I wake to the sound of birds cheeping and singing as they fly through the trees. I take my time getting up. I'm not keen for more killing. I can't believe I've killed three tributes in the past two days! I suppose it means I have a pretty good chance of getting out alive. There is nothing in particular I want or need to do today so I head down to the lake before realising that I do need to do something - give Thorne the trident. When I get to the lake, I dive straight in and swim to the other side, out of the arena.
Throne is already sitting outside the hut when I surface. He immediately gets up and brings my crutches to me.
"Here's that trident you wanted," I say and smile.
"Thanks," he replies and grins as he takes the weapon. "How are you?"
I have to think about that. Physically, I am well but I feel pretty terrible since I've killed 3 out of the 14 dead tributes.
"Okay," I decide. "I don't really want to talk about it."
"That's fine," he says and sits in front of the lake. "Anything you want to do?"
"No, not really," I say. "I just wanted to get away from it for a while."
At least I have that option, unlike the other tributes.
We sit by the lake for together for hours. We swim a bit too before going for a walk but we always end up back at the lake, just relaxing together. As the sun sets, we watch it sink behind the forcefield. It is a beautiful sight with lots of reds and oranges with a tiny bit of pink and purple. I remember watching it go down sometimes when we hunted in the woods with our families.
"Anya…" Thorne starts before trailing off and looking away.
"Yes, Thorne?" I ask.
"I… I don't exactly know how to tell you this or what you will think of it but…" He takes a deep breath before whispering, "I love you."
I don't know what to say as he turns away again, embarrassed.
"I just thought I should tell you now, incase… incase you die in there," He mumbles, looking at the arena. Suddenly it all makes sense - the grass bracelet he gave to me on reaping day, the supplies he sent to me, the note letting me know where I was, all the help he has given me whenever I leave the arena. All this because he loves me. I don't know why I do it, but I turn his head to look at me and kiss him gently on the lips before standing up and entering the hut.
I lay out a bed roll that I find leaning against the wall and a sleeping bag I find in the corner as far away from Thorne's as I can and settle into bed. It takes me what feels like hours to fall asleep since I am so shocked at both what Thorne just announced and what I just did in response. I finally fall asleep, just after Thorne enters the hut to settle down himself.
It's not until the next morning when I wake up that I remember what such a red sunset means:
Fire.
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District 12's First Victor
FanfictionIt is two years after the rebellion and is time for the reaping of the second Annual Hunger Games. We follow the District 12 female tribute, Anya, as she fights her way to win the games. Will she do it? And if so, at what cost? *DISCLAIMER* I do no...