the ceiling of the arena made to look like stars?
One of her favourite things to do back in District 1, was to gaze up at the stars. It always calmed her. It always made her feel like someone was there for her. The fact that the stars might not be there for her now, was alarming.
She was lying inside a bush, there was a small gap in leaves for her to see the moon and stars. Only when she tried to move, did she realise how much her stomach hurt. It felt like acid was burning inside her. There was a hammering pain in her head. She let out a small whimper.
"Pixie! You're awake." Wolfie was sat next to her. He was looking down at her, his eyes wide with worry. He didn't look too good - his face was pale, his eyes nearly lifeless. She couldn't even imagine what she must look like. Her legs felt like pieces of wood - heavy and stiff. Her throat was parched, she longed for water. Her head was swimming with tiredness. She had a strong urge to just fall back asleep - then she wouldn't have to worry about anything.
She raised her hand to her forehead, trying to stop the pain.
"We got a gift from a sponsor," Wolfie explained. "You should feel better by tomorrow, or at least be able to walk."
Pixie nodded, well, she tried to. "Do we have any food or water?"
"Nope," Wolfie replied solemnly. "Tomorrow we'll have to find some."
Pixie tried to nod again.
They sat there for a while, gazing up at the stars. Birds tweeted in the branches above them, leaves swayed in the wind. There was no sign of any tributes nearby, maybe they were all resting for the night, as well.
The pictures of the deceased flashed in the sky. Only two tributes died that day - both the tributes from District 9.
"I was thinking of my life back in our district," Pixie ate into the silence.
Wolfie didn't reply for a minute or two, then he sighed. "I've been thinking about my life a lot."
She couldn't see his face in the dark, so she couldn't see what expression he had.
"I was thinking about my sister - Phoenix." She squinted into the dark, trying to get a glimpse of his expression.
"From what I saw at the reaping, you two are quite close," he paused. "I wish I was close to my siblings. All they do is outshine me."
She thought for a second. "No one outshines you in my world."
That sounded so corny, she mentally slapped herself.
She could practically see him blushing, even in the dim light.
Now he's going to say you're awkward and leave your team, idiot.
Instead, he moved closer to her. He looked straight into her eyes, their faces inches apart. She could feel his warm breath on her face - only then did she realise she was holding her breath.
"I love you, Pixie."
Boom!
Just her luck, a boy admits he likes her - something explodes.
"What was that!?" Wolfie stood up, alarmed.
It was impossible to miss.
A forest fire had started.
And it was coming their way.
District 1, Wolfie
District 1, Pixie
District 2, Phoenix
District 2, Elania
District 4, Strelitzia
District 5, Arrow
District 6, Snowy
District 7, Leo
District 7, Rouge
District 8, Aypi
District 9, Waffels
District 9, Fire
District 11, Ray
District 11, Elina
District 12, Jc
District 12, Lauren
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Wolfie's point of view
Fallen leaves crunched underneath Wolfie's boots. Nearby bushes rustled as small animals scrambled to hide. The majestic trees stood surrounding them, tall and proud. The bushes were alive with splashes of red and orange berries. The only thing was, none of them knew which ones they could eat and which ones they couldn't.
Pixie put a finger to her lips, motioning for him to be quieter. Only she had managed to retrieve a backpack from the cornucopia, Wolfie had been unsuccessful. Although, in his defence, there weren't many near him.
Pixie's backpack had contained several knives, bandages and a water bottle - filled with water. No food, and they had nearly run out of water.
Pixie jumped over a fallen log. "If we had a bow we could hunt for food. Do you know how to make one?"
Wolfie shook his head. They were both pretty useless without proper weapons and supplies. He should have tried harder to get a backpack - instead of running deep into the woods.
Pixie continued walking further into the woods, she gripped a knife in her hand. Even with leaves in her hair and mud on her face, she still looked beautiful.
Pixie stopped in her tracks. She looked at Wolfie, her eyes wide. She pushed him into a bush and jumped in after him.
"What are you-"
Pixie put her hand over his mouth. "Shhh!"
After a few minutes of them awkwardly sitting together in a small, enclosed space, Pixie took her hand off his mouth and listened closely for any noise.
"I thought I heard something earlier," she whispered. "And it wasn't anything friendly."
"Whatever it was, it's gone now."
Pixie nodded and waited for him to go first.
Wolfie cautiously peeked out from the bush, before coming out entirely.
"It's clear," he motioned for her to follow him.
As he scanned the area, Pixie timidly emerged from the bush.
Then he heard her scream.
He whipped his head around to see Pixie fall, as if in slow motion, towards the ground - an arrow embedded in her stomach. A girl with long, black hair stood nearby, her bow aimed at where Pixie had been a few seconds before. The girl was standing next to a massive spruce tree - she must have been hiding behind it.
Wolfie yelled with rage. He stormed towards the girl, throwing several knives in her direction. One of which, hit her in the leg. The girl fled as fast as her injured leg let her. Wolfie pursued her, until he remembered Pixie. She was lying on the ground, all alone. Dying. She probably thought he abandoned her. Or worse, another tribute had finished her off.
Wolfie held Pixie's head in his lap, he was frantically trying to stop the bleeding from her wound. The moon had long since disappeared behind the treetops. He had to get them both somewhere safe quick.
"Stay with me, Pixie. Stay with me."
Her face had turned deathly pale. He looked around for a bush big enough for the both of them - nothing.
Just as he was giving up hope, a small white parachute landed. A little, silver box was attached to it.
It's a gift from a sponsor, he smiled to himself, to save Pixie.
Pixie's point of view
Pixie awoke to the sight of the full moon. Stars were dotted around it, much like the backpacks around the cornucopia, except no one could take the stars away from her... Or could they? Were these even real stars? Or were they just lights on the ceiling of the arena made to look like stars?
One of her favourite things to do back in District 1, was to gaze up at the stars. It always calmed her. It always made her feel like someone was there for her. The fact that the stars might not be there for her now, was alarming.
She was lying inside a bush, there was a small gap in leaves for her to see the moon and stars. Only when she tried to move, did she realise how much her stomach hurt. It felt like acid was burning inside her. There was a hammering pain in her head. She let out a small whimper.
"Pixie! You're awake." Wolfie was sat next to her. He was looking down at her, his eyes wide with worry. He didn't look too good - his face was pale, his eyes nearly lifeless. She couldn't even imagine what she must look like. Her legs felt like pieces of wood - heavy and stiff. Her throat was parched, she longed for water. Her head was swimming with tiredness. She had a strong urge to just fall back asleep - then she wouldn't have to worry about anything.
She raised her hand to her forehead, trying to stop the pain.
"We got a gift from a sponsor," Wolfie explained. "You should feel better by tomorrow, or at least be able to walk."
Pixie nodded, well, she tried to. "Do we have any food or water?"
"Nope," Wolfie replied solemnly. "Tomorrow we'll have to find some."
Pixie tried to nod again.
They sat there for a while, gazing up at the stars. Birds tweeted in the branches above them, leaves swayed in the wind. There was no sign of any tributes nearby, maybe they were all resting for the night, as well.
The pictures of the deceased flashed in the sky. Only two tributes died that day - both the tributes from District 9.
"I was thinking of my life back in our district," Pixie ate into the silence.
Wolfie didn't reply for a minute or two, then he sighed. "I've been thinking about my life a lot."
She couldn't see his face in the dark, so she couldn't see what expression he had.
"I was thinking about my sister - Phoenix." She squinted into the dark, trying to get a glimpse of his expression.
"From what I saw at the reaping, you two are quite close," he paused. "I wish I was close to my siblings. All they do is outshine me."
She thought for a second. "No one outshines you in my world."
That sounded so corny, she mentally slapped herself.
She could practically see him blushing, even in the dim light.
Now he's going to say you're awkward and leave your team, idiot.
Instead, he moved closer to her. He looked straight into her eyes, their faces inches apart. She could feel his warm breath on her face - only then did she realise she was holding her breath.
"I love you, Pixie."
Boom!
Just her luck, a boy admits he likes her - something explodes.
"What was that!?" Wolfie stood up, alarmed.
It was impossible to miss.
A forest fire had started.
And it was coming their way.
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