I woke up with the comfort of a smaller body pressed against me. I blinked in confusion before I remembered that that I had gained a little allie in the past hours. I carefully gathered all of the supplies in the pack. I looked at the amazing sketch she had made, before stuffing it into the pack as well. I even packed the pencil and paper in case we really need it later. I was just finishing strapping my knife to my belt as the anthem came on. We must be off on the hours of the day. Still, it was time to go. I gently roused the small redhead. She blinked a couple of times. then got up. I looked at the celing and saw that there was no deaths. It won't stay like this for long. I looked at Amy and saw that she already slid to the bottom of the closet. I slid down and landed right next to her. I motioned for Amy to stay back while I open the door. I turned the handle, slowly. The door creaked open.
We pressed ourselves against the wall and waited for a couple of minutes. I nodded slowly, before edging out of the door. I slipped past the door and looked both ways. I was about to whisper to Amy to come out, when a huge hand covered my mouth. I struggled. One hand stopped pinning my arm and pulled backwards. I used this opportunity to knee the person(who I assumed was a male because of the flat chest) in their boys. I was rewarded with a howl of pain and I wrenched myself free of his grasp. I grabbed my knice from my belt and faced my oppenent. It lookes like he recovered and was busy bringing a sword out of his pack.
"Oh I'm going to enjoy killing you." he growled and swung at me.
I dodged it and stabbed my knife at his arm. It only made a small scrape, but judging by the sound he made, it must hurt like hell. He continued swinging at me, and I kept dodging. I strike comes down on my head, and I rose my knife to meet it. I was responded with a clang. He kept pushing down on the blade.
"Say your last words twelve?" he growled.
I spat in his face.
He let out a below of anger and pushed harder. In mid push, he had a look of surprise and crouched down. I stared at him in anger, before I realized that there was blood pouring out of him. I looked up to see little Amy Pond there with a huge, butcher knife. She wiped her knife on his jacket. There was the boom of the cannon. I stared at her in shock, as she stowed her knife in her shirt and faced me.
"I was wondering what happened to you."
I gaped at her.
"It's nice to know that people underestimate me." she said sorrowful voice before sobbing.
I ran over to comfort her. She held on to me and she kept bawling.
"I-I killed him." she said and broke into a fresh set of tears.
"Yes, and by killing him, you saved my life." I said gently.
Her tears subsided a bit after that and she soon fell asleep. I soon took her in my arms and started to carry her away. I was almost collapsing by the weight of the girl by the time I arrived at my Mom's former apartment. I went inside the almost bare room and laid the girl on the lower bunk. I shuffled around in my backpack, and found the pencil in paper I stuffed. I wanted to write a note to Haymitch. What should I write? Oh, I know! I sat down and started to write the letter.
H-
I'm fine so far. I have a new red friend. She was really nice and saved my life today. At the moment, she is sleeping. I really miss you and want to be at the lake back at home. If you need me I'll be defending the weapons.
P
I looked over my letter to see if anyone but Haymitch can figure out where we will be hiding. It seemed clean, so I placed it on the table. Then, I settled down to take watch, while my little ally was sleeping.
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III JUST FINISHED DIVERGENT!!!!!!!!!!! OMIGODS!!! IT WAS SO GOOD!! *once again wishes to be in that story even though I would only last a week. It would be one hell of one* Anyway, I have just decided the fate of Amy, and most of you are going to throw me off a cliff with her fate. *runs away laughing with people clad in black chasing after me*
~Eat_sleep_swim04
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The Hunger Games: Next Generation
FanfictionWhat happens when The Hunger Games comes back? Who will be the new target? What will happen? Fiffteen year old Primrose figures this out as she goes through what her mother and father did with her little brother Haymitch. Cannon pairings and mild cu...