The Bloodbath
Sept 18, 2020 19:13:40 GMT -5
Post by Noah Vau - D2 (Cato) on Sept 18, 2020 19:13:40 GMT -5
Andromache Audacia
These animals are becoming more and more despite a couple of them falling. It's almost like whoever is in charge turned up the intensity and telling them to try to murder every single person here, but it doesn't matter anyway. I've killed the beast. I didn't even have to touch it and it just fell over. It doesn't make a lot of sense to me, but I'll take it, and it brings a huge smile to my face. I don't even know where the kid ran off to, but right now my main priority is keeping myself alive, and it's hard because the animals are swinging like crazy and snapping their teeth, and I simply want to run away, and one is coming towards me, and I feel pain, and I start hearing cannon after cannon echoing through the air. I freeze, panic creeping through my veins wondering what's about to happen. I'm expecting myself to fall, to hit the ground hard, yet I hear another cannon sound and it brings me back to reality and I breathe a sigh of relief. I am alive. I'm breathing. It's okay.
I back away, my eyes wandering too and from the corpses lying peacefully on the ground as these animals keep trying to devour them. I don't want that to happen to me. I want to run, to hide, to find safety somewhere far away, but I am not safe. I can't hear much over the chaos echoing through the arena, and it doesn't matter because I know things are crumbling around me. These animals are mad. They're angry, they want to kill us all. I think it's all they know, but I really have no way of knowing. I can't even keep up with the creature that attacked me, but I see it slithering along, and I just want to chase it down and destroy it like it's doing to us. Lives don't matter anymore. They're trying to make us pay for mocking the capitol, and that was never my intentions at all. I just wanted to take a chance, to fight, yet these foolish tributes deserve what they're getting. They deserve to die because it's their fault this is happening. I'm not to blame, and I'm not about to lose my life because of them.
I take a deep breath, wiping the blood away from my face. The sound of my heart roars inside my ears making it hard to think. Nothing matters. The animal attacked me. It tried to kill me, and for that it must pay. Maybe I can throw someone else out front of me as a shield before something bad happens to me. I look around, and I'm finding nothing. Yet I raise the sword, my hand tightening around the hilt. I have to fight. I have to make myself stay alive. I want to make it home to prove to everyone that I am capable of succeeding and caring for myself when everyone else lets me down so easily. I'm not pathetic. I'm not broken. I am strong, and it's time for me to prove it. I make eye contact with the kid wondering if he's okay, and then I look back at Cat. I can't protect her. I can only protect me, and that's what I plan on doing, but maybe it'll help her too. I don't know, but I am selfish.
District Two
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