I found god in a lover (Bella x Raven day 7)
Apr 5, 2018 18:48:58 GMT -5
Post by ryan on Apr 5, 2018 18:48:58 GMT -5
Bella couldn’t breathe the moment she started walking away from the boy that she cared so much about.
She spent so much time taking care of him, protecting him, and telling him that he was worth more as an ally than any other career would ever be, yet, there she was, leaving him in the fog of white that everyone else left her in.
She was worried, sad, battered and bruised.
She couldn’t believe that this was what it was coming down too. She knew how the games worked after watching them a couple times.
When they got to 8 living tributes, the Gamemakers were looking to end it. So they started pairing them off until they reached their victor.
And the thought of being paired up against broke Bella’s heart in half.
She knew though that this was just the way of the games. That there would be no ill will between the two had they come up and had to fight each other. Bella would not want him to run from her, and she would not run from him.
It would be a fight to the death, and that is what she would want.
She took a deep breath as she continued into the night, trying to get as far away from Dymas as she could. The last thing that she wanted to deal with was running into him in the morning, because that meant that she would have to fight the one boy that gave her hope this entire time.
He was the only thing that kept her close to her sanity.
She took a minute to rest, trying to gather her surroundings in her picture framed eyes. She was far from him, and that was what she wanted.
The snow pelted her as she walked against it, but with the help of the ski suit that she acquired, she didn’t feel anything.
She wished she grabbed another bundle of firewood, but Dymas needed it more than she did. He needed a fire to keep him warm, and for once, that was something that Bella could provide to the man that traveled with her the last couple of days.
The log that she sat on was damp, almost icy. She felt like she could have fallen off if she released pressure from either side.
She put down her satchel and began to walk around the area. Her visibility was low, but with the help of her ski goggles, she saw a massive structure in front of her.
The metal was familiar, especially when Bella touched it.
It was the cornucopia.
She walked around for a moment, trying to remember what it was like to be here six days ago. She remembered looking around at all the blood and bodies. Apollo, Amelina, Alejandro and JJ. Four people that she didn’t really know.
That was shockingly apparent.
As she watched them die in front of her eyes.
One by one each of them fell, and Bella knew that was a good thing, because that meant she was one step closer to going home.
But she also knew that each person who killed someone had now become a murderer.
Bella knew she was close to that herself, sinking her ski pole deep into Mercy Woods that very day. There was nothing personal about it. It was merely survival.
Bella needed to make sure that she got out of there alive, and if that meant she had to kill someone in her way, then so be it.
She changed the moment she walked into this arena. And then each day changed her even more.
Now she was a killer, which meant that she didn’t have to think twice about taking someone’s life.
That was the difference between day one and day six.
There was blood covering Bella’s soul now.
Death looked at her with a wicked smile, dancing with Isaac’s corpse to the most romantic love song that he could think of.
Bella just hoped that he was at peace with whatever he was now doing in the kingdom of death.
After getting familiar with the area, she heard a loud crack across the sky, music playing louder than usual. Someone who the capitol mustve cared about died last night.
She looks to the sky, her mind wandering around until she sees the screen with faces that she once knew.
First was Gillian, the girl that she buried not too long ago. She wondered if her body was still there for them to see?
Dymas was a wreck because of it, and Bella didn’t blame him. She was full of wonder and hope, while she too had blood on her hands.
Bella remembered the scene all too well. Right as she jumped off the pedestal, she witnessed the girl from eight charge in against the girl from nine.
A little yellow strip floating across the white wasteland that they stood in.
When they collided, she watched Apollo fly against the wind, and her head landed against a jagged rock in the area, crushing her skull in the process.
And Bella watched in horror as she continued to bounce around the bloodbath as carefree as possible.
Did she not understand the gravity of what she had done?
Maybe it was because she was so young.
Bella watched her face disappear into the night sky as she pondered it for another moment.
Exar Shan was a man that Bella didn’t know all that well.
She did however, know him as a warrior. He was fierce in the battlefield, and Bella could not believe that she got the chance to work with him in the training center.
He helped with her form, taught her how to hold a weapon, and how to never falter when attacking.
If you falter, you die. he told her a his gruff voice that she remembered so well.
When she met him again two days ago, he looked like hell to her. Like he had seen things that no one should have ever seen.
She wanted to ask questions, but their meeting was not a friendly one.
They were enemies through and through.
However, Bella still felt crushed at the thought that she had to wield her spear towards him.
When she attacked him, he looked at her and smirked, like he understood her conviction. Like he knew everything about what she was going through in this moment.
As she watched Eva and Gabe both die in succession of each other, she looked at Exar and thought about what was going on in his head in that moment.
Seeing him in the sky made Bella wonder who could have killed such a man.
She didn’t dawdle on it for too long, seeing as Exar probably wouldn’t want her too. It was silly of her to think about it anyway.
Isaac Jacobi was next on the screen and for once, Bella felt nothing. She did not care about killing the boy who killed her friend moments earlier.
She did not care that he was one of the people who Euley held close.
She did not care that Aeson tried to break her with his words.
She did not care that Violetta spewed venom off her tongue as she blended into the scenery.
She did not care about any of that. All she cared about was that her friends death was avenged.
If she could, she would thank Isaac for what she gave to him. A new look on life here in the arena.
People died and that was something that she was going to have to accept.
Even if they died by her hands.
That was something that she was going to have to accept from here on out. As much as she didn’t want to have to kill to go home, it was a necessary evil that she was going to have to live through.
She wouldn’t do it happily however.
The final face was one that she didn’t know.
All she knew about him was that he was the boy from three who had an 11 labeled on his head.
Bella wondered how he had fallen from grace, seeing as he had made it that far.
She wondered who might have taken him down here.
She didn’t spend too much time on the thought, it was just one less person that she had to worry about coming to kill her.
The Anthem disappeared and for a moment, Bella wondered what the morning would hold for her.
That’s when she found a picture on the log she was sitting on.
She wondered where it could have come from, seeing as she knew that all the pictures she had were safely in the satchel that she was carrying.
She picked it up and noticed that it was a picture of her, walking away from the fire and into the darkness.
She was perplexed until she finally noticed the four that was etched into the lower corner of the photo.
”Dymas…” She said out loud even though no one could hear her.
If there was one person that she was going to miss here it was him.
As much as he portrayed himself as a clown, he was still good company, and a fierce friend. She wouldn’t have made it out of the fight with the careers if it hadn’t been for him.
While she did stab him in the eye, she knew that his attack had almost sealed the deal on Isaac Jacobi.
When she watched that axe go deep into his back, she knew that Isaac wouldn’t make it out of that fight alive.
And that made Bella’s mind stop for a moment and thank death because that meant that she could live for another day here.
It was a gift that he probably didn’t know that he was giving.
Her life. His life. The life of the people that he traveled with everyday leading up to his death.
Isaac Jacobi was hope personified.
And Bella Rose hated that she had to take his life, but better his than hers.
At least, that is what she thought.
After finding a place in the cornucopia to rest, she looked at the night sky and wondered what Caine would tell her right now.
If there was one person that she missed here it was him. He was the only person here that could have reminded her of home, and while they only had a few interactions, they were the ones that Bella remembered the most.
She did hope that wherever Caine was now that he was happy.
Sometimes she would reminisce in her mind about the stories that he told her about his family.
And while Bella might have lived in the same district, she never met Caine before in her life. Maybe it was because they both traveled in different circles. Or that his life was tied to being a farm boy and she was an orphan that no one would ever understand.
After all, she was sure that people thought that she set her house on fire. That she killed her parents. However, that was something that Bella chose to never think about. Mostly because it wasn’t true.
She loved her parents, and missed them to the point where it hurt.
She clutched the locket for a moment, holding it close to her chest before opening it one more time.
She stared at the photos closely, trying to figure out what her parents would tell her right now. What advice would they offer to their child that was about to die.
She closed the locket and held it close to her again, wondering if there was ever going to be an end to this nightmare that she was living.
She knew better though. Because her nightmare would end in her death.
And Bella could confidently say that is something she could live with.
Whatever happened. Happened.
Nothing more to it.
And she fell asleep for the night.
When she woke, she realized that the snow had stopped, and for a moment, Bella looked around her surrounding to notice that everything looked beautiful.
The way the snow looked crisp on the rotting logs around her, the way the pine was covered by a blanket of thick fluff, and even how the sun bounced off the outer perimeter of the place she slept in for the night.
She stood up, feeling the crack of her joints, each one popping in a symphony that she never thought she would hear.
She needed to walk around for a bit.
And so she did.
She thought about who might cross her path. Her gut was telling her that it was going to be Euley, because she seemed determined to make her pay for her friends death.
However, the Game Makers always had surprises in store for the people that managed to survive this long in the games.
When she was closer to the cornucopia, that is when she noticed a boy who was familiar.
She took a second to hide behind a tree, hoping to get a better look at his face before she went in for an attack.
She moved through the trees, feeling them tell her how she should approach such a boy that she did not know.
Until she got close enough to notice that she did know this boy.
She knew him all too well.
Raven Sayer and Bella Rose had more in common than one might think. Both of them shared a love for a boy that died too soon in this arena, and Bella thought it must have been fate for them to cross paths right now.
”Raven…” She said from the gallows, trying hard to not run away from a fight that she knew was going to be deadly.
”That is your name right?” She walked out of the trees that she was hiding in, holding her spear close to her. This was not a friendly meeting, but one that would be written in blood.
”You knew Caine?” She said to him, tears streaming down her eyes for a moment. She missed him the most out of anyone here in the arena. ”You knew the person that reminded me of home.”
Bella knew that she was a mess. However, this was her chance to get a little bit of closure.
This was her chance to say her goodbyes to Caine.
She saw the armor around Raven’s body and she couldn’t help but frown. She flipped off the helmet and took off the shin guards almost immediately. ”Im done not playing fair. ” She said to him, throwing them to the side. ”How about you Raven? Want to play fair?” She said to him, praying that he would oblige in her request. ”For Caine?” She knew well that is what he would want at the end of this story.
This wasn’t the end of the story though. This was the epilogue.
The end of the end.
However, Bella was determined to keep going. Not just for Caine, but for everyone.
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Bella Rose Attacks Raven Sayer with her ski pole (spear)
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3003 -- Deep Gash on Right Forearm -- 8.0 damage
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OOC NOTE for the GM's, Griffin and I have decided that we are going to go with out armor for this fight.
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3003 -- Deep Gash on Right Forearm -- 8.0 damage
(Spear)
OOC NOTE for the GM's, Griffin and I have decided that we are going to go with out armor for this fight.
