denouement // 95th hunger games finale
Jan 11, 2024 16:43:24 GMT -5
Post by Malachor Erso D2 (Cato) on Jan 11, 2024 16:43:24 GMT -5
My mind, it's racing around, prancing back and forth, and I can't silence my thoughts. The lights are flickering, tears cloud my vision, yet I blink them away hoping everything returns to normal. I'm almost at the end. Almost out of here's and it's terrifying to know that everything is hanging on a moment. All it takes is one wrong move, one wrong misstep for everything to come crashing down. I see the angel of death in the corner, and I know that once a cannon sounds, everything will return to normal. Just one more breath, one more kill, one more chance for everything to return to normal. Nothing will ever be the same again, but at least I can give my family the life they deserve, a chance, something I didn't think we'd ever have. It's why I'm fighting as hard as I am. I've never trained for this, never desired to become a killer. I had no choice, and while these souls haunt me now, once the game ends, they'll be released, and I'll never see them again. Repentance and forgiveness comes later and I just have to forgive myself which is easy since I want to survive.
I regain my focus, and I step out of the way as the vest falls from my body. It has done its job, it's kept me alive instead of letting me become skewered. I have a chance, a moment, and I don't know how to even focus anymore. I don't know what I'm doing, and maybe my family will see me as some horrific monster, and maybe that's where everything will go wrong, but I'm not a monster. I'm doing this for them, so they'll have the life they deserve. I was chosen for this, and maybe this was how I give them a future. My sister, she's young, and I hope she never has to go through anything like this, but at least she sees me fighting. At least she knows I'm trying. Everyone else, they matter. Everyone has a story, but my story doesn't end here. I'm going to make sure of it. I'm going to make sure this chapter comes to an end, and another one begins. It's all I have, it's all I can do. This is all I hope for. Maybe it makes me a fool, but at least I'm trying and doing the very best that I can otherwise this is a fluke I thought I was capable of succeeding.
"There is nowhere unless you're dead." It sounds like it's not my problem, and I just stand there for a moment trying to take it all in. I spent my whole life wondering what it would be like to finally be good at something, and while I was here, I wondered what it would be like to see my dad again. Today isn't the day, though, and it's sort of bittersweet because I yearn for the day I run into his arms once more, but I don't want to see him yet. I still have my whole life ahead of me. There is somewhere. It's called home with my family, and maybe I'm snatching that away from Vin. It's not my place to judge, or to figure things out, and if reuniting with old friends isn't a desire, then I have nothing. My goal has always been to make it home, to give district twelve something to work with. People will have fire and food for a bit at least. I don't plan on dying here, and if that sends Vin to nowhere, then it doesn't matter to me anyway. I take a deep breath, and focus myself again as I look around before moving. "Death is a mercy. A mercy I have not earned."
Table Credit: Dars
Marik attacks Vin | Glaive
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13073 -- Severed Right Forearm at Elbow -- 9.5 damage +1 bladesglaive