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Chapter 9
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In my dreams I could see myself looking in a mirror. I wasn't standing in the deep forest of the arena. I wasn't wearing the black jumpsuit that all tributes had to wear. I wasn't alone. I was standing in what appeared to be a church or cathedral. I was wearing a long and beautifully made, white dress. I was standing alongside Dan Howell, who was dressed in a plain black suit complete with bow tie. He turned to face me and took one of my hands in his. Carefully, he slipped a ring onto my finger.
Then I woke up to the sound of a lion roaring in my ear. It was so life like I expected to see a real lion next to me, but instead all I saw was a small floating speaker. The roaring was coming from the tiny speaker and suddenly it zoomed past my head and flew into the distance. I scrambled to my feet and watched it go until it was too far for me to see. I looked over the edge of the rock wall, and that's when I saw her. The other Jasmine, stood at the bottom of the rocks. She lifted her head, looking straight at me. I ducked back, but I knew it was too late. I knew Jasmine had already noticed me.
I could hear her climbing up the rocks. Getting closer and closer. Her hand reached the edge of the wall and she started to pull herself up. In one hand she tightly held onto a sharp knife. My bag still sat on the ground, but my bow and arrows were slung across my back. Jasmine raised her knife and started to walk towards me. I took a few steps back until my foot almost landed in the stream that lead to the waterfall. She was getting closer and I had no where to run.
So instead, I dived off the edge of the rock wall into the river. Being a strong swimmer, I managed to get back up to the surface of the water no bother. I had just pulled myself onto the little bridge on the river when I heard Jasmine land in the water too. When she reached the bridge the knife had been put in her belt. She immediately grabbed my throat, pushing me onto the side of the bridge. I managed to kick her away so that she stumbled off the edge and fell back into the river. Before she could clamber back onto the bridge, I grabbed my bow from my back and fired an arrow that hit Jasmine right in the chest. The water around her turned slightly red and she sank down, deeper and deeper until her body was lost.
Jasmine was the first tribute I had killed. She was gone now. Probably lying at the bottom of the river. I had to go back to the top of the rock wall to get my bag. When I got off the bridge and placed my hands on the wall to start climbing, I noticed Jasmine's backpack. It was a lot smaller than mine, and all that was in it was another torch, the same bottle that I had although hers was half empty. Lastly the same metal tin containing chicken legs, but she had already eaten 2 of them. I climbed up the rock wall and quickly grabbed my own bag so I could carry Jasmine's supplies. Walking through the forest became a lot more tiring as my clothes were still soaked from jumping in the river.
The dream from the night before started to replay in my head, when I heard was grabbed from behind. I managed to bite the persons hand and free myself from their grasp. I tunred to see it was Lindsey from District 4. She lunged for me again but this time I dodged out the way in time and she bashed into a tree. What at first looked like a large rock dropped down from the tree, but when I looked more closely I could see it was a beedrills nest. The buzzing grew louder and soon 3 huge beedrills started to sting Lindsey. Her screams filled the air and as they died down, I saw Elena come crashing through the trees, brandishing a very large axe.
"Oh shit, its a beedrill" Elena shouted above the loud buzzing that surrounded Lindsey's twitching body that lay crumpled on the ground. The beedrills rose from Lindsey and I immediately froze on the spot with fear. However Elena, decided to provoke the beedrills. She waved her axe at them, attempting to swipe them with it.
"Oh yeah!" She shouted "take that beedrill. Suck on that you buzzing mother fu-" her insult was cut off as one of the beedrills dove straight into her neck. I watched all 3 of them sting her repeatedly, the same as they had down to Lindsey. I knew if I didn't move soon then I would end up like them. But it was as if my fear was gluing my feet to the ground, so I couldn't run. As the beedrill's speed slowed down, I found my feet were more willing to move and I staggered backwards. I stumbled through the trees and when I glanced over my shoulder I saw that the insect pokemon were chasing after me. One of which had gotten very close to me. My clumsy feet tripped over a fallen branch and I crashed to the ground. The buzzing noise continued and then stopped suddenly. Then everything went black.
Dan's POV
I stared at the screen for what seemed like forever. Devon was lying on the ground. Her eyes shut, her skin pale, and her body wasn't moving. Everything had happened so fast I couldn't tell if one of the beedrills had stung her. They all appeared to have missed her when she fell. Flew straight past her as she lay on the ground. There was no way she could be dead. I couldn't bear to look at the screen any longer. I buried my face in my hands to hide the tears brimming in my eyes from Phil, who had Elen sitting on his lap.
I stood up quickly, and since I had a mug of tea on the coffee table, I grabbed it and threw it at the nearest wall. Elen hopped off Phil's lap and tried to calm me down. I ran my hands through my hair as my face turned red. Pacing the floor and practically ripping out chucks of hair, I looked everywhere but at the tv that was still showing Devon. My mind eventually went back to the moment when I had kissed her, making my knees turn weak. My legs could no longer hold me steady and I fell to the floor, bringing my arms up to my face to block everything out. I felt Elen's arms wrap around my shaking body. Then Phil eventually spoke.
"Dan...Devon's not dead"
Then I woke up to the sound of a lion roaring in my ear. It was so life like I expected to see a real lion next to me, but instead all I saw was a small floating speaker. The roaring was coming from the tiny speaker and suddenly it zoomed past my head and flew into the distance. I scrambled to my feet and watched it go until it was too far for me to see. I looked over the edge of the rock wall, and that's when I saw her. The other Jasmine, stood at the bottom of the rocks. She lifted her head, looking straight at me. I ducked back, but I knew it was too late. I knew Jasmine had already noticed me.
I could hear her climbing up the rocks. Getting closer and closer. Her hand reached the edge of the wall and she started to pull herself up. In one hand she tightly held onto a sharp knife. My bag still sat on the ground, but my bow and arrows were slung across my back. Jasmine raised her knife and started to walk towards me. I took a few steps back until my foot almost landed in the stream that lead to the waterfall. She was getting closer and I had no where to run.
So instead, I dived off the edge of the rock wall into the river. Being a strong swimmer, I managed to get back up to the surface of the water no bother. I had just pulled myself onto the little bridge on the river when I heard Jasmine land in the water too. When she reached the bridge the knife had been put in her belt. She immediately grabbed my throat, pushing me onto the side of the bridge. I managed to kick her away so that she stumbled off the edge and fell back into the river. Before she could clamber back onto the bridge, I grabbed my bow from my back and fired an arrow that hit Jasmine right in the chest. The water around her turned slightly red and she sank down, deeper and deeper until her body was lost.
Jasmine was the first tribute I had killed. She was gone now. Probably lying at the bottom of the river. I had to go back to the top of the rock wall to get my bag. When I got off the bridge and placed my hands on the wall to start climbing, I noticed Jasmine's backpack. It was a lot smaller than mine, and all that was in it was another torch, the same bottle that I had although hers was half empty. Lastly the same metal tin containing chicken legs, but she had already eaten 2 of them. I climbed up the rock wall and quickly grabbed my own bag so I could carry Jasmine's supplies. Walking through the forest became a lot more tiring as my clothes were still soaked from jumping in the river.
The dream from the night before started to replay in my head, when I heard was grabbed from behind. I managed to bite the persons hand and free myself from their grasp. I tunred to see it was Lindsey from District 4. She lunged for me again but this time I dodged out the way in time and she bashed into a tree. What at first looked like a large rock dropped down from the tree, but when I looked more closely I could see it was a beedrills nest. The buzzing grew louder and soon 3 huge beedrills started to sting Lindsey. Her screams filled the air and as they died down, I saw Elena come crashing through the trees, brandishing a very large axe.
"Oh shit, its a beedrill" Elena shouted above the loud buzzing that surrounded Lindsey's twitching body that lay crumpled on the ground. The beedrills rose from Lindsey and I immediately froze on the spot with fear. However Elena, decided to provoke the beedrills. She waved her axe at them, attempting to swipe them with it.
"Oh yeah!" She shouted "take that beedrill. Suck on that you buzzing mother fu-" her insult was cut off as one of the beedrills dove straight into her neck. I watched all 3 of them sting her repeatedly, the same as they had down to Lindsey. I knew if I didn't move soon then I would end up like them. But it was as if my fear was gluing my feet to the ground, so I couldn't run. As the beedrill's speed slowed down, I found my feet were more willing to move and I staggered backwards. I stumbled through the trees and when I glanced over my shoulder I saw that the insect pokemon were chasing after me. One of which had gotten very close to me. My clumsy feet tripped over a fallen branch and I crashed to the ground. The buzzing noise continued and then stopped suddenly. Then everything went black.
Dan's POV
I stared at the screen for what seemed like forever. Devon was lying on the ground. Her eyes shut, her skin pale, and her body wasn't moving. Everything had happened so fast I couldn't tell if one of the beedrills had stung her. They all appeared to have missed her when she fell. Flew straight past her as she lay on the ground. There was no way she could be dead. I couldn't bear to look at the screen any longer. I buried my face in my hands to hide the tears brimming in my eyes from Phil, who had Elen sitting on his lap.
I stood up quickly, and since I had a mug of tea on the coffee table, I grabbed it and threw it at the nearest wall. Elen hopped off Phil's lap and tried to calm me down. I ran my hands through my hair as my face turned red. Pacing the floor and practically ripping out chucks of hair, I looked everywhere but at the tv that was still showing Devon. My mind eventually went back to the moment when I had kissed her, making my knees turn weak. My legs could no longer hold me steady and I fell to the floor, bringing my arms up to my face to block everything out. I felt Elen's arms wrap around my shaking body. Then Phil eventually spoke.
"Dan...Devon's not dead"
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