reprocussions of losing [cato]
Dec 31, 2013 3:01:17 GMT -5
Post by Sage on Dec 31, 2013 3:01:17 GMT -5
My head feels like it's pounding, thump thump thump. The blow to the back of my head was making me dizzy. I had been hit hard enough to see stars and now had a masive headache. My hands shakily grabbed the doorknob, fear pulsing throufh my veins. There are very few people in the world that I am afraid of. One of thwm happens to be my uncle, Snake Tornhell. His wrath is worse than even the Capitols, he knows how to hurt people where it hurts them most. I gently knock nefore he allows me to come in.
"How did your fight go, Allyssa?" He reminded me exactly of a snake. I looked at him, trying to keep my ice blue eyes fixed on his steely gray ones.
"I l-lost, I'm so sorry, it won't happen again, I promise. He just hit me really hard..." A sharp slap cut me off and my eyes watered. I wiped the tears furiously away, not wanting to be seen as weak in front of the man I feared and possibly hated the most, and looked at him.
"Do you have any idea as to how much I have done for you, Allyssa. I have raised you, trained you, made you deadly and this is how you repay me? By losing?" He hit me again, this time on the chest. I gasped, the air leaving my lungs and my uncle looked at me with a coldness that made my blood turn to ice. He slapped me one more time and I reeled back, my head spinning. "This is your last chance, fail me again and you'll regret it. Now get out of my sight" he spat. I didn't need to be told twice. I turned on my heal and left the room, running down the hall, or stumbling as fast as I could, my head screaming. As soon as I reached the safety of my room, I locked the door and burst into tears. I had failed him. I, Allyssa Tornhell, the most feared assassin in district two, had failed.
I sobbed for what seemed like hours before a soft knock on my door startled me. I didn't answer it, not wanting company. "Ally, I know uou're in there. Let me in please?" Nick, my boyfriends, voice called through the door.
"go away, Nick, I want to be alone" my voice was scratchy from crying.
"Please, Ally" he asked again. I sighed, trying to dry my tears on my pillow. I stood up and padded towards the door, unlocking it so that he could come in. He wrapped his arms around me and I rested my head on his chest. "You lost?" He asked. I nodded, my red eyes gazing up at him. He smoothed my night black hair before carrying me to my bed where he laid me down. "It's alright, Ally, you did your best" he said. I shook my head.
"That was not my best, that was the worst I have ever done in a fight." I protested before his lips were on mine and he kissed me gently.
"Ally, it's alright, okay babe, it's over and done with, let's move on" his hands roamed over my body and I let him. I needed a distraction and my boyfriend was the ideal one for the job. I kissed him again before we fell onto the bed.
..........
When I awoke in the morning, the headache still raged inside my head and Nicks side of the bed was empty. I sat up slowly, a resolve in my mind. I would train harder, be stronger, be deadlier. What better place to do that than the training center? I stood up, popping a headache pill, before I got dressed in my training gear.
The air outside was sharp and cold, a typical Winter day in district two. I still wear shorts in the winter because my body is naturally warm. The air inside the gym is warm but I don't care as I start to warm up. No surprise, Mason is training as well. I don't pay much attention to him until I start towards ths soears. I haven't really dealt with spears before but I want to learn thm. I have seen a number of past tributes use them in the games, except for this year, no one had a trident. I pick one of them up and look at Mason who I can't tell what he's doing. "Hey, Mason." I said nonchallantly.
"How did your fight go, Allyssa?" He reminded me exactly of a snake. I looked at him, trying to keep my ice blue eyes fixed on his steely gray ones.
"I l-lost, I'm so sorry, it won't happen again, I promise. He just hit me really hard..." A sharp slap cut me off and my eyes watered. I wiped the tears furiously away, not wanting to be seen as weak in front of the man I feared and possibly hated the most, and looked at him.
"Do you have any idea as to how much I have done for you, Allyssa. I have raised you, trained you, made you deadly and this is how you repay me? By losing?" He hit me again, this time on the chest. I gasped, the air leaving my lungs and my uncle looked at me with a coldness that made my blood turn to ice. He slapped me one more time and I reeled back, my head spinning. "This is your last chance, fail me again and you'll regret it. Now get out of my sight" he spat. I didn't need to be told twice. I turned on my heal and left the room, running down the hall, or stumbling as fast as I could, my head screaming. As soon as I reached the safety of my room, I locked the door and burst into tears. I had failed him. I, Allyssa Tornhell, the most feared assassin in district two, had failed.
I sobbed for what seemed like hours before a soft knock on my door startled me. I didn't answer it, not wanting company. "Ally, I know uou're in there. Let me in please?" Nick, my boyfriends, voice called through the door.
"go away, Nick, I want to be alone" my voice was scratchy from crying.
"Please, Ally" he asked again. I sighed, trying to dry my tears on my pillow. I stood up and padded towards the door, unlocking it so that he could come in. He wrapped his arms around me and I rested my head on his chest. "You lost?" He asked. I nodded, my red eyes gazing up at him. He smoothed my night black hair before carrying me to my bed where he laid me down. "It's alright, Ally, you did your best" he said. I shook my head.
"That was not my best, that was the worst I have ever done in a fight." I protested before his lips were on mine and he kissed me gently.
"Ally, it's alright, okay babe, it's over and done with, let's move on" his hands roamed over my body and I let him. I needed a distraction and my boyfriend was the ideal one for the job. I kissed him again before we fell onto the bed.
..........
When I awoke in the morning, the headache still raged inside my head and Nicks side of the bed was empty. I sat up slowly, a resolve in my mind. I would train harder, be stronger, be deadlier. What better place to do that than the training center? I stood up, popping a headache pill, before I got dressed in my training gear.
The air outside was sharp and cold, a typical Winter day in district two. I still wear shorts in the winter because my body is naturally warm. The air inside the gym is warm but I don't care as I start to warm up. No surprise, Mason is training as well. I don't pay much attention to him until I start towards ths soears. I haven't really dealt with spears before but I want to learn thm. I have seen a number of past tributes use them in the games, except for this year, no one had a trident. I pick one of them up and look at Mason who I can't tell what he's doing. "Hey, Mason." I said nonchallantly.
