Chapter 20 - A Family With Two Faces

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Day 6 - 6 Tributes Remain

Kat's Point of View:

I think it just goes to show that you aren't allowed to be happy in the Hunger Games. It's not the only reason I spent the better part of the day sobbing in the dark cave, next to Claudius and Ivory, who cuddled each other, crying quietly as well.

I woke up last, and I was feeling so much better. Atleast, better than I did when I was poisoned. I felt fine, up until the point I realized there was an absence in the cave.

My heart started beating faster, and I felt a pressure I'd never felt before. I punched the wall of the cave out of spite, and recoiled in pain. Then, I dropped to my knees, put my paws to my face, and cried like a baby. I didn't think Whisk's death would impact me that much. I almost can't believe that I'm having a fit over someone whom I only knew for about six hours dying.

Yet, it still hurts like a bullet. Whisk was like a big sister to me. She was strict, in a good way. Whisk was there for me when nobody else was, and all I could do was say thank you. I don't think a 'thank you' can save a life, but for what it's worth, I really wish I said it to her more before she passed.

I wasn't even awake to say goodbye to her. I wouldn't have been able to handle it, but atleast I could express myself to her. Whisk was just a great pokemon, and she did not deserve to die like this.

What sucks even more about it is that I feel like I'm to blame. I led us into the situation, and only made it worse. I'm confident that Whisk could handle herself, because from what I've been told from her, she's a pretty good fighter. But since I was there, too, she would have to worry about me. I'm just grateful that we both we able to live for even the short period of time after. I'm still here, but I still wish Whisk was the one to survive.

Other than the three of us mourning the loss of our ally and quickly acquainted friend, a monotonous aura flooded the cave. We didn't really know what to do at this point. The careers were after us and only us, and it was only a matter of time before they find Claudius, Ivory and me.

So, we sat in our cave all day, and did absolutely nothing. It really gave us time to conversate, but nothing really happened. We were all scared, depressed, angry, you name it. Whisk had brought us numerous things to eat, since she assumed we would need it. I'd much rather just have her here so I can hug her, but for what it's worth, I still really appreciate her efforts.

Night quickly came by again, and I could do anything else besides sleep. When so much stress is put on you so suddenly, sleep is the last thing on your mind. I volunteered to be night watch for the night, to which the lovebirds didn't bother to argue. Neither of them have talked to me for almost the entire day, and I don't blame them. Claudius probably knows how badly Whisk's death affected me.

Claudius and Ivory have mainly been hanging out with each other for the day, hugging tightly and kissing passionately. If you told me you think they like each other, I would smack you on the head, since everyone and their mother's mother knows how obvious that is. Then I would probably apologize, since there's not really a valid reason for me to hit you.

Night watch creeped me out the first few times I had to do it with just Ivory, especially since she uses Light Screen in her sleep. I always felt the feeling that anyone could be outside the cave, slightly peer in, see light, and murder all of us in cold blood. But, I was on night watch one day, and I went outside for a split second to see how obvious the light is, and surprisingly, you can't see a thing out of the cave. It was so dark, I almost couldn't find my way back in the cave.

Tonight was like any other. Quiet and full of mystique.

The anthem started playing, and I had to refrain from glancing at the death recap. I don't need to be reminded.

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